The Grand Master

Name: The Bastard
Gender: Male
Race: Grandmaster
Text Color: #4080FF with italics when speaking for added bastardry
Backstory: Used to be a reality TV singing contest judge, was a bastard, acquired fame and later immortality, eventually learned how to do all the grandmaster shit. He used to go by the name of The Opponent and briefly by the name The Meddler. He changed to this because he liked it better.
Description: The Bastard dresses in a black marching band outfit with gold lining. He has slicked back black hair, thick with hair gel, and an obnoxious little goatee beard. He carries with him everywhere he goes an epee and weird shiny golden eyes. He is generally quite obnoxious going out of his way to get in the way of others. If there is something he can do to spite one of the other Grandmasters he will spare no of effort to ensure that it happens. If he had a battle he’d probably skew it in favour of one of the contestants and after that contestant had won he’d kill him for the fun of it, that or throw him straight into another. Essentially he’s a bastard.
Weapons/Abilities: Standard grandmaster stuff. No particular sphere of influence.

I had this lying around: