[CHAR] Innocence Lost - A Science Fantasy RP [v.03]

[The Man Emperor]

Name: Trajan Pyke Salazar
Age: 31
Physical Description:

Important items:
- Revolving Blade Sword: A superheated rotating blade capable of slashing through the metal of most body armors. The sword is constructed similarly to a chainsaw, wherein small blades (also known as teeth) circulate around the length of the blade; the main difference is that heat is used to further the effectiveness of the sword, making it even sharper.

- Hecate 41 Sniper Rifle: Trajan's trusty companion throughout his career as an assassin. It is highly accurate, has clips of up to 12 shots per reload cycle, and uses a rather sophisticated targeting scope.

- Winchester 2700: A shotgun that fires shells loaded with a plasma spread, which ignites combustible materials upon impact. Some say that it is a shotgun that acts as a flamethrower.

- Stealth Suit: A suit that allows its user to cloak temporarily. It is still detected by thermal scanners and sensing magic.
Short Bio: Trajan was born on the same world as Tarak of the Star Marines. He was brought into existence by a case of rape in the back alleys of the undercity; his male primogenitor was just another of the drug addicted tramps that stalked the streets.

This isn't something that he knows about, however.

The man that would act as his father, at least for the first ten years of his life, was the fiance of his mother, who did not care if this child was seeded by some pervert; for him, this kid will be his. So, for the first 12 years of his life, Trajan had a normal, if not hard life. He attended primary school at day, and then worked at night, helping his (adoptive) father with his job in the port.

That was, until they died.

One day, a group of armed men crashed into their house, if one could a couple of rooms a house. They called out for Trajan's father, demanding that he pay his debt to their boss. Apparently, he had gotten into some bad company, and was screwed over when a bunged up attempt at gambling caused him to owe an impossible amount of money to the local gangster lord. This was the seventh time that they had demanded for payment, and this time, the cost will be his life.

Trajan, who was 15 at the time, was ordered by his parents to run. Run as far away as he could, as the two of them cannot escape the fate that had been placed unto them. And thus, he ran. He ran and ran until he fell unto the street, unconscious, but alive.

He would wake up hours later, as the faces of several other teenagers and kids looked back at him. They had found him there, half dead from exhaustion. But now, he was... well, an orphan. In an orphanage. It was a terrible place, far worse than the hard life that Trajan had endured so far. During his stay there, he would befriend the children. Especially this one boy named Tarak...

Barely a year later, the orphanage burned. Trajan had been taken by a foster family the day before that, but when he heard of the place going up in flames, he begged his new family to take him there. They obliged, and though he looked everywhere he could, there was one he could not find. Tarak. For all he could know, he was probably dead.

His new foster family, the Salazars, were wealthy, and gave him a second chance at life. Trajan would soon enough wear the name with pride, though he never forget his first family: Pyke. Trajan Salazar would prove to be a rather intelligent boy, and by the time he was in his mid20's, was on track to become a soldier of the Ascendancy. During his training, Trajan was seen to have the makings of a sniper; a watchful assassin, waiting in the shadows for the kill. He was thus placed on the Sniper Brigade at the onset of the war against the Coalition, where he would garner high body count in the five years of war. However, he had also been watching as the child soldiers were sent out against their enemy. Where, he asked, did the Ascendancy pulled the sheer indecency and immoral mind to subject children to the horrors of war?

To this end, he concluded that the Ascendancy was a corrupt institution that must be brought down. He went AWOL from the army, and now serves as the sniper with the alias Sharpeye within Moonstrike.
Character Traits:

Sharpshooter of Death: Formerly part of one of the most notorious sniper squads in the Ascendant Army, Trajan is a masterful sniper, possessing the patience and breath control that an excellent sharpshooter needs. It goes without saying that he is one of the best for shooting someone from a distance, in the head.

Warrior: Trajan is good with all kinds of weapons, though the sniper rifle is simply his best and favorite. He can be counted on to use blades or guns with equal skill, and could take care of himself in all ranges.

[6slyboy6]

Amy

AGE: ???

PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION:

Amy stands at roughly 5'10", her body covered in a pale purple skin that is contrasted nicely by her pearlescent eyes that shimmer when light is shown at them. Yet her eyes and skin color isn't nearly the most alien thing about her, plenty of people have grafted themselves with similar changes. It's her long, thin tail and curly horns that give her a truly unique look. Despite this however, one can quickly forget about all these abnormalities as her overall looks are quite appealing to look at. It's also immediately obvious that she isn't going to be the strongest member of a team, and probably weighs less than the guns and armor that some people carry with themselves, despite her tall stature for a girl. Or, well... one can never tell with these Zvezd what they are, but it's always painfully obvious what they are once you try and touch them and feel the coarse skin that defies their looks.

IMPORTANT ITEMS

• Travelling bag: For travelling and for being a bag you can store things in. It seems nobody can quite find the things they want inside of it, except for Amy.
  

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• A pack of butter cookies: Amy's favorite, doesn't leave without a pack or two of them. (VERY IMPORTANT!!!)
  

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• Flute: It's just a flute, what did you expect? Still, Amy is quite skilled in using it, which does mean some nice melodies when she gets the urge to play. One can never underestimate the power of a merry time when in perilous times.
  

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• Dagger: A dagger. This one seems to have a strong imprint of Mind Magic within it's age-worn but well balanced body, but no signs of any enchantments can be found.
  

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• Teddy bear: Let's be honest, no prepared thrill seeker would ever leave home without the comfort of a fluffy and cuddly teddy bear that they can snug up to when the going gets rough. Amy is no different with her incredibly charming and nearly irresistible plushie. This particular toy has been sewed together a few times already, but has retained all it's floofiness.
  

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• A small pendant: A small metallic pendant that Amy keeps with herself at all times, containing a slightly faded image of a man standing next to Amy, the both of them smiling into the camera.

SHORT BIO:

There isn't a whole lot to know about Amy. Where she came from, why she came and where she is headed all remain a cloudy mystery to those around her. While normally quite talkative, such a subject is one that she never likes to answer. However when not asking such broad or such specific questions about her past or future, she does tend to open up and say quite a bit: maybe even too much.

For the last few years, Amy has been travelling around with various groups of aliens, humans and other assorted kind as she travelled the galaxy. In her own words, she wants to know what lies out there in the great world before she makes her decision about what she wants to do with the rest of her life, however long it may be. Nobody really knows how long the Zvezd live, so it is entirely possible that Amy has been out an about for far long than she's claimed, but chances are she is telling the truth. One thing is for sure however: she has seen many things, and her knowledge of random trivia is quite impressive, but she can say something smart just about everything, though she often lacks the knowledge to follow up on them. She can probably patch up a wound or replace a fuse, but she can't perform a surgery or fix a broken machine. Still, she can be handy at times to have around, as she is more than willing to help with whatever needs helping: as long as it doesn't involve any fighting of sorts.

It is also well known about Amy that she is not afraid to use her latent Mind Magic to play tricks on people every now and then, though never out of any malice. While the full extent of her powers remain unknown, it is clear that Amy is not like many of the Zvezd who have chosen to do harm with their powers, and it is most likely that she has never killed someone before.

SPELLS:

• Illusion: At will, Amy is able to conjure up a complex set of illusions, be it image, sound or touch. The effect is seen, heard and felt by all that Amy was able to see when she cast the spell, and it's effects last until she dispels it or the afflicted people realize that it is an illusion. Amy can only cast a single illusion this way, as creating a new one will dispel the first. Additionally the illusion is limited to a 20x20x20 feet cube, and it cannot be heard from more than a 300 feet away, though Amy can move the illusion as long as it is no more than 200 feet away from her.
  

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• Sleep: Amy can put a creature she can see to sleep, inducing a coma that is not lifted until she decides to dispel the effect or if the target gets hurt, or it expires by itself in an hour. Once the spell ends, the target will remain asleep for another 2 minutes on their own, or if someone tries to wake them up.
  

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• Trickster's Prestidigitation: Amy can call upon the more playful yet still effective sides of her mind magic, and unleash them in a way she sees fit. Such spells are all controlling in their nature, but mostly harmless in their execution. From making someone break out in a shot laughing fit or start singing at the top of their lungs, to just downright making them feel drunk, the effects of this spell are as varied as Amy's imagination is, but none of them can be used to explicitly hurt someone and the user will be very much aware that they have been controlled by a spell.
  

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• Eyetrick: A creature that Amy can see, hear or mentally reach through her Psychich link will become unaware of her presence. Practically invisible to the the afflicted target, Amy doesn't as much disappear as the target's mind is convinced to ignore it. A stray sound or even objects "floating" will be ignored by the target as long as they are related to Amy or her actions. While practically not existing for a target, she has to maintain the mental link for the duration of the spell and others will have no trouble seeing and hearing her. The silver lining is that the target creature will do their darndest to explain to others that that they are wrong: possibly buying Amy precious seconds to escape from danger.
  

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• Suggestion: Tapping the mind of a creature that can see or hear her, Amy can usher a single sentence that the afflicted creature will do it's best to accomplish. This can be an action that they should take, or an idea that they should believe in. The spell fades away once Amy dispels it, 5 minutes have passed, or if the target creature has completed the action it was given, or the idea suggested to them has been proven wrong.
  

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• Enchanting Flute: A tool carried by Amy at all times, though rarely played nowadays when the world seems at war with itself, she can start playing melodies on her tune that allow her to bend the minds of all those who can hear it and she wishes to control. The effects of spells cast this way are far more potent: playing a soothing melody can put an entire room to sleep without a memory of it happening, or make a squad of trained killers erupt in a joyful dance on the spot. Perhaps most importantly it can mess with the minds of those who hear it to give them a headache and make it hard (but not impossible) to focus, however the drawbacks of this spell are quite obvious. Having to play the flute until the desired effect is achieved, all those who didn't hear the beginning of the melody will be unaffected by it, which makes Amy an obvious target given the loud nature of her flute.

CHARACTER TRAITS:
Psychic Link - Amy's ability to connect to other people is remarkable: both in the emotional way and the psychic one. Zvezd have been known for a long time to sense outbursts of Mind magic or other psychic energies from far away (often from star systems away), and while Amy is not quite as potent in detecting such subtle changes she has a different ace up her sleeve. People she knows can act as her anchors, able to be found by her relatively easily even at long distances, thought the distance and effectiveness of these anchors depends largely on the emotional connection between the target and Amy and the time spent together/the mental imprint left on the target. Once she connects with people this way, Amy is able to get a rudimentary idea of their surroundings based on the senses they possess and be able to sense their thoughts as well as communicate with them. In such a way Amy is also able to reach out from the person used as their Anchor and look for other mental imprints around them. Maintaining such a link is a strenous process that drains much physical and mental power, especially if she uses spells via this connection, and in a more limited way affects the other person as well. In the end, it is not nearly as effective as if Amy can physically see or sense her target on her own.

Zvezd Mind - Though Amy is highly irregular for a Zvezd in her ways of sticking with groups instead of staying away from them, at the end of the day she is still an alien: as such, her mind is of a different breed. While magic itself may not find that an obstacle, the people using and trying to make sense of what they are seeing certainly will. Not only is her mind a strange world of thoughts and emotions unfelt by humans and other races, it is also a bastion reserved only for her that was built by millions of years of evolution. Though not nearly as strong or impenetrable as other Zvzed mental barriers, it still takes considerably more time to make sense of and affect Amy's mind.

Amy - Amy is exceptional at being Amy <3

The Zvezd

Little is truly known about the Zvezd and their origin, as they are a race often shrouded in mystery despite their frequent dealings with other races of the galaxy. However, everyone has heard and perhaps even seen their ability to use their latent mind powers to influence those around them to do their bidding or to confuse and distract them. As as is often the case in such businesses, the Zvezd are highly sought after for these abilities, though not all of them deal with the shady figures who most required these talents, neither do they all manifest the same magic. Some have magic that is able to crush a person's mind with a single thought, while others focus on harmless illusionary effects that linger only for a few minutes or seconds. Indeed, just as varied as their abilities are yet conform to the limitation of only being able to use Mind magic, so are their appearances varied from one individual to another. It has long been speculated and even confirmed by some that the Zvezd look distinctly alien in their original form, however those without an exceptional resistance will not see through the facade of an illusionary appearance that the individuals take up. This illusion is most often something a bit more familiar and less alien, something the Zvezd have come to follow if they wanted to get by with the ever encroaching and xenophobic humans, though it is a common sight to see these facades appear with a long tail, not unlike mythical creature of ancient human history. As confirmed by those who have seen past these latent illusions, the Zvezd do indeed have tails, though a few try to appear even more human by hiding that in their illusionary form, making others percieve them without it. Of course, stories told about objects mysteriously being knocked over can often be written up as Zvezd with a particularly believable human appearance who have forgotten to check where their extra appendage was before turning around.

Addendum 1:

Whilst often appearing tall and lean and often even bulky, the base physiology of the Zvezd is rather weak. Whilst they are not too fragile in their own right, their mechanical prowess leaves a lot to be deserved. Whereas even weaker humans are able to lift their own body weight with some effort, even the strongest of Zvezd find it hard to manage such a feat. As such, even if their appearances might be fool the eyes and even those with great resistance to mind spell effects, it does not take too long to find a Zvezd among a group if one knows what to look for.

Addendum 2:

The true physique of the Zvezd and the source of their abilities remains a mystery to the public. The Zvezd prefer to stay out of direct gunfights are are quite resilient to sicknesses (at least, it appears so), and most of them usually retire to quite regions of the space as their time nears to perform a ritual suicide among their kind. Their bodies decompose at a much quicker pace than others, which makes it quite hard to get a proper autopsy of them done before the samples are rendered unusable. The knowledge is surely out there, in the hands of some private collectors or in the collective knowledge of the Zvezd: neither of which are likely to give up this knowledge.

