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Timothy (Legion) Forges

"We are Legion, for we are many. We do not forgive. We do not forget."

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a character in “The Multiverse”, originally authored by EmperorCaesar, as played by RolePlayGateway

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Name: Timothy Forges
Alias/Nickname: Legion
Age: 22
Gender: Male
Tattoo(s): Many
Scars: one across his stomach and several on his arms
Piercings: Do stomach staples count?
Body Type: Toned, athletic, GODLY
Height: 5'10"
Weight 160lbs (all muscle)

-Family-

Brother: Armand Forges - 24

Personality

"We are Legion. We are many. When we kill you you will become part of us. We do not fear death, nor do we fear you."

Timothy has had a very fragile psyche ever since he was a little boy. He very often spoke in the plural third person, using words like "We", "Us", and "Ours". His parents and older brother tried to correct him many times but it never took. When he and his brother were in high school he had earned the name Legion, from the biblical verse Mark 5:9. Believe it or not, Timothy is both kind and violent (mostly violent though) and he has Genius level intellect, however due to his history of mental illness, his inventions often become war weapons that he uses to terrorize the masses.

Equipment

The clothes on his back, a very expensive and well crafted sword, and a few of his inventions.

-Current Equipment-

-Dark Matter Manipulator ring: This allows him to teleport from place to place using the shadows as a catalyst.
-Dark Energy gloves: Leather gloves with a little purple jewel in the palm. he intergrated the glove with highly advanced tech to allow him to channel the dark energy the jewel creates and use it as a weapon. They can also absorb life energy from other beings.
-Undying: He can die, however he refuses to stay dead. Some sort of force will not allow him to die. It's as though that even the dead do not want him.

History

recently released from prison, for serving a 7 year sentence for conspiracy to commit murder. "we got out early for good behavior."

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Timothy (Legion) Forges's Story

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Timothy (Legion) Forges wandered into the bar drenched in blood that wasn't his. The twenty something young man had the classic 1000 yard stare look in his eyes that one would get when they feel no emotion and have not a single thought in their head. He shuffled, nearly staggered to the bar counter, and took a seat slumping over in the chair, blood was dripping from his chin and his finger tips when he finally got still. The blood soaked young man lazily lifted his head only to look around the bar. "More Coffin fillers" he thought to himself with a psychotic smile. He silently ordered a glass of water and an order of cajun fries.

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The Bartender brought the blood soaked man his food and Legion began to eat rather ravenously. He made some of the most disgusting noises and growling sounds as he ate making him seem rather demonic, though he was not a demon according to what an archdemon had told him. He ate and ate and when he finished he picked up his plate and threw it against the wall. "We want more food!" He said picking up his glass of water and guzzled it down.

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Timothy (Legion) Forges looked over to the other two in the bar and smirked. "Little pigs, little pigs. Let us in. Or we'll huff and puff and blow your house in." he said aloud with a rather insane chuckle. Some blood dripped from his hair, onto his hand and he went to lick it up off of his hand. His second helping of food had arrived and he went back to eating his meal. His appetite seemed endless, and his thirst was even worse.

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Legion saw his long lost brother wander into the bar and take a seat near him. "Good evening, Mandy." He said with a smile knowing that Armand would recognize the nickname. Legion was the only one that ever called Armand by that name. "How are you this afternoon?" He said his voice slightly splitting off into two seperate voices as he spoke. He shot a look over his shoulder and gave both Kurtis and Alyssa the Death Glare. The rather insane young man looked back to Armand and licked his lips. "Did you miss me?" He chuckled.

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"Tell us, Mandy. We wish to know. Did you miss us?" He asked reaching out a hand to gently touch his brother's face. Had it really been seven years since he last saw his older sibling? "You haven't changed. Well... except for that eye of yours. We see your condition got worse." He said and leaned in close to look at his brother's eye patch. For Legion, this was pretty docile, he usually never used to just sit down and talk the doctors and Armand always had to force him to sit down. "Incase you're wondering, they let us out for being a good boy." he said with a chuckle, Timothy? Good boy? Yeah right.

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Timothy (Legion) Forges grimaced and shot Armand a glance full of anger and hate. "Do not mention Her. If it weren't for Her, we wouldn't have gone to that wretched place. That witch deserves the most painful death imaginable..." he said, his voice splitting off into two again making him sound rather inhuman. "If we ever see her again it will be the last time she sees the light of day." He growled a little clenching his fists and tensed up his arms.

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Timothy (Legion) Forges glanced over to where his brother was and saw that he had just vanished. "Hmm. Same old Armand." He chuckled then turned his malevolent eyes toward the other two patrons and saw that he had the female rather nervous. "We were talking about some one like you. 'Tis our mother. We despise that old woman. She is the one that locked us away for all those years. We seek vengence against her. We will grab her head and tear it from her body. As the blood drips from the gaping neck hole we shall taste upon that sweet victory." he chuckled rather darkly. Fear.... Legion's greatest weapon. Instill fear in those around you and they will likely leave you alone or follow you. "We are Legion. Who are you?" he inquired to the male and female with a rather curiously dark look in his eyes.

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Legion smiled and bowed his head. "Pleasure to meet you both." He said. "As for the crystal... We don't quite remember. It has been quite some time since we have seen our... dear... sweet... mother." he said gritting his teeth when he mentioned his mother. Those words were like acid in his mouth. "You did not offend. We might have had a crystal." he said putting a hand on his stomach where the large scar with all of the metal staples was. "But it was probably taken from us. We do not remember." He said with a chuckle. Of course, Legion had gotten that scar while he was in prison, but you never know there could have been some sort of crystal there. "However we do have crystals here." he said showing the female his hands, in the palms of his gloves were glowing violet crystals imbedded in the gloves. "Would these be the items of which you speak?"

