Clockwork, the clown of Hatred.

Name: Clockwork
Gender: Male.
Appearance: Clockwork is 17 feet tall and has a wingspan of 32 feet. He is made head to toe out of metal and his eyes glow the red hot color of pure malice. It's head is very large, with jaws that can crush the strongest of metal and talons to rend to most powerful armor. He has red joints in the middle of his wings that offer extra control and he has rockets at the base of his wings that allow him to take off since he is so heavy. Clockwork weighs thirteen hundred pounds.

Personality: Clockwork is a bitter and vengeful clown, who also possess extreme intelligence and willpower. Clockwork looks down scornfully at humanity, the only exceptions are kishen eggs, the occasional witch, who's souls are filled with corruption and Margret who he feels incredible loyalty and trust to. His mind is very complex, he has a poor grasp of other emotions but thanks to his nature as a clown he has an excellent grasp of his element, hatred.

Likes: Margaret, victory, revenge.

Dislikes: Death, being trapped, feeling powerless, his murderous nature.

History: Several years ago a clown was born. He was created from the madness of a powerful Kishen egg. He was made at his death by the hands of a death sythe. That way the madness could continue to spread. He had an intense hatred for the academy and started hunting down students.

For the last few years rumors had spread across the academy, about an evil clown that went around picking off students when they went on missions in Europe and boldly preventing their progress. Eventually a mission was posted and someone of suitable power was dispatched to deal with him. The pair of meister and weapon tracked him down to Montreal. He was by no means an easy prey, he would fire powerful beams and dive bomb them out of the shadowy night but a few swings with an incredibly heavy hammer was enough for him to fall. Clockworks wings were too damaged to fly and his kneck was bent at a terrible angle. Just before the final blow was struck a woman appeared out of the shadows. She held a scythe in each hand and fought the two of them off before they could finish him.

If this had been any other girl Clockwork would have recovered and killed her but he paused for two reasons. Number one was that he could sense this girls soul was infected with madness, and number two was that she was the spitting image of his mistress. Margaret sat with him and traded story's with him until dawn when he was strong enough to walk again, and he pledged her undying allegiance to her.

Powers:

Abilities	Description
Regeneration	Clockwork can automatically repair himself. This means that any damage to a no critical part of his body will never be immediately permanent. Broken neck? Fixed in less than a day. Broken wing? Fixed in less than two days. Now if his brain takes a hit to hard or if he looses something else critical then he might have to go into hiding for a few weeks and delicately repair it. Now if he directly looses somthing vital like his head, heart, or source of hatred. He will almost immediately die like any other living thing.
Madness beams	Clockwork can focus his madness into his eyes and shoot raw hatred out of them in the form of lasers. It has a maximum range of 50 feet and can cause feelings of just how much Clockwork hates them to foster in their hearts. This is negated by anti madness wavelengths and at twenty feet or below can burn his target or even set them on fire after a few seconds of direct contact. If his focus is broken then the beams stop.
Super dive bomb	Clockwork sets the rockets that allow him to fly into overdrive which makes the air sing a high pitch cry and allows him to strike something with incredibly speed and momentum. As you can imagine, it is very easy to overshoot.

Other: Clockworks maximum speed in the air is eighty miles per hour and with rockets one hundred and twenty. It is likely he will go much slower if he is trying to hit something and not end up a flaming wreck afterwords.

He cannot pickup or fly while holding anything heavier than five hundred pounds. His talons can grip somthing hard enough to break the bones and squeeze the life from it.
Have you read the rules?
I don't know how to handle this....