[The Jest]

"Laid-back Loose Cannon"

Name: Joseph Bartholemew "Joey B" Albion

Age: 25

Physical Description:

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Important Items: Multi-Tool and Credits

Weapons:

Customized Pistols

Joey has a plethora of lasers pistols, designed to look like 9mm glocks, around his belt. However, in addition to the design, he also customized the magazines of each one with a sharp dagger blade at each bottom. This way he can not only use these guns for mid-range combat, but should the situation arise, they can be his close range weapons as well.

"Mickey"

Joey's Pride and joy, and his signature weapon. A military standard Peacemaker plasma rifle personally customized by Joey himself by fiddling with the energy core and adjusting the scope and barrel, he crafted a multi-purpose high-powered plasma rifle capable of leaving dents in particularly strong military grade armors. The scope of the weapon was replaced with a sniper-grade one with the barrel capable of extending outward to generate the necessary reach of a sniper rifle. In addition, the once single-barrel was now three interlocking barrels that could spread outwards, producing pseudo-shot gun effect to the plasma bullet, albeit in only three directions as opposed to larger range of a normal shot gun. The three barrels, when interlocked, can give way to a more powerful plasma bullet than one would expect of a rifle, as the additional energy's needed when for the longer range in sniper mode.

Of course, there's a reason this kind of weapon has never been official military despite its power far exceeding that of the military norm. The fiddling of this gun provided a number of drawbacks, the most concerning one being that larger exhaust of plasma energy, regardless of which mode, causes overheating immediately upon firing, allowing only one blast to be fired at a time. There's also the possibility that the largr amount of energy generating larger amounts of heat could potentially cause internal damage to the gun. To reduce this possibility, although they're all connected in the same way to the same barrel, only one "Mode" can be used at a time. In normal mode, the blast is more powerful, but is mid-range and the cooldown takes a little time. In Sniper Mode, the range is longer and the blast is still powerful, but the gun will need much longer time to cool off, so every shot has to count. In shotgun mode, the range in length and power are nothing impressive, but the width range is superior and the ventilation from multiple barrels allows the cooldown to go much faster.

Character Traits:

Weapons Expert- As a former soldier of the Ascendancy, Joey has had military-grade training in all manner of weaponry a soldier could carry on them. After the standard training however, Joey spent his time extending his training further to other sorts of weapons, while also gaining knowledge of weapons he's normally use from said military training. Rather gifted with a gun, he got to a point where he could customize military weaponry on his own, much like he did with "Mickey", and has used that specialty to help enhance his crew's weaponry to be more efficient. His skills with the gun were of such high quality, that when his Captain was finished with her own standardized weapons training for the Ascendancy, she turned to him for further training on how to best wield a gun.

Martial Artist- As a former soldier, Joey also had standardized training in martial arts combat in the event that he is in a situation without his weapons. While not nearly as gifted or capable with hand-to-hand combat as he is with the guns, he is still about as skilled with close quarters combat as any soldier. In addition, Joey self-trained himself in "Gun-Kata", essentially a martial arts that allows the use of guns - specially pistols - to mix close and mid-range combat together into one.

Archaeologist - One of the most important things - and one of the only things - that he was taught as a member of the Albion family was the ancient languages, teachings, and ruins of the worlds. Supposedly, it was to help better prepare religious traditions that would cater to any race and perspective one would think of. Joey may not have had an interest in those traditions and lore, but he certainly learned about them regardless, whether it be by force or actually taking an interest in some ancient ruins of other worlds. He may not necessarily know every single possible ancient language or ruin - the family abandoned him before they could teach him everything they knew - but it's rare to find an Archaeologist who would know more about this sort of thing than he.

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Short Bio: Joey Albion was born to a rather large family, assumingly somewhere in one of the middle-ring systems of the Ascendancy. It doesn't appear to be very large, he only has two brothers, a sister, and a father with the Mother nowhere in sight, presumed deceased. However, what makes it large is that his direct family has practically a plethora of relatives, mostly cousins both close and distant that practically lives with them at their home.

The entirety of the Albion family's a very devout one, often traveling to across the Ascendancy for every gathering of the religious for every occasion, something everyone of them, save for Joey, dedicated themselves to. From the moment they are born, they are raised to respect their patriarch, and protect the sanctity of the Ascendancy's religions, often learning ancient languages and writing to undergo whatever ritual was necessary at the time. Some of them even went as far as supporting the religious extremists and templars in their protection and negotiations of said religions. But they are never to interact with people directly, and never involve themselves outside their religious activities, less they be ex-communicated and disowned.

Good thing then, that Joey was always considered something of a black sheep for not being as interested in religion as the rest of the zealous Albions. Laid-back, and not nearly as interested in the religions that his family adores, nor the apostles support. Instead he was interested in the general life of a person: Social activity, learning, training, friendships, technology, the kind of things his family would disapprove of getting involved with. Most of the family were not supportive, but were tolerant so long as he chose only to learn and not get involved with these things.

Which is why interacting with a woman not affiliated with the churches, and instead affiliated with the military of all things, was the last straw that stripped Joey of his inheritance and ex-communicated him from their life. Needless to say, Joey wasn't exactly shedding any tears for them, and decided to take part in the Ascendancy's military. Though he was a bit old when compared to others who joined the military academy, and his family restrictive teachings did not help him in the slightest, what he lacked in general academics and military knowledge, he made up for with a fascination with military weaponry as his primary focus. He found guns to be far more effective and convenient than what little training his family forced him on with more traditional weaponry, and so he got to knowing more about them, what makes them tick, and ultimately became interested in outright upgrading his weaponry for more firepower than it was originally designed for. It helped that he seemed to have a keen eye for marksmanship, becoming a very skilled sharpshooter during the training.

He got separated from the woman that got him to that point after he was assigned to the Xuanxang to be under the orders of another woman: Captain Natasha Zhang. The relationship with his captain was...complicated, The one thing he could never get used to in the military was someone who claimed to be higher in rank and better barking orders at him - it reminded him too much of what his family was like for most of his life - and so he hardly ever actually listened to Zhang whenever she commanded him to do something on her ship. Instead he often marched to the beat of his own drum and ignoring whoever yelled at him for it - usually the captain. Still, it wasn't as if he wasn't listening nor aware of the troubles of the ship, and so he often came up with his own solutions to whatever problems they appeared to be having at the time, even when it's against protocol. Not all of them worked, there were even times where he was very close to getting court marshalled for what was deemed to be recklessness. However, never once did he not try to make an effort to help his crew regardless.

After the Battle of Proxima, however, Joey got tired of the Military's chain of command. He knew the orders were something he had to bear, but it was becoming too much like his past life for his liking, especially when Zhang was being blamed for something she could not have possibly helped. That strict merciless attitude reminded him too much of his own father's attitude towards him, and so he followed his Captain into resignation from the military.

But that's not to say he completely followed her though. Ever since leaving the military, he often got into fights with Zhang on how to do things regarding how to progress from there. it was during one of them that he began to realize that, for all of his want of freedom, for all his wanting to learn about others and learn about the ways of the universe...he never truly became free. He was born to take orders from his Father, he then left to take orders from a military's commanding officer, and he now left only to take orders from someone he began to think of as a friend, especially after surviving the Battle of Proxima together. He realized he needed to be truly free to do what he wants in life, and that leaving the crew was his chance at doing so. Therefore, he stripped himself of whatever medals he earned in his military career, took a fighter, and left the Xuanxang to go where the nebula road takes him. (A play on "where ever the wind takes him.")

That said, he did truly care about the Captain and her crew, and so while reveling in freedom, he never stayed outside the Xuan-Gang for very long. As such, every now and then he finds his former crew and comes back to them, to hang out, to sleep, to help them out on whatever's needed at the time, before jumping on his ship and heading back out again. The ship became something of a small home he knew he could always go back to at the end of the day.

Theme Song:

"Diamond Eyes" ~ Shinedown

"The White Flame Soldier"

Name: Alan Mortigal

Age: Supposed to be 17 physically, but the attitude and knowledge he holds suggest a much older age.

Physical Description:

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Important items:

Crystal Rose

A memento of his Mother. There's not much to it as far as he knows, just a pretty jewel in the shape of a rose. However, he is very protective of it, keeping it on his person at all times.

Multi-tool- Your standard multi-tool, not much to say here.

Spell List:

Mana Flare (High/World)- Alan's signature spell. The Raw mana generated from the Kaisoken dust within his body combusts into a powerful white flame, with which he can use to various effects from simply being a source of light to being a powerful fireball he can throw at his enemies. While it appears to be a world-class magic, in actuality, it is the pure magical energy of a High-class magic in the shape of a flame. As such, it can be used in the general applications of High-class magic, such as fueling magitech or enchanting items. However, he has not learned to draw from sources beyond his own dust, and as such, is prone to taking energy from himself to generate the white flame, exhausting himself from overuse as a possible result.

The following two are not separate spells, but rather, different applications of Mana Flare usage.

--- God-Hand (High/World)- By concentrating the white flames around his arms and legs, they become enchanted by the mana and allow him to become physically enhanced all-around for a short period of time.

--- Magic Thruster (High/World)- By concentrating his magic, he can make the flames burst out from his feet as rocket thrusters hovering him off the ground. combining this with erupting the flames from his hands as secondary thrusters allow him the capability of flight for a short period of time. As it is fueled by the mana in his dust like any application of Mana Flare, it can extinguish and exhaust him considerably.

Character Traits:

Hand-to-Hand Mastery- Despite being a Star Marine, Alan focused less on the training his magic, and more using it to help him in physical combat. For many years since his time in the Star Marines he trained himself to be a hand-to-hand fighter, for one reason or another abhorring weaponry of any kind. During the Star Marines' stay with the Rau've after their "capture" he found a particular female Rau've that was a master of close-quarters combat, and begged her to be his mentor and instruct him how best to discipline and temper his physical capabilities. As a result of that training, Alan's skill in a fist fight has been honed and mastered, especially when combining it with his magic.

Swift as the Wind- Alan's always been the small agile sort ever since he was a kid, but further training with his Rau've master allowed him to compliment it with his hand-to-hand skill.

Symbiosis- After his resurrection during the injection process of the Dust, said dust seemed to move on its own, as if still alive within him - a feat that should be impossible for Kaisoken in such a state - to protect his mind and body from harm, creating both a physical and mental resistance to attacks. That said, because of said dust-like state, the Kaisoken within can only do so much in both cases.

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Short Bio: There was not much to say about Alan's life before being taken as an experimental test subject other than that it was the typical life of an Orphan living on the streets of a run-down world in the Ascendancy's outer rim. He doesn't remember how long he's been like that for; it felt like all of his life was lived in broken down alleys of an otherwise crappy town feeding off what's taken from more fortunate people, doesn't even remember what his parents look like or how they died. Maybe they never died, maybe they just abandoned him on the side of the street to get rid of him, or sold him off to someone for a quick cash grab and he just happened to be left out in the dirt after that. It really never mattered to him how he came to be like this, he was never the type to focus on how he got there, it's not like talking about it or thinking about it's going to change a damn thing about his predicament. All that matters is that he was there, alone and unrelying on anyone but himself, a little thief self-taught on how to steal and be quick on his feet from the successful survival-necessary thefts and twice as many failures.

At some point in his life things finally changed for him, as he got captured and rather than placed in some small holding cell, he was instead taken off planet by some sort of black-suited individuals, the guards calling it a 'transfer to a more suitable facility'. At first, Alan thought that it was just a case of them finally having enough and sending him off to rot in some federal prison of the ascendancy, or getting executed, or just moving him off the planet just to get rid of the little thief once and for all.

...If only it was so simple.

It seems someone high-up on the Ascendancy food-chain caught an interest for the little boy for one reason or another, likely due to his physical quality as a thief, and selected him to take part in a science project of sorts, supposedly to make him and other children like them some sort of super soldiers against the Coalition of alien forces the Ascendancy was warring with at the time.

Supersoldiers... out of children... Alan was far from educated but even he couldn't help but chuckle at how utterly insane and stupid it sounded.

Regardless, he was a prisoner - albeit a misdemeaning one - he may as well be held at gunpoint when they told him to take part. He didn't fight for most of his childhood just to get killed off because he said no to the wrong kind of people, and so he cooperated in taking part in this insanity. Besides, at least they'd have food and shelter prepared...hopefully.

So they went to some remote location off the radar and he was injected with the Kaisoken dust like the rest of the children. ...Unlike the rest of them however, there was a complication during the surgery. The dust seemed to react violently to the boy and as a result, his heart stopped. Fortunately, the doctors managed to get it beating again, but for about 5 minutes, Alan was dead. The fact they managed to get his heart pumping again after that long a time was nothing short of a miracle; to this day, it's believed the dust may have had a hand in Alan's revival.

Ever since the surgery Alan seemed to change a little bit... His memories became hazy and while he was still aggressive and more likely to talk shit than most, he was also calmer and more rational than his life before then would have you believe. The theory the doctors have for this change is euphoria experienced as a result of his near-death, and brain damage due to those five minutes where his heart wasn't pumping blood to the brain. By all accounts, he should be brain dead at least, but it's likely the kaisoken dust somehow kept the damage to a minimum as well.

