Day 328. Telekinrockness

Living out in the wilderness, Telekinrockness with her magical staff, is able to lift away parts of entire mountains and hurl them and those who threaten nature.

Day 299. Boulderdash

Legend speaks of a boy up in the mountains made of stone. "BALDERDASH!" The people of the village would cry, oh how wrong they were. One day a child got lost whilst hiking with her father up in the mountain. She was moments away from being killed by a pack of wolves when a silhouette of a young boy with glowing eyes scared the canines away. He was the rock boy, and he became best friends with the girl. After leading her home the two remained friends. She would sneak out at night to play with him. But eventually she grew old whereas he remained forever the same. But he made it his mission to watch over her family and her village, for the rest of his days. 

Day 153. Dread Lock

Dread Lock is an incredibly powerful foe although he may not look it. Only five feet tall and always smiling he may not appear to be all that deadly but trust me... he is! A master of voodoo he transformed his own hands into vicious claws that can crush anything. Once they lock onto you there is no letting go! The rest of his body, although it doesn't appear to be, is just as hard and rough as the claws and is nearly impenetrable. On top of all this his hair has a mind of it's own so if you get close to him and his claws dont grab you, rest assured his hair will!  Nobody knows how old he is but the locals who live in the village where he originally came from claim that he has always been and has more magically deviant tricks up his sleeve than there are stars in the sky. 

Day 123. Stone Atlas

The mighty Stone Atlas was a man who dreamt of being a God. He wanted to be held in as high a regard as the titan Atlas. The God's mocked his enthusiasm and tricked him, pretending to endow him with great powers. They caused his body to grow stone skin which could protect him from any weapon, as well as an atlas stone to carry around as a weapon itself. But these came at a price. The stone skin caused his body to distort itself, leaving him deformed and hunched as it slowly consumed him. The giant atlas stone was his life force. If he strayed from it for too long he would begin to whither, and his natural skin would lose all it's colour. This could have turned Stone Atlas into a very resentful and hateful being. But instead he was humbled, and chose to fight the injustice done to him. For as long as his forever broken and heavy body would hold out, and until the day his entire body would be consumed by distorted rock, he would battle the cruel ways of the gods.