Name:

Yeshua Horowitz

Appearance:



Standing at 5'10 Yeshua isn't measly in stature. His thin and lanky frame is often covered by two layers of clothes. You'd be hard pressed to find him not wearing a coat or jacket, even if it was rather warm. Only military regulation makes him seem to fit in.

Age:

16

Role:

Midline

Personality:

Yeshua is far from outgoing in his nature. He is not quiet and quite parsimonious with his beliefs, almost to the point beyond reason. He values and observes a much bigger picture than some people realise, often letting him feel detached or pity those who he spends time with. He is quick to judge and often feels no guilt, but takes a keen responsibility for other people's problems, that can lead him to be viewed as either extremely polite or extremely irresponsible. The boy has many opinions which he isn't afraid of sharing, and if Yeshua feels he has been treated unjustly, will not stand for it. He is poisonously sarcastic, too.

Yeshua is a strange boy. His glare has a certain eager bloodthirstiness about it, a burning ambition mixed with the frightening frigidness of a killer. He is a master of the mind, able to pick up nuances and small movements as fast as a camera. His mind is stock-full with knowledge, and while seeking wisdom, he has little to offer. Darwinian morality isn't exactly his slice of cake, he does stem much of his philosophy from nature, which interests him almost as much as the nuances of people. His timid obsession with the obscure and childlike flinching from contact, coupled with his lack of empathy to the needy, hides a frail, frightened boy who never, no matter what he could do, live up to his own expectations.

Backstory:

Yeshua (born Joshua) was the child of Otto Horowitz, a mildly famous biologist working in the most prestigious parts of the most rich sections of Paragorn-controlled Germany. His mother was never mentioned to him and without someone to care for him in the home, he often spent his time alone or on the wild webs of the internet. The nanny that cared for him had left to go see a parent who had been critically injured. Alone in the house, Joshua quickly called his father, telling them that about the nanny's absence, leading to her to be replaced by an automated robot, the first of its kind.

In his father's absence, the boy grew up without influences and soon grew suspicious of him. At the age of 11, he felt the repercussions of Paragon's nearby enemies when his father kept coming home from work less frequently and even more tired. He was pushed to the edge, and Joshua felt it. Taken away from his father, the boy lived in the Alps with his grandmother. Away from society, the boy could read and write, and so he did for as long as he could. Creating beautiful poems, he would often read them to his grandmother, for her sight was failing and, by the time his magnum opus came about, his grandmother could barely appreciate it. He felt squandered.

His grandmother was fond of him but held back by her principles. When he wanted to leave her and find his father, no help was given. Joshua knew he could not leave in such an isolated area and did not want to live his entire life as a farmer, as his grandmother was. He grew skeptical. He could see the convoys of military transports passing through the mountains, knowing times grew more desperate every hour. His grandmother, parent to not his father, but his mother, gave him the King James Bible and with it, in his adolescence, he studied with as much determination his father had. The wild swathes of books that had been laid out for him was not simply a mere collection by his elder; it was a gift from his father. How else could he teach Joshua the wonders of the universe?

In the middle of the night he snuck out, only 14. The cold of the mountainside was nothing to him, as he was determined to find his father and ask him all the questions had developed in his mind. Making his way to the small village of Ungarbt, Joshua had the dread. The same dread as being left alone by his caretaker; this time he had no one to save him. Trying to solve these problems by himself was too difficult for him, so he went to the local police station. This is when the news struck him; an ambulance was driving into the nearby hospital as he entered. His grandmother had died of a heart attack after realising he was gone.

Without any relatives and still no idea where his father was, he was sent to a special training facility in the western reaches of Paragon, near modern-day Lithuania, and Joshua’s quick eagerness lead him to become one of the elite few to test the NC without question of what Paragon actually wanted from him. While he was always incredibly talented at picking up a task and turning it into an art, entering an NC training school is anything but an easy task. While no one had the courtesy to declose this information with him, it had become obvious that it was his heritage of scientists and technicians that had allowed him to partake in extensive and exhausting training. He was bottom of the class and learnt to spite those mocking him.

His foster family, a branch of modern Judaism (Torahts), were originally irritating to him until he It was amazing to see things from a different point of view in a different place. His questions became more fruitful but in turn his family became to spite him, with his constant criticism that undermined their faith. When his town was attacked by raiders, his family had little time to relax. Stashed heirlooms and family heritage was left behind, was attacked, Joshua lost contact with his family in the chaos, panicking and afraid. The area had become a hot spot of the exiled natives of the Middle East, who the Paragon had 'kindly' taken in after the Magen takeover. MAgen, being a mostly Muslim controlled Company, had no room for Torahts, and that is what led Joshua's adoptive family to settle above the Black Sea.

Scalded for crossing the line, Joshua had run to the coast. Before he had any time to reflect, smoke began rising from the town. The hellish sounds and vibrations of the NCs were as clear as ever. This was not the first time he had seen them, for they would often be paraded through the streets of Germany as a sign of strength (and fear, Joshua realised). When he arrived in the town, the black soot of destruction had choked everything.

Hiding in a library, the raiders drew closer. It was only when a Paragon NC came and saved him from the onslaught did he survive, his family dead or lost. Against the popular opinion, Joshua's scores only skyrocketed afterwards. Living on his own a few miles away from his old town, the Raiders never touched the NC training school. His prestigious skill with the NC, particularly with the discarded Paragon NC called the Anzu, became extremely apparent.

Able to operate independently, Joshua changed his name and was sent to New Anchorage over mysterious circumstances, but most deduce it to his outstanding NC skills.

Maybe this time he could find the answers he sought; what it meant to be human, alive and breathing. And whether or not he could ever deserve that answer.

The rest is for the biography, Joshua-turned-Yeshua chuckles.

Tactical Preference & Skills:

Midline: Yeshua’s NC is not strong enough to stay on the frontline, nor is it powerful enough to stay at the back of the formation. Instead, he remains behind the more powerful NCs whilst dishing out devastating damage in close and mid range.

Knowledge: Yeshua has memorised hundreds of different parable, texts and stories. His mind is brimming full of information, and he can usually come up with a scientific and practical solution in most situations.

Ambitious (or stubborn): One would be hard pressed to convince Yeshua against what he wants; this undeniable, insatiable wanting that drives him makes him militarily vital to get on your side.

Notes:

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