It didn't take very long afterwards for Alan, or this memory-hazed Alan, to get a grasp on the situation and begin his training with his new magical power, pure mana erupting into a white flame around his hands and feet. Although it was something he never experienced before, something only a handful of children in this facility has ever felt in the whole of the human race for as far as he knows, it felt...natural for him. That being said, researchers picked up immediately that it seemed he only had one actual spell, and while he found many applications for it, it still made him far less varied and multi-purposed than any of his peers. To top it off, they noticed that he was instead focused more on training his body than anything, often seen punching and kicking the air, trying to get a feel for hand-to-hand combat. It was...an unusual reaction to observe to say the least. He has magical white flames, and yet he's focusing more on how to fight physically? Perhaps his awareness of his own situation was lacking... Regardless, they shrugged off this anomaly, chalking it up to a mental defect caused by his surgical complications, and continued with their observations. At the very least, he seemed aware of who is friend and foe, and so they sent him off on missions alongside the other Star Marines.

Indeed, Alan did his part alongside everyone else. Undergoing covert missions in the Ascendancy's name against the coalition of aliens, up until the Battle of Proxima where he, like others, were captured by the Rau've and 'imprisoned' once again.

But this time, there was hospitality to be had, he has seen what being a prisoner was like, and he felt nothing of the sort while with the Rau've.

In particular, during his stay at their planet, Alan found a particular female Rau've, living as a hermit far from her people. Unlike the other Rau've, this one - known in the human language as Belladonna - was a particularly aggressive outcast among them, who did not welcome these children with open arms like every other, who preferred they died for what they did to her people. Not as if Alan could blame her, regardless of their age and circumstance, the fact is that the Star Marines killed off many aliens during their time. The Rau've on this planet lost family and friends because of them. If anything, the fact that they're welcoming these same little killers of their kind's a fortunate oddity.

But something about Belladonna spoke to him, the 'Hellfire Rose' as the Rau've called her is someone outcasted by the rest of her society for something she had good reason to have opinions on, just as he was outcasted for being a little survivalist.

Splitting off from the rest of the Star Marines, he followed her to her humble abode in some distant desert away from the bountiful forests of her society, and asked - nay, begged her - to take him on as an apprentice. For Belladonna earned that title of 'Hellfire Rose', being formerly one of the most aggressively brutal of the Coalition against the Ascendancy, complete with actual fire magic of her own - fire magic considerably stronger and more potent than most with dust from a world-class Kaisoken. Naturally, she refused at first. The fact her people were sheltering and showing hospitality to their enemies were bad enough as it was, but for one of them to ask her to essentially be made stronger by her is adding insult to injury. However, something about him reminded her of her son, whom the Ascendancy caught and killed in the early days of the war. Seeing her son in this boy, she eventually caved in and accepted to train him...brutally.

Which beings us to now. Alan has been training with Belladonna both in how to use magic - he may have had high-class magic, but that didn't stop him from adapting her lessons, shaping his magic to become flames of white light - and how to properly fight hand-to-hand, all the while strengthening his body.

Trained and built up, albeit late to the party he was - the others left to stage their own rebellion against the Ascendancy - he left to stand by his fellow Star Marines against the government, not necessarily for revenge or for any kind of justice, but simply because the Star Marines were the only real companions he ever had in his life; a very simple reason for committing acts of terrorism against humanity, but his entire life has been driven by simple reasons...

Why stop now?

Theme Song:

"You ain't Ready" ~ Skillet

"The Broken Witch"

Name: Maria Wilhelm

Age: Physically, she should be about 16 by now, but she still looks the age she was when she was first seen in the experiments: 10.

Physical Description:

Appearance

Partly because of her age and partly due to unknown reasons, perhaps a lack of exercise or maybe the implant stemming growth, she stands at a measly 2'5" and weighs about 23 lbs. It should also be noted that he eyes lost their shine long ago, giving her an eternal look of apathy and internal death.

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Weapons: Circe's Hand - As if to essentially embrace her magical nature, Maria possesses a staff with which to channel her magic through. Apparently she tore off a metal pole in the building they were all in via telekinesis and fashioned it up to look like a typical staff a wizard would use. Said staff is a bit big for her though, standing at six feet tall, almost 3 times larger than she herself and weighing about five pounds - likely due to the metal itself, possibly perfected electrum. Despite the size, it's useful not only as a channel of her mind magic, but also as a blunt weapon in and of itself. That said, while she can use magic without the staff, she'd be less able to properly control said magic without it; attacks would be less precise, and mind magics would require more concentration.

Spell List

Arcane Shot (High)- Maria has the ability to harness the magical energy within herself, and shoot it outwards as silver projectile of light. While she can fire those bullets from her index and middle finger in their strongest state, she can also fire a multitude of weaker magic bullets from all of her fingers in rapid succession. In addition, while she can concentrate it into a powerful beam, she can also concentrate a lesser powerful beam from all of her finger tips, concentrating all beams into one or two larger and more powerful ones as a result. The implant valve can be turned to increase the power and potency of her shots.

Flight (World)- While in her case, it's more used for levitation than anything, Maria can harness her magic to be granted the ability to fly. While it's considered World magic, it's possible that all she's really doing is moving her own body into the air using her telekinesis.

Telekinesis (Mind)- One of the most basic of psychokinetic abilities, Maria can carry and move things of the physical plain by the power of her mind alone, and throw them at decent enough speeds to be considered an attack. While normally there is a limit of how large a thing she mentally grabs can be, specifically about 100 or so pounds, her implant allow her to increase that limit with each turn of the valve, making her able to carry even a fighter ship with her mind if she turns it enough.

Illusion (Mind)- A mind ability of intermediate skill, Maria is able to tap into the minds of others and generate illusions based on what she sees to trick her opponents, need it be of a loved one, perhaps they fear, and is even capable of casting illusionary doppelgangers of herself to trick them to thinking she's either somewhere she's not or multiple versions of her to make tracking her more difficult.

The illusions are a trick of the mind, however, and so have no physical manifestation, making them more akin to holograms you can go through. Furthermore, one could break through whatever illusions she creates if they have the eyes for it.

That being said, if she turns her valve to regulate the implant in her brain, she can enhance the quality of these illusions temporarily, making it harder to break through even with good eyes, and even giving them a physical, solid existence, as if they were real.

Telepathy (Mind)- The other most basic form of Psychic abilities, she can mentally contact and talk to people from afar. This is usually used as a form of invisible channel of contact for the Xuangang, an effective method when any other form of contact is shot from, say, an Electro-magnetic pulse. The turning of the implant valve extends her range the more times she uses it, but the longer the range, the less time she has to cocieve a thought to send before the cooldown hits. As such, she reserves exceptionally long ranges telepathic communications for an emergency SOS.

Character Traits:

Cybernetic Brain Implant- It is unknown what the reason was behind this, perhaps something went horribly wrong in the procedure for her in particular, but it is revealed that she has a cybernetic plate of some kind implanted directly into her brain, a valve of some kind sticking out of her head behind her left ear as a way of regulating and controlling it. Gruesome as it may sound, it seems the implant acts as a mental shielding unit, resisting and shielding her from mind magic and other methods of brainwashing, hypnosis, mental dives, and mind-reading. To top it off, She can use the valve behind her ear to temporarily enhance her own magic for a short time, though after which a cooldown process shuts down brain functions for a time resulting in paralysis or outright unconsciousness. The more spins of the valve she makes, the shorter time she has in using it, the more time it'll take to recover from the cooldown. There has been a case during the war where she span the valve too much and while releasing considerable magic power against her Coalition enemies, it ended with her in a coma for about a month.

However, while this seems like an upgrade, in actuality, its more like a life-support system. She needs this brain implant in order to stay alive. According to her medical/experiment records, the removal of this implant will result magical berserker-like state where her magic goes beyond her limits, matching if not outright surpassing the power of Kaisoken themselves, followed by death. Moreover, if the mind magic is powerful enough, it may be able to bypass the resistance it provides her mind. The removal of the implant, it goes without saying, also would effectively negate said resistance altogether, in addition to the above-mentioned berserker state and subsequent death.

A skilled Pole-woman - There may be a case in time where she is unable to use magic, something she has been heavily reliant on ever since gaining it. Not wanting to be completely defenseless in her ways, she trained herself in the art of polemanship, using her staff as the pole with which to defend herself. While she's hardly a master, she has trained enough to where she can at least defend herself in such dire times where her best weapon, her magic, is unavailable.

Prodigy- Born a prodigal child, Maria had a gift of being able to quickly learn about whatever subjects she was interested in at the time, quickly absorbing information like a sponge. As a result, she is quite knowledgeable despite her age, (both her appearance, and her real age.) and seems to know more than her silence suggests. While she is smart, her body and mind are still that of a child's, and whatever was done to her mind did not help in the slightest. She needs plenty of time in order to properly learn about a subject, and she can only hold so much information at a time.

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Short Bio: From the moment she was born, Maria was expected - destined some would even say - for great things. Born a prodigal daughter of a rather noble family - highly influential to a point where family members were also members of the Ascendancy Government - her parents put her through a ringer at an early age of her life. Feeling happiness was an award of success to her throughout her early life, only coming out of her home in order to properly learn about the outside world as part of her curriculum, never truly having friends outside of perhaps the servants in her home and the specific fellow students of her curriculum into the family business. By the age of ten, her intellectual gift placed her in a position of potentially being the youngest to ever attempt at the "family business".

Of course, being a prodigious learner that she was, she made for a perfect target for the kidnappings that have been going on throughout the Ascendancy during the wars. In spite of those familial connections - or perhaps because of them - Maria was indeed taken in and eventually brought to the Black Site of the Ascendancy like other kids, to become Star Marines, the first magical child soldiers of their kind.

Unlike most kids, however, it seems she was one of the few who chose take part in this voluntarily; it is likely the decision was influenced by those in her family who were aware of this project and wanted her to take part in it, perhaps as a want to use the power she would gain as a further influence of power.

But also unlike most kids, Maria suffered a terrible accident. What exactly happened on the lab table no one knows - it's likely some were even kept shut about it - but the reports indicate something went wrong in the injection process of the Kaisoken dust. The surgeon in question messed up the injection of Kaisoken, too much dust having a collective negative reaction causing outright cellular mutation in certain parts of the brain. The process was stopped, but the damage to the brain was immense, the raw magical power of the dust constantly in a state of perpetual growth using the brain as an engine. The pain was immense, the sound-proof walls barely contained the sounds of her cries of agony as the energy slowly ate away at her mind. If nothing was done, the resulting magic power would be immense, equal to higher-ranked Kaisoken, and constantly growing... but it would be the end of her life. As such, The Professor at the time halted the magic through a special cybernetic plate made of perfected electrum implanted onto her Cranium, sealing off this energy within her mind.

The plate managed to do its job, saving her life and preventing a potential catastrophe - the surgeon responsible was found and immediately terminated - but at a cost greatly limiting her ability to emote. While circumstances at her house were not the greatest, she knew of joy, of sadness and frustration, and knew how to emote them properly enough, having experience most of the emotions a child would. She still has these emotions, but emoting anything beyond a blank apathy is difficult for her. In addition, the energies within her mind combined with the implant caused a stunt in her growth; so matter how old she is or how old she becomes, she will appear to be a 10 year old child for the rest of her life. To top things off, the incident that brought to this, that pain, that fear, continues to haunt her dreams even now...

Still, the plate was not entirely bad, and the Professor in question also implanted a way of controlling the restrictive nature of the plate in order to use that energy against her enemies. in addition, the combination of both the plate and energy made become essentially immune to most if not all Mind Magic spells.

From the moment she was able to join the rest of the kids, her lacking emotions made her rather an uncomfortable child to be around, and she in turn kept to herself. Never in her days did she expect her parents' lessons and expectations would lead her to this, a glorified prison/boot camp building magical child soldiers. Her life up to that point gave her a disadavantage when it comes to socializing with others like her, and seems the only ones she could even see herself around were those who were more mature and disciplined.

In particular, it seemed she struck a fancy for the Star Marines' "big brother", Tarak. Out of all of the Star Marines who were with her at that site, he was one she was seen around most of all. Whether that was because he was indeed seemingly the most mature and disciplined of them all, or because she never had a big brother in her life is unclear, but like the little sister to her "Onii-chan", where Tarak went, she followed as a member of his "Army of Demons", alongside the likes of the Twins, Samuel and Iris.

...This of course included the Battle of Proxima that most felt she may not have been ready for. But who could have been ready for the events that transpired that day, their capture, their betrayal, and of all things, the hospitiality of their Prison of War. Yes, the Rau've was indeed a kinder group of souls than the Ascendancy led her to believe, and while she could not express her gratitude like others around her could, she made clear through her actions and her choice of words, rather than the empty emotion behind them, that she was grateful to them for taking care of her and her "Big Brother" in particular. Unlike most, she didn't cry over his chest over this confusing frustration, she couldn't, and while she was nowhere near as charismatic or as capable of gentle feelings as Tarak was, she tried her best to comfort who she could in order to help ease the burden on his shoulders.

The Rau've then gave them an offer of a home among them, now that a treaty was made the war was essentially over. Deep down, there was a part of her that considered the offer. Since the day she left her home, Maria's world was more of a hell than it was anything else. The nightmares, the pain from her mind, everything she went through in her short life was something she would not wish upon anyone, and a chance to escape it was right there in front of her, a chance to finally have some degree of peace.

...But that would betray them, It would betray everyone who was there for her throughout that time, everyone who stood by her, and who she stood by her brothers in arms, her big brother, and the experience and scars she made throughout her brief time of living would be in vain. No amount of peace or happiness would ever let her forget all the pain she has been through nor betray everyone who made an effort to help her through that pain.

And so, like the others, she refused. When the others suggested to rebel against the people who brought them that pain and suffering, Maria was quick to show her approval once her "Big Bro" Tarak showed his.

However, she did not join them right away, Tarak gave her a special assignment of which she was quick to accept. Tarak was told before Proxima of her family and their connections, and so he thought she'd be able to use those connections to their advantage as well. Needless to say, while doubtful, she accepted the task given to her.

Thus, when the time came to leave the world, Maria parted ways with her allies, on a separate ship to parts unknown...