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Legion didn't move a muscle he just stood there staring at the two. He heard the male whisper something to the female but did not actually hear what it was. "How sweet." he said with a genuinely kind smile and chuckle. Legion had his moments. "We found these, In the forest. Glowing, guiding, waiting. Waiting for us to take them home. Mold them. Make them into what ever we see worthy of their design." He said looking down at the crystals. "We saw that they produced some sort of energy. Dark energy. We managed to harness this energy and turn it into something useful." He said and held his hands parallel facing eachother, the closer he moved the crystals to one and other the brighter they glowed. He put them so close that the light could have actually done some damage to the human eye, however he only held them this close for mere seconds then took them away from one and other.

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"Be our guest." He said holding his hands back up once more. He had no intent of harming this female, unless she did something he didn't like. "Your male isn't very talkative." he said with a chuckle, glancing at Kurtis. "What is it you're looking for?" Legion asked tilting his head looking at his own hands.

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Timothy (Legion) Forges looked to the female that had been thrown against the bar and just stared, completely unaffected. He was awakened from his little daze when his brother re-entered the bar. "Our name is Legion." He said looking to his brother then back to the convulsing female on the ground. "Wonder what did that?" he said raising a brow and smiling slightly.

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Timothy (Legion) Forges glared at Armand. "Do not call us the name that the Witch gave us. We are Legion." he said with slight anger then looked to the female. "Evil? Evil how?" he inquired with a slight smirk. "What dwells within these magnificent little jewels?" He chuckled.

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"If you call us that name once more, Armand We'll will do something that we both shall regret!" he said raising his voice to his brother. He despised that name, though he could never really harm his brother. Armand seemed like he was the only person that ever actually cared for Tim. "Just..." Legion sighed. "Don't call us that."

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"What's wrong big brother?" Legion asked rather innocently, though there was a certain malevolence in his voice. "Is your eye acting up again?" he chuckled and looked at the blood on his brother's hand.

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Timothy (Legion) Forges had to get out of the bar, it was just waaaaayyy too crowded. Instead he had decided to go prowling the streets for fresh prey. Hopefully his brother Armand wouldn't see him committing such heinous deeds.

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"To get some air. We feel over crowded." He said walking along the side walk. "Too many people for us to handle in one area."

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Timothy (Legion) Forges rolled his eyes. "It is fine. We survived. Granted we have some new baggage but we are still alive." He said putting his hand over the stapled hole in his stomach. His body never really did completely heal from wounds, it just healed enough to stop the bleeding. "We have some new tattoos as well incase you didn't notice." He said with a smirk. "We got this far without you. We're certainly sure that we can get along without you completely." He said rather coldly.

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"You left us to rot in that place, and you expect us to warm up to you the first day we get back?" He said looking to Armand raising his brow. If Armand were to look to Legion, his brother's soul would be dark red, almost black. "You are even more gullible than we thought if you think such things, Mandy." He said then faced forward once more and proceeded his walk.

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Timothy (Legion) Forges grabbed his brother's hand, the glove on his hand heating up almost burning his brother's hand, and tried to pry it off of his shoulder. "You didn't try hard enough." He said a look in his eyes that had an experienced and seasoned killer type of style. It was as if all of the innocence, joy, and love that was once in his body had shriveled up and died. "No matter how hard you did try. You did not save us. The Timothy you knew is dead... There is only Legion now." he with coldness in his voice and resentment in his eyes.

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Timothy (Legion) Forges "That? What is that compared to the seven years of beatings, rape, and loneliness?" He asked raising his voice to his brother, prying his hands off of his shoulders. "That is nothing, compared to the pain that we had to endure. Seven years. We will not forget and we will not forgive those that have done us harm. All shall kneel before us before we smite them. We will make them beg for their " He said his voice breaking off into two seperate ones, causing him to sound more demonic. "But.... We cannot harm you dear brother. Somewhere, deep deep inside us, we still care about you. Deep in the recesses of the darkest part of our hearts." he said with a slight smirk.

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Timothy (Legion) Forges watched as his brother stormed off down the side walk. Legion let out a frustrated sigh and began walking in the opposite direction, continuing his search for innocent victims to terrorize. He never looked back to see if his brother did the same that would be a show of emotion, he just kept walking.

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Legion rounded a corner and went into an alley way, where he encountered a harmless old homeless man. Legion smiled with eyes full of malice and ill intent then proceeded to the old man. He grabbed the man by the hair on his head and threw him against the wall. "Don't scream, you scream, and It will only make the torture worse." He chuckled and pulled his blade from it's sheath on his back. The old man let out a scream of terror and almost immediately after he was silenced by Legion kneeing him in the stomach. "We said silence you old fool!" he said and looked at his blade, it still had some dried blood on it from an earlier kill and it still smelled rather fresh.

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Timothy (Legion) Forges turned to look at George only to aim his hand at the man. "Begone, worm this is none of your concern." The violet jewel in the center of his glove's palm began to glow bright as it was charging to fire. "Not another step or we will kill you and the old man." He said holding his blade up to the old man's throat.

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Timothy (Legion) Forges fired a dark energy blast past George's head as a warning shot and knicked the old man's throat just enough to show George that he meant business. "We will not tell you again. Go about your business or we will kill both you and the old man. Do not be a hero." he said looking at George with eyes full of Hate and malice.

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Timothy (Legion) Forges smirked and pressed the blade deep enough into the old man's skin to where it would pierce the trachea. "Fear is irrelevant. We do not fear you." he said before turning to George and stepping into the shadows. He would re-emerge in the peripherals of George's vision and point the blade at his neck. "You call us a pansy yet you are the one assisting this pathetic street urchin. You fear for him? You fear that I am a threat?" he inquired the soft ringing of his sword near George's ears.