Hoping, very soon, that she will be able to reunite with them once again.

Theme Song

"Whisper" ~ Evanescence

"The Holy Arm of Kherol" (NPC)

Name: Kotaro Winterborn & Paragon

Age: 24

Physical Description:

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Important items: Multi-tool- Being an Ascendancy soldier, it's only natural that he'd have one as well. Not much to it beyond the standard functions.

Weapons: Paragon- The Ancient sword of the Winterborn family, but in actuality, an old High-Magic Kaisoken reaggregated from death, reshaped into the form of a sword and passed down from parent to child of the Winterborn family as their partner and guardian. Being a Kaisoken, the sword is made of crystal instead of metal, and as such is immune to magnetic abilities. More importantly, because it is actually a Kaisoken, Paragon is a magical sword, and is capable of spells that its wielder can harness, one in particular being the sharpening of its edge to create a monomolecular one. However, like most magical swords of ancient lore, it is a weapon that chooses its wielder, and can cause bodily harm via those same magical abilities should someone it doesn't like tries to wield it.

Commander-issue Projectile Pistol- Although it is a side-arm, it is useful to have should he ever be without Paragon at his side, or in need of a long-range weapon that does not require Paragon's Mana. It's old-fashioned compared to lasers, but it packs a hell of a punch against energy-shields and most standard armor platings.

Spell List: (Note: Technically this is not Kotaro's own magic, as Kotaro technically has no magic to speak of. All Spells here belong to his Kaisoken Sword, Paragon. Should he be without Paragon, Kotaro is no longer capable of any of these spells.)

Guiding Hand (High)- As Paragon is actually a Kaisoken in the shape of a sword, it is sentient and capable of movement. The experience it had as a sword wielded by others made it able to learn a variety of swordplay from the classics of the knight and samurai of yore to the modern day soldiers of the Ascendancy. Using some of his energy as a Kaisoken absorbed into the arm of the wielder, Paragon can effectively guide the wielder's hand and direct it to defend or deliver precise blows. It takes a lot of strain and energy to keep control over the arm for the duration of a fight, so he often takes momentary control every now and then to make offensive blows or defensive positions more accuracy.

Penance (High)- Just as Paragon can help guide the hand of the one worthy of wielding him, so too can he direct energy into the host body offensively by discharging his mana into the wielder at high enough intensities to create pain and damage into the person from the inside out. Unless held for a long time, the energy isn't enough to kill the wielder, however, it generates an incredible shock of pain in the arm and eventually the whole body until they let go of him, like a blast of plasma moving through your bones and muscles.

Flight (World)- While this was an ability he lost when he first fell to earth, eventually overtime Paragon regained enough mana to be able to fly again like any Kaisoken. Because of how unnatural it is for a Kaisoken to be shaped and used like a sword like he was, despite his knowledge of Swordplay he cannot wield himself like a ghost sword, save perhaps for a straight-on thrust in an attempt to pierce the enemy. However, he can use this ability to fly as a way of returning to his wielder's hand should he ever be separated from him.

Excalibur's blade (High)- By focusing his mana onto a majority of his body - that being the blade of the sword - Paragon creates a white coating upon that enhances both its durability and its sharpness. With this charged state, it's able to cut through all but the strongest of materials, and can even pierce through magic itself. Even Perfected Electrum falls before the holy blade. The downside is that it takes time to charge up, and can only be used for a limited time before Paragon exhausts his mana.

Silver Wave (High)- By focusing mana at the tip of the blade, Paragon can create a wave of offensive high magic at a target like a projectile when Kotaro move him in a slashing motion. Said energy has a sharp edge akin to the sword itself, but because it is done by using Paragon's mana, there's only so many Silver Waves he can throw before the sword tires itself out.

Paladin (High)- By spreading its mana throughout Kotaro's body, the mana bursts outwards and crystalizes into a suit of crystal armor Kotaro Wears. In addition to the Armor being exceptionally durable as is, it also uses the mana that created it to physically enhance Kotaro's body overall for a considerable period of time. Combining this with Excalibur's Blade, while dangerous for the both of them considering just how much mana and energy it can exhausts, generate an ultimate form as a Magical knight, harboring the physical enhancements of Paladin and the ultimate power of Paragon through Excalibur's blade, becoming a one-man army as a result.

Character Traits:

A Master Swordsman- While Paragon is indeed capable of moving Kotaro's arm to help him fight his battles, Kotaro had no intention of relying on his family sword and be a burden to it. Mentored by Paragon, Kotaro trained himself to be a master swordsman worthy of wielding the holy sword for most of his life. As a result, Kotaro has become essentially peerless in the art of the sword, being capable of using Paragon to go so far as piercing through magic itself. The downside of this, of course, being that a sword is a close-range weapon, and while he's not necessarily defenseless against long-range attacks, distance does create a disadvantage.

A Soldier- While nowhere near as much focus on it than with his sword, as a military officer who went through the academy, Kotaro did learn how to properly aim and fire a gun. While he is fairly decent at it, because his focus was elsewhere, the lacking of training and experience in comparison makes his gunmanship unreliable, being more likely to miss with a gun than he would with sword strikes.

Well-educated- To reach the heights of his big brother Kherol, Kotaro studied as hard as he possibly could at the Academy, and as left the school as a Valedictorian as a result. While he's nowhere near the level of Genius as Kherol, he has enough knowledge of things overall to use to his advantage for any case where strategic thinking, such as using environments against an opponent, are necessary.

A skilled Commanding Officer- While he is indeed inferior to Grand Admiral Kherol, he would not have been assigned to be his Vice-Admiral on his swordplay and his relations to Kherol alone. As Vice-Admiral, Kotaro is to serve as a Commanding Officer to a fleet of thousands, and command them to where ever and to do whatever his Grand Admiral commands of him, separate from him. Should anything happen to Kherol, Kotaro must take the reins of the armada in his place and fulfill his will in substitute. Kherol recognized Kotaro as being capable of leading others to victory which is what led to his promotion to his side.

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Short Bio: Kotaro's story begins centuries ago with his ancestors.

The Winterborn has a legend that has been passed down from generation to generation about the history of their family business. Around the Medieval times of the ancient planet of Earth, in the midst of the brutal feudal era of Europe, a white sword of holy light descended from the sky and landed blade first into the grounds of Britain. The legend goes that God, saddened by the state of Europe at the time, ordered his son Michael to send his sword to them, that one worthy of becoming its savior and ruler would take up this holy weapon and become the enforcer of his will, the giver of his love, and the instiller of his wrath. The Winterborn family found that sword, and was deemed worthy of holding it, but chose not to rule as monarch of Europa, instead vowing to wield its might to protect the world and humanity with it from any forces that may spells its end. The sword was a torch passed from parent to child, from generation to generation, remaining hidden in the shadows as thankless guardians of humanity.

The truth, however, was far less epic than the legend perceives.

In reality, the "holy sword" was not a sword at all, but rather a sentient crystal, a Kaisoken, that was exiled from the worlds from which it was born and happening to land on the planet earth by pure coincidence. Because of the peculiar shape of it, its body being lengthy but thin and its hole near the top being a perfect size and shape for a hilt and handguard, the Kaisoken was mistaken for a rapier and was pulled out by Winterborn, who just happened to be at the right place and the right time. One can only imagine what must have been going through the human's head when they heard a voice echoing through their mind and a shock of electricity coursed through the arm. Yes, the first to wield this sword was deemed unworthy himself, though not because of his deeds, or his morality, merely because of he happened to stumble across an alien that was unfamiliar and scared.

For the Kaisoken was broken and drained, only barely able to reaggregate itself to become what it is now, had not the power to break through this planet's gravitation, barely enough to even float. The Winterborn man had soon realized that this object wasn't some ordinary sword, that it was alive, and while it did scare the superstitious mind of a medieval peasant of Britain, the white light it gave off, combined with it falling from the heavens, suggested that it was some kind of holy weapon, an angel perhaps in the form of a sword, and that it was given onto humanity from God. Deciding to treat it as an angel that perhaps lost its way as it fell, the man took up the Kaisoken, which used the opportunity to peer in and learn the language of the planet it was on...well, one of them anyways.

People thought him mad when he came onto them with this crystal sword and swore that it was given to him by god, madder still when he talked with it as it communicated with his mind to further adapt to his new environment, and it did not take long for the superstitious to start coming to conclusions of evil and insanity, striving to put an end to him for the good of their society. As much as it did not want to stay for much longer, it still could not move on its own, and did not want to be constantly thrown around and used for others benefits. Thus he mustered what magic he could to help the man defend himself using it, protecting his only source of knowledge and transportation.

The man named the sword "Paragon", a name often attributed to benevolence, excellence, and example, (Coincidently also happens to be the name of a Perfect diamond of a 100+ carats.) and a deal was struck between man and sword. Paragon would use the man for transportation, knowledge, and for his own ends of gaining energy for itself, and in return, Paragon would protect him, his family, and he would be allowed to use the Kaisoken to be strong. This in mind, Paragon shaped himself to give a cutting edge to his slim body so that it may be used as a weapon.

It was unknowing just how small a time humans have to live, and he was quickly realizing as his "partner" grew older that he would need to switch hands to someone more able to use him and be used. Thus the tradition was suggested, that the sword be passed from generation to generation of the family.

Thus, Paragon live on earth throughout the ages, watching as the world changed around him, learning more about the humans, gaining energy from what little mana could be found upon the planet, until finally they were at a point where they could take him to space once more.

As the years rolled by and the Commonwealth becomes the Ascendancy of Man, Paragon grows stronger and stronger as he returns closer and closer to his own people.

Leading us to today with his current partner, the young master Kotaro Winterborn.

Born to Matthew Winterborn, a man who managed to let the Ascendancy recognize his family as nobles and became Governor of one of its planets, Kotaro was born to a life his ancestors before him could only dream of. He was raised to the traditions of taking up the sword of his family, and being a guardian of humanity, and an enforcer of peace.

If Kotaro would be honest, however, he wasn't necessarily focused on such an old tradition, and Matthew could understand why. The Ascendancy was the very epitome of human negativity and corruption, it was filled with the vain, the power-hungry, but most especially the xenophobic. So afraid of what they don't understand, that they have been ready to destroy creatures simply for existing, including Kaisoken, as Paragon learned.

The two were in agreement that humanity has become so full of itself as it became the Ascendancy, that the vows of ancient to protect them, no longer seemed viable. They were willing to try, to be kind, optimistic, and sincere to others as an example of how humans should be, to be helpful and charitable and hope it could change even a small thing in this cruel life. But deep down, both of their hopes were waning.

But there was one person that changed that for him. One person that made him convinced that maybe there were still people truly worth dying for after all, that maybe, just maybe, things really can change for the better. That person was his brother, an older boy at the time who his father took in and adopted, Alexander Kherol.

Kotaro admired Kherol; although they may not be bound by blood, he was his older brother nonetheless, and Kotaro always listened to how he viewed the way things are and the way they should be. It felt as if he and his father were the only people who made any sense in this insane universe, and so it was through them that he could keep his hope alive. Likewise, while Paragon has been interested in the future Grand Admiral as a person of potential, a rarity in the many many humans he has seen in his life on Earth.

When Kherol was sent to learn at a Military Academy, Kotaro followed suit. He may not have wanted to follow a corrupt government's orders, but if he could be of any help in Kherol's eyes, nothing would make him happier.

His grades in the academy were nothing like Kherol, however his experience with Paragon, the exceptional want for leadership and the experience he held at being one, plus his usefulness as someone with a "magic sword" earned him position after position from captain to admiral, until finally, he rose up to his dream job as Grand Admiral Kherol's Vice-Admiral, his second-in-command. In this position, he could be of the upmost help to Kherol's goals, as well as be there to protect him the way Alex has been there for him.

He was there at the Grand Admiral side, when it was revealed the sickening experiments that were happening to children, when the Battle of Proxima failed, and he continues to be at his side to this day.

For only through Kherol, can this universe find peace and benevolence.

Theme Song:

"Winterborn" ~ The Cruxshadows

"All is for my Lord" (Main Theme)

"Human Legacy" (Kind Theme)

"A Duel of Souls and Swords" (Battle Theme)

[Thelxinoe]

Miron Zen

Name: Miron Zen

Age: 17



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Important items: Tungsten Carbide Band given to him by his mother on his birthday

Weapons: 9mm Laser Pistol for defense if he ever actually needs it.

Spell List:

Axion Warp : Timespace

Using the primary function of timespace, Miron warps a short distance, within eyesight. Almost completely undetectable other than the slight gravitational wave distortions emitted during the process for a fraction of a second. Requires time to orient himself after warp, and other abilities or weapons cannot be active.

Axion Shot : World

Using ambient Exotic matter axions, Miron condenses a small but very dangerous beam. Because of its nature, it does not cauterize a wound like a laser would, but punches holes through people and objects just as effectively. Strong particle barriers prevent the shot, and close range firing of less than half a foot cannot occur without serious repercussions to both him and his target, including but not limited to spontaneous state change.

Axion Burst : World

Using ambient exotic matter axions, Miron chooses a point in space within a half kilometer range, condensing the axions into a radial burst. Not enough to damage ships or large war vehicles, but enough to knock over a person if they're on the edge of it, and knock someone out if they themselves are too close. The same effects can be transferred to him if he is not careful of where he decides to place the burst.

Minor Particle Analysis: World

All other particles that are free floating, IE flowing electrons, non-visible light, etc, are able to be discerned with some time, they cannot be controlled, however they can be tracked to a source.

Axion Blast : World

A short range repulsive blast that seems to be the most basic form of utilization for Miron. By generating an asymmetrical blob of axions, and then directionally releasing it, he creates a heavy blow back force, like being blown away by a hurricane. Usually accompanies him panicking because someone gets to close.

Gravity Barrier : World

By emitting a controlled field of Axions, Miron can stop small projectiles and rocket propelled grenades, causing them to freeze in place and fall to the ground. Ex1tremely taxing and he cannot move during use.

Character Traits: Magitech modification : Because his abilities were so unwieldy at times, he was introduced to primitive MagiTech, in an effort to create something that would assist his abilities. Miron has an accelerated knowledge of magictech workings, and can take little time to discern the function of an item. It works in tandem with particle analysis, to help him also create or disarm weapons and tools. He however cannot tell what materials it is made out of without more time. Therefor don't ask him what something is made of on the spot because he wont know.

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Short Bio:

Children

Miron Zen was originally from a distant colony, one that was less developed than most, his mother worked in retail, and his father had died in a construction accident. It was tough for her, especially knowing that Miron was essentially on his own with some random stranger every day. But she continued to work, because she loved him, and that's what mothers do. The problem was her health was deteriorating quickly as well, from constant work and little sleep, it was hard for her to find time to take care of the child. Even over the years he learned very quickly how hard it was, and would jump at the opportunity to help his mother with home stuff. A perfect little family, of course he wasn't very proficient at manual work, but he excelled in intellectual stuff. Once his mothers health had deteriorated to the point where she finally admitted she needed care, insurance handled the rest. But that left him alone for the time being. At the age of six, he was taken, while his mother was receiving treatment for deteriorating health, he was seen as a perfect target, and abducted on the way home from the hospital.

Control

Constantly told he was doing this to help his mother, that they would provide the best treatment for her. And he believed it, or at least part of him did. He thought if he stayed here it wouldn't have to be a burden on her, and that she would live better, but he asked how she was doing, and every time he was given the same response, just phrased different, "She's responding well" or "Doing great!" The same responses over and over that after a year or two he considered it to be standard procedure, just like most things, having lost most of his will to fight back anyway after being told she was being treated. And that wasn't the end. The pain of loosing skin from a misfire, or the failure to produce a correct frequency was painful when learning his abilities. He hated it. He was too dumb to realize he was a weapon now, too childish to understand what was going wrong, but by sheer luck and perseverance he pulled through the basic understandings. It took years of breakdowns, refits, retries, remodulations, and many, MANY, tissue regenerations. Even for some of the adults watching a misfire of an axion beam, or warp, could be too much, yet after a while he shrugged it off, and regained a casual and childlike attitude, and as the accidents decreased with his ability, he seemed to understand his position a bit more.

Test

It had taken years to master, inside a ever changing white complex, that had taken most of his life away, but it was finally time for his real test, as a weapon to fight. Or, as the records show, play with enemy forces, his original job had been to wipe a task force off the map as quick as possible, and that did happen. He had been shown battlefields and been in virtual simulations of fighting, and it was still hard for him to grasp. But the only thing that kept him going was being told that it was protecting his mother, and everyone else he'd have ever met. It turned into a bloody mess, as both sides realized, his abilities didn't seal wounds and merely let them bleed. Aliens he didn't want to kill but had to. A monster using exotic matter and magic to kill was something even Miron realized. It shocked him more than it should have even with the sims and videos. and when his final mission Proxima came around it was his job to perform something in a minor sector, reducing power plants to dust, however he didn't want to kill and tried his best to keep everyone alive, after the first time, he aimed for non lethal spots, used every means at his disposal to knock aliens out instead of kill them, keep them alive. Because either way, if they won, or the aliens won, it would mean he had caused things worthy of his execution, or at least that was his logic. When the treaty rolled around and he was discarded, he made his way home, to find his mother had died some years before, having not been helped like he was told. He asked for days if there was any possibility she was alive and nothing. And with hatred he returned to space.

Theme Song: https://music.youtube.com/watch?v=X2K_bbvXpzs&feature=share

[The Man Emperor]

Klein Harris

Name: Klein Benedict Harris; The Angel of Death

Age: 19

Physical Description:

Klein Harris

Klein is quite tall at 6'2". He has a lanky frame, fair skin, and brown eyes.

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Important items:

- Laminated picture of his late squad
- Omni-Tool
- Cane (pretends to have a bad leg)
- Glasses (for simple aesthetic)
- Light Body Armor
- Diary
- Necklace with a cross

Weapons:

Avtonat Kalashnikova 89 - A fully automatic assault rifle that fires bolts of plasma. It could be charged with any source of heat; as such, its battery could be replenished by something as simple as a bonfire.

Revolving Blade Swords: A pair of short chainswords with teeth augmented with extreme heat. Effective against armor.
Spell List:

Shadowspawn Conjuration (Underworld/Mind): Klein has the ability to summon up to six monstrous creatures out of the fears of non-magical folk within 20 meters. These can vary from simple feared animals such as spiders and dogs to seemingly incomprehensible monstrosities; whatever it is that these non-magic individuals see in their nightmares. They all seem to have little to no durability, as they are easy to dispatch with conventional weaponry; they are, however, quickly replaced if people stay within range. They never seem to get bigger than seven feet tall, and almost always try to assume a humanoid form.

Umbrakinesis (Underworld): Klein is able to gather shadows in order to darken out his surroundings in a radius of five meters, or create a blind spot around himself that absorbs all light. Non-magical light sources are unable to penetrate darkness created by his umbrakinesis.

Necro-Memorial (Underworld/Mind): Klein is capable of drawing out the memories of a corpse, as long as it has sufficient brain matter left.

Shadowform (Underworld/Change): Klein is able to transform into a living shadow, allowing him to meld into the shadows, be immune against non-magical weaponry, and fly at a speed of 40 km/h. This state lasts for up to 5 seconds at a time.

Memory Manipulation (Mind): Klein is able to manipulate the memory of someone he is in physical contact with, most usually by putting his hand on their forehead for at least six seconds.

Mirage (Mind): A favored tactic, Klein has the ability to create illusions in a radius of ten feet around himself. He could disguise himself as a tree, or hide other people around him. Mirage can still be countered by thermal vision and High magic sense.

Character Traits:

Angel of Death: Klein is rather proficient with the weapons he has, as the majority of his magic are not truly offensive in nature. He's a duelist with his chainswords and a well trained shooter as well.

Mind of Darkness: As one who knows the dark more than most, Klein has no fear of things such as jumpscares, monstrous looking creatures; anything that appears to come from a nightmare. At best, he would have a neutral expression when faced with the most horrendous looking things in the universe.

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Short Bio: Klein Harris comes from a colony etched into the innards of Ceres, one of the largest asteroids in the asteroid belt of the Solar System. He was born into a rather poor mining family in the asteroid colony, the youngest of five children. They lived in the deepest parts of the massive rock that they were born in, and toiled day and night in the mining operations all over the asteroid belt as crewmen or pilots of the mining ships that sailed amongst the sea of rocks, extracting precious metals that only made the Ascendancy rich while they, the poor masses, remained small and weak. They have a terrible existence right unto this day.

Klein, however, was not destined to live in such terrible conditions; at the very least, he wasn't supposed to. He was quite intelligent academically, and when one of the more well off friends of his mother came in for a little visit all the way from Mars, she looked upon how the youngest child of these desperate asteroid miners got the highest grades in his class. At age 15, Klein was slated to be sent to Mars to attend a private school… and hopefully help get his family out of their terrible existence and end the undying cycle of poverty.

These dreams, however, would be shattered when men in masks and black grabbed him off the streets of Cerespont. He awoke strapped to a table, alien dust and other impossible substances being pumped into his body along with hundreds of other kids.

He was now a Star Marine, gifted with terrible powers of darkness and death. The Ascendancy then shoved him and his fellow young warriors into the fray of war against the alien coalition, breaking them for all time. Klein and his newfound allies would commit terrible atrocities and crimes of war; all under the orders of the institution that had no care for their welfare. They were just tools; tools to be used and discarded once they had no more worth.

The throes of battle would continue until the final confrontation in Proxima, where most of the Star Marines were captured. In the hour right before the battle, Klein fled, deserting the army in a desperate and foolhardy attempt to find his way back home.

Instead, what he would find was Crowley, and the vicious Squad 0. Some of them wished to kill him then and there, but Crowley overruled them, stating that his set of magic and skills would be very useful in being a mole. Under the threat of death, Klein Harris would be an unwitting pawn of Crowley, forced to do whatever the sadistic boy wishes in exchange for a safe passage back to the Asteroid Belt…

Theme Song: Vögel Im Käfig

[Kafka Komedy]

??? 'Jude' Styles

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Common Inventory

Omni-tool - A bog standard model in poor shape. Not integrated into Jude's cybernetics. Filled to the brim with music.

HF Gun-blade - A katana, with an integrated coil-gun system near the hilt with the barrel running up the blunt edge of the blade. The katana's blade can vibrate at incredibly high frequencies to increase cutting power.

Mono-molecular Whipsword - A second katana, this one made of a special magnetic metal that allows it to split into whip-like segments and extend along a monofilament wire when swung hard enough. All of its edges are honed to a single molecule edge.

Galactic Credits - A few thousand credits, digitally stored.

Spell List

^{Jude was given fewer spells than a standard marine. In-universe, this was because they spent more time being experimented on and less time practicing their magic than their peers. OOC, this was simply because I felt Jude's stronger robotic body gave them an upperhand that should be given a downside, like fewer spells.}

Stasis [Timespace] - For up to five seconds, Jude can freeze their own place in time and space, making them unable to be effected by any kind of force. However, they can not move or sense anything during this time, and it is quite taxing to use more than once in a short span.

Magnokinesis [World] - Jude has the ability to manipulate magnetic fields, most often used in conjunction with their whipblade to make it curve and move in odd ways, confounding opponents. It can be used on any other object, however. There is even enough magnetic material in them that they can fling themself, though it is incredibly tiring and hard to do.

Metal Molding [World] - Jude can make any metal they are currently within a foot of melt into a meldable liquid like mercury without altering its temperature. When in this state it can be manipulated like a tentacle as long as it stays close to Jude in one unbroken mass. Moving too far (or simply stopping the magic) has the metal reharden to its original solidity in whatever shape it was molded into. Like Magnokinesis, Jude can use this on their own metal body, though here it is no more taxing than usual, and is in fact the general way they use this ability.

Death Rattle [Mind] - Jude can let out a horrifying scream. Those with weak wills and low resistance to mind magics can be rendered immediately unconscious by hearing it, but stronger people will simply become light-headed, and feel it become harder to concentrate. The soundwave itself also has some kinetic force behind it, about as much as a strong breeze. This magic skill indiscriminately targets friend and foe.

Character Traits

Robotic Construction - Around 70% of Jude's body has been replaced with cybernetics. All four limbs, the face, a variety of organs and even part of the brain. While they are far hardier and a bit stronger than most sapient creatures without wearing any armor, they need routine recharging in addition to food to make sure they survive, and an EMP would severely hamper their ability to move and function.

Frontliner - Jude is used to putting their life at risk. With a heavily dulled sense of pain and robotic parts improving on their internal biology, they can push themselves harder, and for longer than the unmodified soldier ever could. They're used to wading into the big fights and putting their life in danger for little reason, so more intense missions are not an issue.

Empathetic - Despite their dour, edgy nature, Jude is deeply empathetic to others, able to see where they are coming from and understand why they might take those actions, even if they are unquestionably selfish or evil. They have come to terms with killing as a necessary evil sometimes, however.

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Biography: Jude had a profoundly normal life before their transformation, though they don't remember too much of it. They were the child of two loving parents, one of whom worked a simple office job, and the other quit hers to become a full time parent. They were an emotional child, very attached to their parents and slow to make friends, occasionally anxious or mopey. They were overall, a very unimportant person-- not easy to kidnap, not connected to any important families or rebellious parents. The reason for their particular selection was their biology.

Their profound normality extended to their genes as well. They were generic to a tee, and would prove the perfect testing grounds as to the limits of genetic alteration in addition to the Kaisoken dust tests. Jude was never far from at least one of their parents, so the details of how they were kidnapped are sketchy to them, considering what happened next.

Instead of a few experiments followed by a battery of abuse and humiliation, Jude was used over and over again as a lab rat, having limbs and organs exposed to high quantities of Kaisoken dust, Rau've-based drugs, serums and other trials pushing the limits of the scientific process. Often parts of their body would have to be amputated and replaced by cybernetic limbs, or kept in check through careful administration of a constant stream of drugs. Even their mind was fair game, and they've been left with permanent memory problems, unable to remember much of their life before the Star Marines program, or even what their gender was before everything that happened.

It was debated whether Jude would ever even see combat, but the Ascendancy were not one to let things go to waste, and many who worked with Jude were eager to see the robotic monstrosity they became die somewhere other than in front of them. They were given far less time to master their magical skills compared to fellow soldiers, but their metal skin proved a helpful asset, and their cybernetics were modified to become combat ready. They barely interacted with the other children, unsuited to doing so and having an appearance that generally warded off anyone in the mood to talk. They simply 'clocked in and clocked out' of the war, as much as they were able to.

While originally mistaken for some kind of android, Jude was afforded the mercy of the Rau've after their capture like all other Star Marines. They could not accept the Rau've's offer for a 'normal' life, however. All they knew was war, and deep down, they wanted to see their real parents again. They joined Moonstrike at its inception, but their withdrawn and flighty nature has meant they haven't seen many missions yet.

[The Man Emperor]

Name: Doruva Al’Kays-Aoshen (goes by Drayven Arken when shapeshifted)

Age: 96

Species: Kanarusian

Physical Description:

Original Form

In his original form, Doruva is 10 feet long and five feet tall.

Human form

When shapeshifted into a human, he takes on the form of a blond man with golden eyes. He is 5’11”, and has a strong build to reflect the strength he has in his original form.

Humanoid Kanarusian

When turned into the humanoid form of his race, he usually prefers to take on purple scales, retaining the golden eyes that his human form has. He has wings in this form, though it seems that he can’t fly with them.

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Important items:
- Omni-Tool
- Diary: Contains his notes. Don't touch it without permission. It's booby trapped.
- Money: Doruva has 500,000 credits, perhaps loaned by the House of Aoshen itself…
- Dragon's Breath Whiskey: If an ordinary human tried to drink it, they would die from alcohol poisoning.

Weapons:
- Stormclaw Gauntlets; a pair of gauntlets each outfitted with three retractable metal claws that crackle with electricity drawn from Doruva's magic. The gauntlets could be launched to act as grappling hooks to grab onto a target within twenty feet. It is highly effective against unarmored enemies.
- Equalizer Submachine Guns: A pair of fully automatic submachine guns (akin to the ancient Uzis of old Terra). They fire bolts of plasma, and their batteries are rechargeable.

Spell List:

Shapeshifting (Change): Doruva can shapeshift into any creature with equal or less mass than his original form. He cannot turn into something that is naturally magical, such as a Kaisoken or Zvevd.

Lightning Spike (World): Doruva can either breath out a stream of lightning (original form), or shoot it out of his hands (humanoid form). The strength and damage of the attack varies from a slight tickle into a destructive blast akin to an actual lightning strike, which scales with energy consumption.

Electromagnetic Pulse Burst (World): Doruva releases an electromagnetic pulse burst in a radius of 20 feet, damaging/disabling electronics within that area.

Lightning Mimicry (World/Change): Turns into a watermelon ball sized ball of electricity for up to five seconds at a time, shocking entities that get too close and avoiding non-magical attacks in that state. In this form, Doruva cannot move, and can be used every two minutes.

Electric Channeling (World): Doruva is able to absorb and harness electricity from outside sources, up to 2 megawatts.

Heart of the Tempest (World): Nurtures a ball of magic over twenty seconds, which upon activation is released into the sky and forms a storm 100 meters in diameter that drenches the area and reduces visibility. This spell is only usable on planetary environments with high levels of humidity. Unusable in any form that is not his original.

Character Traits:
Warrior of House Aoshen:Doruva is a skilled fighter, capable of fighting in any one of the three primary forms he takes. He has spent decades honing his magic, and decades more on his skills.

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Short Bio: Doruva hails from the Kanarusian House of Aoshen, the second most powerful of the factions within the Kanarusian Confederacy. He comes from a world of unspoiled natural beauty, at least until looks unto the seas and gazes upon the sprawling floating settlements that his kind had built.

Details are scant, as the Kanarusians had always been a secretive race, even from each other. However, is it known that ever since he started manifesting magic in his twenties, Doruva had been one of the more talented of the Kanarusian sorcerers, honing his magical skills for decades before the war against the Ascendancy. At an age of 60, Doruva was powerful enough to form a swirling storm, a hallmark of magical power for the Sahrkosi, who were well renowned for their mastery over the elements of lightning and water by their neighbours, such as the Five Feldraken Houses and the Kaisoken, who were fellow magical groups. Doruva himself would be a cloistered scholar for most of his life, occasionally inserting himself into the nations of other races with the aid of his shapeshifting in order to gather intelligence for his House. He had gone to numerous places and worlds, seen many deaths and births. He had friends in both low and high places, though only a few know of his true heritage.

Things become more interesting at the onset of the war against the Ascendancy. The Ascendancy and the Coalition went to war, unleashing a conflict unlike any other. At first, the Confederacy, being self absorbed, did not join, until several Houses joined with the Coalition out of fear of human encroachment. They would soon endure the consequences, with House Salakar being destroyed by the Ascendancy, every last scion and lord being felled by the human forces. This sparked the rest of the Confederacy to join in with vengeance in mind.

And there comes Doruva Al’Kays Aoshen, a warrior and scholar of House Aoshen. He was sent into war alongside the rest of the Coalition, fighting in several engagements as well as infiltrating the human forces. To his surprise, his last cover operation was thwarted by magical human children, who ended up wiping out most of Doruva’s team. Despite being nearly killed by them, he was intrigued at the ingenuity and lack of ethics that the humans displayed, injecting Kaisoken dust into children of all people.

Doruva survived the war, and after the truce, he’ll return home… only for the Lords of Aoshen to tell him to go to a certain rebellion, and aid them with the blessing of the Confederacy behind him...

Theme Song: Theme

[vietmyke]

Gabriel Rivera

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Name: Gabriel Asher Rivera-Aoshen
Age: 19
Physical Description:
Gabriel is a rather tall young man standing in at six feet flat in height. Gabriel is rather thin, with a wiry and lean build not unlike that of an athlete- or at least one used to running and regular physical exertion. While not the bursting at the seams with brawn, Gabriel is in good fighting shape, and his body is sinewy and lithe. His eyes are a bright, piercing green, and his hair is dyed white, contrasting his mocha skin. Large tattoos stretch across his body, lining his arm, chest, back and neck with a variety of designs, both human and Kanarusian in nature. A variety of scars also dot across various parts of his body, and his right arm has been replaced by a cybernetic replacement, covered with matte black armor plates.

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Important items:

• Earring - A Cross shaped earring made of red jade. Utterly mundane, but a memento of his mother.
• Omni-tool - A Confederacy built omni-tool. Smart lenses worn on the eyes, and an earpiece allow Gabriel to utilize it hands free.
• Galactic Credits - 50,000 Galactic Credits. Not his, but an allowance provided by House Aoshen to pay for necessities: food, weapons, armor, repairs, housing and the like. Remaining balance is expected to be returned.
• Cybernetic Arm - An advanced cybernetic limb built by House Aoshen, many magnitudes stronger and more durable than a standard human arm of comparable size. The wrist and shoulder joints can rotate a full 360 degrees, and the armor plating can open up to reveal built in weapons. Modular, and the hand or entire arm can be removed for easy maintenance.
• Fiber-Optic Reflexes - A secondary cybernetic nervous system installed parallel to Gabriel's spine, when activated enhances Gabriel's already formidable reaction speed and spatial awareness, allowing him to essentially view his surroundings in slow motion. Automatically activates during moments of extreme duress, and has a rather harsh come-down effects.
• Second Fang Clothes - Humanoid clothing created by House Aoshen for their small clan of human servants. Nothing groundbreaking, but comfortable, durable, lightweight and utilitarian. The durable weave of these clothes don't make them bulletproof, but provide impact resistance from common hazards like falls and other minor scrapes.

Weapons and Armor:

• Second Fang Thermal Blade - A military grade combat blade built by House Aoshen. A plasma heated blade provides it with additional cutting power, allowing it to melt though hardened armor with relative ease. A hardened edge allows it to be used without the thermal edge. Well balanced, and light enough to be used in a single hand, but most effective with two.
• Equalizer Submachinegun - A plasma machine pistol made by House Aoshen for military use. Capable of semiautomatic and fully automatic firing modes. Compact enough to be held and fired in a single hand. Fitted with a laser sight and suppressor.
• Cybernetic Arm - A combat cybernetic built by House Aoshen, provides enhanced strength and speed, and armor plating allows it to resist small arms fire. Comes with attachment points for a variety of weapons that can be changed out as necessary. These weapons are powered by rechargeable/replaceable energy cells.
  • Kinetic Knuckles - Effectively a set of built in knuckle dusters, these tungsten plated knuckles provide a basic punch with an extra wallop.
  • Drakenbreath - Built into the base of the palm is a plasma powered flamethrower. Capable of reaching ranges up to 20 feet, the plasma cell allows for 20 seconds worth of fire. As a result, Gabriel often utilizes short half second bursts of flame to augment his melee combat.
  • High Tension Cable - Deploying from the bottom of the wrist, Gabriel can fire up to 50 feet of high strength cable, topped by a spiked grappling hook. While capable of causing physical harm, the cable is primarily meant for utility purposes.
  • Thermal Armblade - Deploying from the top of the wrist is a foot long armblade. A plasma heated blade increases its cutting power.
• Second Fang 'Felwyrm' Combat Armor - Confederacy built combat armor meant for humanoid infiltrators. Worn underneath outer clothing layers, the Felwyrm set features a protective combat vest, hardened facemask, armguards and greaves rated for limited amounts of small arms fire. Thrusters built into the boots provide enhanced speed, jump height and distance, but not flight capabilities. Masking technology built into the back hide the wearer from infrared detection, but doesn't provide visual concealment.
• Infiltration Kit - A small case containing a variety of gear necessary for infiltration. Inlcudes things like a set of binoculars, magnetic climbing gloves, small knife, flashlight, multitool, lockpicks, electronic lock spoofer, miniature plasma cutting torch, smoke bombs, ball bearings, twine, wire, zip ties, candy and a collapsible crowbar.

Spell List: - Gabriel is currently incapable of using magic, instead relying on a combination of technology and his own personal abilities to keep up.

Character Traits:

• Second Fang of House Aoshen - A prestigious title given to the certain human servants of House Aoshen. Through rigorous training to impart combat prowess, steel discipline and resourcefulness, the Second Fangs serve as personal bodyguards to the members of House Aoshen. Gabriel specializes in close quarters combat, and is adept in both a melee and point shooting at close ranges.
• Kinesthetic Adept - Gabriel possesses a sense a spatial awareness, depth awareness and reaction time well above that of an average human.
• Infiltrator - Quick, deft, and good at getting into places he's not supposed to be, Gabriel is talented scout and saboteur.
• Strong RBF - Despite his resting scowl, Gabriel is about as well meaning and warm as they come. Somewhat reserved and a bit of a wallflower when dealing with others, Gabriel is rather soft spoken and isn't used to interacting with those outside of House Aoshen. Although quiet, Gabriel is neither meek nor timid, and holds a fierce loyalty to House Aoshen.

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Short Bio:

Vera Village & Second Fang Origins

Before Gabriel was born, his people came from a group of family run merchant vessels. A part of a small fleet of family run trade ships, these merchant vessels were part trader, part nomad, and generations of traders and travelers were born and died on these ships. Gabriel probably would've grown up to be a trader like his parents, trading goods between Ascendancy and Alien worlds, as a subsidiary to one of the Windsor Autonomous Fleets many trading companies.

However, not everything was meant to last, and the small trading fleet were attacked by a group of pirates, eager to plunder what was more or less a helpless convoy of ships far from any Ascendancy defenders. After a short fight, resulting in the loss of a third of the fleet's ships, the nomad traders fled, crash warping in various directions to avoid capture and destruction.

The several of the trading fleet's ships were ejected into what is now known as Kanarusii space, chased after by several pirate ships. With their ships crippled and unarmed, the pirates swooped in for the take, but were thwarted by the appearance of Kanarusii defenders from House Aoshen, who quickly destroyed the attacking pirates. With their ships effectively dead in space, and with no real idea where they were, the remaining survivors of the trade fleet were effectively doomed. Seeing their current predicament, with much reluctance and grumbling from several, the Kanarusii of House Aoshen brought the survivors to one of the more secluded colonies along the edge of Kanarusii space.

Closely watched and supervised by the Kanarusii, the survivors of the trading fleet formed the small village of 'Vera', named after one of the surviving ships and effectively became indentured servants of House Aoshen. While there were some growing pains, the human residents of Vera were eventually integrated into House Aoshen, their small size and ability to learn and use technology proving convenient to perform work the Kanarusii couldn't as easily do due to their larger size. The citizens of Vera also served as a jumping point for the Kanarusii to begin their infiltration of human societies.

As their service to the Kanarusii of House Aoshen continued, several humans were picked out for their physical abilities and temperament, and were trained and forged into the Second Fangs, an elite warrior caste of humans dedicated to serving and protecting the interests of House Aoshen above all else. To be chosen to join the ranks of the Second Fangs is considered an honor in the village of Vera, and it has become tradition for every child upon turning 10 to be presented to a representative of House Aoshen for consideration. Those that are selected undergo vigorous training to impart physical strength, spiritual and mental discipline.

Gabriel was born in the village of Vera, a small, but technologically advanced farming community on the edges of Kanarusii territory. A second generation child born in the village, Gabriel didn't have any direct memory of how Vera came to be, but grew up on stories and tales of the dragonlike Kanarusii and how they rescued the people of Vera from sure destruction. Gabriel's childhood was simple and safe- if a bit boring, and spent most of his younger years running around with other children, and watching the occasional Kanarusii visit their village.

When Gabriel turned 10, he was one of the few children from the village selected to become a Second Fang. The Kanarusii of House Aoshen took Gabriel and a few other children to a world closer to the core of Kanarusii space, where they underwent training for the next several years, with a week every other month provided to return home to rest and visit family. While never the strongest or the fastest among his training group, Gabriel made a name for himself as one of the most resourceful candidates.

When the war with the Ascendancy started, and House Salakar was wiped out, Gabriel was shocked, and amongst one of the first to renounce his humanity and begged for a chance to fight back. However, since he was still young and in training, he was denied as the first Kanarusii war parties set out. Steeling his resolve, Gabriel put his all into training, and quickly caught the eye of several House Aoshen trainers. When a training accident more or less rendered his right arm useless, several members of House Aoshen sponsored his treatment and replaced his arm with an advanced cybernetic as a reward for his dedication to their cause.

The war ended before Gabriel had a chance to fight- just after he completed his training. The horrors of what the Ascendancy had done were appalling, and only served to vindicate his anger. All was not lost however, Gabriel's chance would come as the Lords of Aoshen hand picked him and a select few others to join a certain rebellion. Tasked with protecting the members and interests of House Aoshen, Gabriel left home, ready to prove that the trust given to him was not misplaced.

[Sylvan]

^{Image Credit: dashinvaine}

Name: Melinae Vandris

Age: 36

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Important items:

• Group Photo - A photo of a group of young children, between 8 and 14. The back has the names of the children written on it, including Melinae and Alexander.
• Diplomatic Bioware Suite - This Biotechnic suite is actually a number of different implants meant to enhance the diplomats abilities beyond that of an unaugmented human, primarily the Mental Reactive Shield and Silver Tongue implants.
• Omni-Tool - Her omni-tool is a diplomatic model, which primarily boils down to a few extra switches and ports, and strong encryption and security software. It otherwise functions as a normal omni-tool.
• $$$ - 120,000 Credits that she appropriated from the discretionary fund when she went rogue.

Weapons:

• Holdout Pistol w/ Concealed Holster - A small laser pistol meant to give diplomats and other dignitaries a measure of protection and peace of mind when going into dangerous areas. More than once, these pistols have given would-be assassins and kidnappers a nasty surprise.
• Diplomatic Corps Protective Uniform - This fancy, protective formalwear is provided to all Ascendancy diplomats to help protect them from surprise attacks, and to keep them alive long enough to reach safety in the event of a firefight or similar event. The control circuitry is mounted within the outfit, at the small of the back.

Character Traits:

• Mental Reactive Shield - A small biotech implantable device that attaches at the base of the brainstem and connects to a series of emitters implanted along the skull, the MRS deploys a magic-interrupting shield that counteracts any mental magic affecting the users brain on an automatic trigger. When triggered by any magic affecting the owners brain, the device activates the emitters, interrupting the magical effects but also disabling any other biotech enhancements the user has unless they are properly shielded, although due expense only biotech that is essential to life is ever shielded. This implant has a code switch that the user can use to deactivate the device, involving an 8-digit randomized alphanumeric code that they must mentally repeat 3 times. This is not common knowledge outside of the Diplomatic Corps and their superiors.
• Silver Tongue - This implant is actually a set of small implants throughout the body that works as one concerted whole. It includes a language library carrying the most common languages she might encounter, alongside a pheromone generator designed to enhance trust in the user and a modification to her vocal cords that cause her voice to have subsonic elements that can be used to invoke a variety of emotions or feelings. The pheromones are light but passive, and the subsonic elements are only active when she can focus on them, and they can falter discordantly if concentration is broken.
• Socialite - Melinae grew up among the upper crust of the Ascendancy, and spent her entire life navigating its social circles. This has lead her to be very skilled in social situations, and at reading the subtleties of a persons tone, inflection, facial expressions and body language.
• Diplomat - Through her training, and her experience working on the Treaty that ended the war, Melinae is skilled at negotiations and contracts, and at convincing people to think like her or do what she wants them too.

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Short Bio: Melinae was born into an upper-class family on Earth in the year 2440, and grew up learning the ins and outs of the political and social battlefield. Especially, though, she grew up empathetic. This showed itself throughout her life, helping her make more friends than enemies, and helping her to befriend those who were difficult to reach. This, in fact, led to her being close to a young child by the name of Alexander, a rare genius who was two years younger than her, but 20 years smarter. She was 8 at the time, and on the older side of their small group of friends, but they bonded quick and hard, and when her parents sent Melinae to a boarding school at the age of 12, they stayed in touch, and kept their friendship going even after he joined the Grand Military Academy. At the boarding school, she improved and refined her social and political prowess, and as she neared graduation she decided to pursue her degree and enter the diplomatic corps of the Ascendancy of Man.

After working her way to being a full Diplomat, she was sent as one of the Ascendancys representatives to the Rau've Empire at the age of 25. However, unbeknownst to her, her time spent there spelled the beginning of the end of her loyalty to the Ascendancy. In this time, she earned the trust and respect of both her superiors, and the Rau've she and the rest of the team interacted with. Almost 5 years later, when the Ascendancy attacked the Alien Coalition, Melinae decided to stay on the Rau've Capitol Planet, relocating with the government when the planet was bombarded, to "try and pave the way for peace, if the Ascendancy comes to its senses before destroying itself." By this time, she had already been disillusioned, but wanted to try and save as many innocent human lives as possible by speaking to the Rau've on the citizens behalf. This gambit seems to have paid off, as after the Battle of Proxima she works closely with Alexander Kherol on the Treaty of Proxima, ending the war.

This close contact also put her in a position where she couldn't not find out the secret of the Star Marines, how they were made and treated. With this knowledge cementing her views on the Ascendancy government, and the President for Life in particular, she made up her mind. After sending a final letter to Kherol, she vanished into Rau've society, defecting to the freshly formed Moonstrike.

Theme Song: TBA

[Senhara]

Name: Nirrti

Age: 8 Years Since Construction

Weight: 1200 lbs (without equipment)

Physical Description: Nirrti is a 10 foot tall combat mech, designed for heavy infantry combat. The chassis of the bipedal mech is clad entirely in armor, the head affixed to the neck, with no moving parts, and serving as a sensor hub for situational awareness, with an antenna sticking above the left side of the head for networked communications.

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Weapons: Nirrti's weapon loadout is not fixed, being able to utilize most handheld weaponry, including heavy weapons such as HMGs with ease. She, however, utilizes an assault rifle if no one equips her with any weapons. In case of lack of weaponry, she can also use her chassis for combat, capable of bending and ripping away metals and some kinds of armor.

Character Traits:

AI Awareness: Being an AI, Nirrti can respond to something new faster than humans can.

Machine Strength: While not as strong as industrial grade equipment, Nirrti is capable of impressive physical feats.

Connectivity Suite: Thanks to Nirrti's antenna, she can interface with networked machines on a wireless network or various other things, so long as the system isn't too hardened. This poses some risk to vulnerability from cyber warfare suites when connected, however.

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Short Bio: Constructed by a now defunct PMC by the name of Wetware Defenses, the ownership of Nirrti has been passed by many hands, usually bloody hands. Being tasked to do things she was never designed to, and reprogrammed by many hands, her personality isn't exactly the most stable thing. Her current programming serves as a form of Battle AI, representing a supposedly living being of choice in personality, and surpassing them in skill. Considering her current personality isn't steady, it's safe to assume that she is now based around a concept rather than a person.

Originally developed to serve Wetware, her combat capabilities lead to many pirate gangs sending her to assassinate targets, with shifting hands, she attacked targets on all sides. Recently, though, Nirrti has developed her own "free will", capable of rejecting orders, she wandered through many junk yards and salvage stations to find an honorable group she could serve.

Through her travels she has been assaulted by her former owners, who sought to retrieve her for their own usage once more. She didn't hesitate to eradicate them when she found the opportunity to. Having discovered Moonstrike's existence, Nirrti had asked to join, amazingly, the probably insane AI had made the mark and got in. However, Nirrti ended up being transferred to Natasha's team, only time will tell how she'll react to these people. Boarding a ship awaiting transfer, she had entered an idle state, waiting a bit too long to wake up.

Theme Song:

[Smike]

Ki'Tlex and their "Family"

Name: Ki'Tlex, Queen Anne's Revenge and Kottle.

Age: Ki'Tlex is 4,647 years old going by the standard calendar, Queen Anne is a comparatively juvenile 16 while Kottle is an infant at 14.

Physical Description:
Ki'Tlex and Kottle are fairly standard examples of their species. Ki stands at seven feet and six inches and has the lean, muscular build common to their kind. They have a total of six limbs although their second pair of arms tends to remain folded behind their back and thus hard to notice under the loose robes they wear. While Ki's skin is naturally a pale red they decorate their face with triangles of yellow powder.

Kottle's skin is a dusty gray in tone, the dull color accented by the same yellow triangles their adoptive guardian wears. As opposed to the light desert clothing Ki wears Kottle is usually swaddled tightly in fabric and carried in a basket on their guardian's back.

Queen Anne's Revenge is the odd one out in their 'family'. Her chassis resembles a massive human warrior in armor, coming in at exactly twelve feet tall with optical sensors designed to glow red for intimidation purposes. Parts of her body have been constructed of perfect electrum to allow for spell casting but most of her is simply hardened alloy designed to withstand extreme temperatures, the void of space, and of course extended combat.

Much of her torso is hollow so that Ki and even Kottle if necessary can sit inside, protecting them from harm or allowing the whole group to spend time outside the safety of a ship provided there is an oxygen supply handy.
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Important items:

Gear

Binoculars: Up to x75 zoom and the ability to switch between standard, night and thermal vision. Ki'Tlex uses them to scout locations and mark targets for Queen Anne to take out with a shotgun blast.
Cutter: A plasma cutter for slicing into ships, cells, vaults and anywhere else that holds valuables. Small enough for Ki to manage it on their own while Queen Anne can operate it with a single hand.
Custom Omni-Tool: Lots of parts stripped from stolen decks and formed into a compact but powerful device. Used for reprogramming systems as well as mundane communication and surfing.
Void Suit: Allows Ki'Tlex to be outside the ship without having to hunker down inside Queen Anne. Usually used for making repairs.
Tools: Everything one could need for getting pieces of tech to work. From wrenches to wire strippers to power regulators, all store neatly in a big metal box.
Credits: 102,456 of them.

Weapons:

Ki'Tlex

Avalon C9 Plasma Pistols: Four of them, one for each hand. Fires agitated energy blasts that clock in at temperatures higher than most stars.

"The Long Walk": A coilgun that Ki pulled out of Kel sands and fixed up. Capable of killing from a mile out when the conditions are right, assuming the shooter is capable.

Kel'ta Axes: The monomolecular edged hand ax plays an important role in the Kel'ta culture. Used for chopping firewood, preparing game, finding purchase while climbing and of course self-defense.

Queen Anne

S12 "Super" Shotgun: The standard S11 shotgun upscaled from twelve gauge to two, constructed from spaceship grade materials and oversized to be wielded by a twelve foot tall mech. While perfectly capable of firing "standard" half-pound shells of slug or buckshot it was designed with specialty ammunition in mind. Incendiary and plasma shells can clear hallways with ease while explosive rounds turn the S12 into an effective mortar.

"Legbiter" pattern Bayonet: A three foot vibrosword strapped to the end of a giant shotgun.

Kottle

Being Adorable: It's a baby.

Spell List:

Spells

-Close Circuit (Mind Magic): Queen Anne locks down her and Ki'Tlex's minds so that they form a perfect mental loop. The strengthened bond then boosts her reflexes to an even higher point. The downsides of this spell are that it can only be cast when the pair is in close proximity to one another and that Ki's body becomes entirely unresponsive as their brain is dedicated to serving as additional processing power for Queen Anne. This spell has a disorientating effect on the organic component and extended periods of use can cause intense dizziness and nausea upon waking up

-Error Code (Mind Magic): Queen Anne focuses on a target and blasts their mental defenses with a stream of information. Hitting the victims brain with condensed junk data can cause them to suffer vertigo, burst blood vessels or even suffer a stroke if they are particularly susceptible.

-Firewall (Mind Magic): A two-stage spell that lays dormant. Upon an attempted intrusion through Mind Magic or mundane hacking Queen Anne automatically locks all information behind advanced infohazards. Attempting to push through these locks the intruder into a sustained version of the Error Code spell. The second stage simply identifies the source of the intrusion so that it can be dealt with. Due to the nature of their mental link this spell activated when Ki'Tlex is targeted as well.

-Hover (World Magic): Grants the robot the ability to move in three dimensions irrespective of its weight. Extremely useful when operating in the void.

-Magnetize (World Magic): Not technically an accurate name. Queen Anne simply forms an adhesive contact between a portion of her body (usually her boots) and a surface that can hold her weight (such as a space vessel). This allows her to focus on a task without having to watch her footing.

Ward (High Magic): Queen Anne wards herself from danger, forming a shield that deflects spells and attacks. This is a limited use ability in that using it takes a toll on her. The more damage the shield soaks up the more energy is drained from her system. Overuse can see Anne automatically shut down until some time is given for her to recharge.

Character Traits:

Ki'Tlex

-Longview: Ki is an avid student of history. Their knowledge of galactic affairs and the long life they've lived means that they tend to see most struggles as not being particularly important in the long run. After all, why bother toppling one empire when another will simply take its place and inevitably commit the same sins? This can come off as pessimism but is actually dry amusement at the tendency of shorter lived species to work themselves up over nothing.
-Raider: Sure they have a rifle but Ki is a equipped with claws that were designed to dig into stone, natural speed and endurance for running down prey and four limbs that can bend metal bars. Close-quarters combat is their forte, mixing natural abilities with millennia of experience with their axes, pistols and bare hands.
-Mechanically Minded: If it was working once they can probably make it work again. Ki is a talented mechanic and programmer, repairing and refitting equipment ranging from coffee makers to battle-ready mechs and starships.
-Scavenger: There is nothing wrong with eating the dead of other intelligent species in their eyes. Ki is carnivorous and meat can be hard to come by in space.
Linked: Shared with Queen Anne. The synchronization of their minds allows Ki'Tlex and Queen Anne to see and hear from each other's perspectives and communicate with each other telepathically. This also means that they share bodies. If both parties consent they can trade off who controls the machine and who pilots the living organism.

Queen Anne's Revenge

-Childlike Wonder: A side effect of the modifications to her AI after being stolen by the crew of the Razor's Edge. Queen Anne just wants to explore the universe around her and ask the many different squishy fleshlings all sorts of questions! Sometimes she has to shoot, smash or stab them instead but that's just life.
-Devoted: The bond she has with Ki makes Queen Anne a dedicated protector. She loves her pilot even if they're a little taciturn and does what they tell her without fail.
-Advanced Intelligence: Capable of processing information in an instant and reacting to situations faster than humans can.
Linked: Shared with Ki'Tlex. The synchronization of their minds allows Ki'Tlex and Queen Anne to see and hear from each other's perspectives and communicate with each other telepathically. This also means that they share bodies. If both parties consent they can trade off who controls the machine and who pilots the living organism.

Kottle

-Helpless: Kottle is totally dependent on their guardian for everything. Washing up, keeping warm and moving from one place to another with any semblance of speed is all facilitated by Ki. Even the food Kottle eats is thrown up from Ki's stomach.
-Screamer: Hungry? Scream. Tired? Scream. Just want to let people know that you're still alive? Scream. Kel'ta infants communicate in only one way and it can become very annoying very quickly.

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Short Bio: Ki'Tlex does not speak about their previous lives. They happened, there had been great triumphs and devastating losses, but they are no longer relevant in any way. Their current existence began roughly three hundred years ago, before the Galactic Bazaar was even conceived of. A livelihood based on scavenging from the ruins of the Forebears and making what they found functional again. Vehicles, weapons, mechanical curiosities and medical equipment, anything that could be traded for luxuries or access to one of the all important oases, all of it passed through their hands at one point or another.

As one of the minority of Kel'ta who lived alone Ki was always at risk. Plenty of predators lived in the dunes or high up on the crags from the standard bandit to the ferocious Sand Stalker. Any wasteland wanderer had to become adept at avoiding threats but eventually the inevitable happened. Ki was ambushed in their camp by raiders looking for easy wealth. The defenses they had set up were enough to drive the enemy off but by the end of the engagement Ki'Tlex had been badly injured. Far from any of the clans and without adequate medicine Ki'Tlex accepted the fact that they would be permanently dead in a few days time and resolved to pass on peacefully.

But it was not to be. On the third day delirium had begun to set in, the betrayal by their senses causing Ki to believe that the craft they saw landing in the distance to be merely a hallucination. Instead it was a damaged pirate vessel called the Razor's Edge whose crew needed a place to rest and repair. A Kel'ta couple was among the outlaws and had suggested their planet of origin as a safe place to recuperate. It was they who rescued Ki and pressed them into service.

Their mechanical skill was put to work immediately, the damaged engines hammered back into functionality. Having proved useful they were simply made part of the crew. When not struggling to keep the miserable rust bucket flying they took part in raids, their natural speed a valuable assets in boarding actions. They took to the butcher and bolt tactics used by pirates well, sprinting down tight hallways while laying down fire with whatever weapons they could get their four hands on.

The decades passed and the crew took on new members to replace those that died or retired. The couple was friendly enough that Ki spent much of their free time with them, enjoying the chance to communicate in their native. All the while the Razor made a mess in the void of space, attacking anyone that had anything of value. Pirates came and went and eventually a child was born which brought the number of Kel'ta up to four and the crew kept on the move.

It was during a raid on an Ascendancy armory ship that Ki met Queen Anne. Instead of a few rifles to sell on the black market the Razor's Edge pulled out Unit C-104, a prototype mech designed for operations in extreme environments or the void of space. Ki'Tlex took an interest in the bot and worked on making it more suited to piracy before daring to turn it on. This took quite a while. The highly aggressive personality matrix had to be reversed so that it would be friendly upon waking up and imprint to whoever synced with it not to mention the killcodes and contingencies that had to be carefully subverted or simply deleted.

The gamble paid off. Named "Queen Anne's Revenge" by a human crewmate, she ended up syncing with the one responsible for waking her up. Adjusting to the body sharing took time but was manageable, Ki chafing as their independence was intruded upon but simply bearing it because the benefits were obvious. Queen Anne was not just strong and smart but magically capable as well thanks to the Kaisoken dust-infused emitter she was equipped with.

It was another decade and a half before the Razor was nearly put out of commission. An ill-advised fight with an Ascendancy vessel saw the loss of more than half the Razor's crew and little in the way of spoils to pick from the wreckage of their enemy. Too damaged to perform jumps the Razor's Edge limped through realspace in search of safe harbor. The surviving member of the Kel'ta couple was mortally wounded and passed their child off to Ki to take care of.

Unable to refuse due to the life debt they owed Ki took Queen Anne and their new charge and left the diminished band. Raising a child they neither wanted nor really cared for was a difficult prospect but one honor demanded they fulfill. Luckily there was no shortage of work for a pirate-tech genius. When there were no computers to repair there was the ships they were installed in, the immeasurable vastness of space wide open for the plundering.

Moonstrike's ideological goals meant nothing but their methods were familiar. The Ascendancy is a rich target and piracy cloaked in self-righteousness is still piracy.

[Senhara]

Allaine

Name: Allaine

Age: 6 Years Since Construction (22 visibly)

Physical Description: Standing at 5'6", Allaine features long brown hair and soft blue eyes, though any component of her appearance can be easily changed. Normally, she wears a long grey hoodie, burgundy shirt, and a pair of deep blue jeans. On the exterior, Allaine looks exactly like a human and reacts as one would expect, such as her chest rising and falling as she "breathes".

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Important items:

3 million credits (stolen) - 3 million credits on hand that was gained from years of successful bounty hunting, all stolen by pirates.

Monomolecular dagger - A monomolecular dagger with a snake flicking it's tongue engraved on the hilt, a similar design found on it's sheath, this weapon belonging to her sister unit. While useful in battle, Allaine avoids using this one, preferring her own blade.

Locket - A small locket of gold worn around Allaine's necklace, containing a physical photo of her and her sister unit. This photo was taken during her last long term assassination mission.

EVA suit - An external suit designed for space activities, with microthrusters for movement, and electromagnets in the feet, palm, and fingertips. There is no room for an oxygen tank nor a port for an oxygen tank.

Omnitool - A standard omnitool someone like a mercenary could get their hands on, however with dedicated surveillance modules to assist with surveillance related tasks in the field.

Weapons:

Monomolecular dagger - A monomolecular dagger with a snake exposing it's fangs engraved on the hilt, a similar design found on the sheath. This blade is Allaine's personal blade.

Coilgun pistol - A relatively simple coilgun pistol, nothing special here.

Coilgun DMR - This gun is semi auto and fires a larger round compared to an assault rifle. Featuring a low impulse recoil system integrated into the coil system, this gun is quite stable in usage.

Spell List:

Suppress Presence (High) - Similar to that of a Suppress Aura spell, this spell can hide Allaine's magical presence, though no one else's. This spell can be used in conjunction with Hunter's Shade, a maximum of 30 seconds per cast, and some time is needed to cast again.

Hunter's Shade (World) - Capable of granting Allaine and only Allaine a temporary invisibility and sound suppression field, with a maximum of 30 seconds per cast, and some time is needed to cast again. This spell can be used in conjunction with Suppress Presence.

Precision Hand (World) - A lightweight telekinesis spell. While incapable of lifting anything over 70 lbs, she can still push or yank an object. Unlike other Telekinesis spells, this one is intended for fine manipulation of objects, such as switching the safety on an opponent's gun, ripping it out of their hand, or throwing a sharp object at them. To cast the spell, an initial surge of mana is required, though as she puts effort into moving an object it begins to drain mana, same for lengthy object interaction. Attempting to use this spell while other spells are active results in the other spells being cancelled.

Character Traits:

Machine Reactions - Being an AI, Allaine is capable of comprehending information and reacting to it faster than a human, and with better responses in high stress environments.

Enhanced Strength - Allaine is somewhat physically stronger than even very strong humans, though she cannot match power armor or dedicated combat machines.

CQC Mastery - Allaine knows an impressive amount of CQC and can apply it, combined with her reaction speed and strength, this makes her devastating and fast up close.

Enhanced Hearing - Being designed for long term assassination missions, Allaine is quite good at picking out what someone says, even in noisy environments, though this can be felled with similar voices speaking or the words being absolutely unintelligible, say, they're behind a thick wall.

Enhanced Vision - Allaine's visual systems are quite good, featuring a 20x mechanical zoom per eye, though is uncomfortable with anything more than 5x zoom.

Advanced Weapon Training - Allaine is trained for pistol, DMR, and sniper usage, and is very good at it. While she can utilize other weapons, only the aforementioned weapons she's talented at using, allowing her to use them effectively in high intensity situations, with the exception of snipers.

Nanobots - Allaine is equipped with self repair nanobots, as long as she has the necessary materials, she can repair any part of herself, though some components are better off replaced than repaired. Repairs can take anywhere from a few minutes to a few hours.

No Interfacing - Due to Allaine's lack of a radio unit, she is incapable of directly interfacing with any system short of dismantling herself and connecting herself physically, this slows down the amount of information she can learn from her omnitool and other sources.

Armor - Simple internal armor that protects against weaker weapons, like small coilgun pistols.

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Short Bio:

Originally developed by the Ascendancy to do frankly what would be a waste of resources for any human to do, Allaine was constructed as a pair of sister androids for long term assassination missions, though would simply be called AA1 and AA2, the former being Allaine.

For each mission, they both were programmed with a personality that would appeal to the target, spending weeks or months to kill each target. After every mission, the memories of what happened on them were wiped, few select details being chosen to stay, personalities reset. The androids were no more than means to snuff out rebels, or those who planned to harm the Ascendancy.

The risks they made when constructing these androids was accounted for, some would say they had too much freedom and too much of a personality. They could rebel, the Ascendancy knew well that could happen. Aboard each of the androids, hardcoded systems existed to establish control if they did try to rebel. At any moment, the overseer of their missions could take control of the androids, or remotely wipe their personality and memories.

Each mission was a success, they could hide among humans, and could take them out where it would be hard for an actual Ascendancy member to do so. AA1 and AA2 had different magical abilities and physical capabilities, usually AA1 ended up being the executioner, and AA2 ended up breaching systems. Sometimes they worked with other people, but most of the time they only had each other.

A few years into their service, they ended up on their longest assassination mission, coincidentally it was their last. Their objectives were to steal Ascendancy tech which was stolen by a merc group. Not their intended purpose, but they could do it. Midway into the mission, AA2 was discovered to be an Ascendancy android, and the mission parameters were updated. Instead of reclaiming, Allaine was tasked with completely destroying all captured tech, this includes AA2.

While Allaine had destroyed the stolen tech, she had refused to destroy her sister, and as such her overseer took remote control and finished the job for her, with her still aware. Immediately afterwards, Allaine had dropped off the network before the kill code could be sent, and attempts to find her had failed.

A few months later, whispers of her presence came up here and there, as a completely different person. A bounty hunter, she had become. Over the years, her effectiveness grew, building an information network to assist her in the job. A few pirates here, a couple of murderous bastards there, she had found a nice corner of the universe where she could put her skills to use and gain a pretty penny as well, though she would not remember her past in full detail, some memories hidden or gone from herself.

Very recently, when she was out on a job to bring in another criminal, she was unaware that a pirate gang had infiltrated her temporary hideout and stolen all of her earnings she hadn't used, scrounging up useful information from her information networks too. As such, she has dedicated herself to hunting these pirates down and taking back what they stole.

[Villamvihar]

Shineyd

Name: Shineyd

Age: 18

Physical Description:

Equipment

Important items:

Fake I.D.

Mercenary License

Weapons:

SRN-33 Rail Pistol - A high-powered pistol with a magazine of eleven shots, the SRN-33 and its rounds are specifically made to maim enemy soldiers if they survive the initial impact.

SRN-82 Rail Assault Rifle - A weapon that is as tough as its owner, the SRN-82 is famous for its relatively simple construction, which makes it able to survive even rough environments. Otherwise, it is quite standard as far as assault rifles go.

Mauler Gauntlets - Shineyd's specialised melee weapon, which is a series of short, serrated knives built into an armoured glove. It eviscerates naked flesh, but struggles against most forms of personal protection.

Spells

Spell List:

Listed as Name | Disciple | Keywords

Hydra's Body | Change | Passive, Regeneration, Self: The spell that is Shinyed most known for, Hydra's Body can not be cast or toggled at will, as it is a constantly active regardless of circumstance. This is not surprising given its sole purpose: the preservation of her bodily integrity at all costs. No matter how grievous – or insignificant - a wound is, Hydra's body ensures that is heals in a matter of seconds at most.

Of course, the greater the injury, the more magical energy it drains from her reserves. Furthermore, the spell does not prevent her from feeling pain and she experiences both the pain of the injury and the pain of healing at the same time, condensed into as much time as it takes for her to recover. Regardless of the agony it causes, the spell is a potent tool in Shineyd's arsenal, as it gives her a physique capable of withstanding heavy firepower. Needless to say, this can be quite demoralising to her opponents.

Maws of Charybdis | Change | Instantaneous, Offensive, Area: A dedicated offensive spell, Maws of Charybdis affects a sphere of roughly four metres in diameter around Shineyd. When cast, it rips apart all nearby material on the molecular level and anything that survives the onslaught will have teeth marks left over the surface which contacted sphere. These marks appear as though a massive, fang-filled jaw had taken a bite out of the object. Needless to say, this spell is highly effective against most targets, but it can not effect anything protected by High Magic barriers.

The Chimera Lives Again | Change | Duration, Combat, Self: This spell creates a sphere of roughly four metres in diameter, harvesting all available material in the area at a steady speed. This material is then transformed into a grotesque alloy of flesh and metal, which is grafted onto Shineyd's body as ablative plating. She can control the speed of the harvest and move the sphere at will; a quicker harvest means a greater toll on her magical reserves. Likewise, moving the area also costs her, but not as much as recasting the spell.

The Chimera Moves Again | World | Duration, Combat, Tactile: After Shineyd has gathered enough material for her purposes, she may use this spell to control and shift it as long as she can maintain this spell and the following conditions are met:
1.) She is in direct contact with the material.
2.) The material has been gathered and shaped using The Chimera Lives Again.
3.) The material has not been affected by other spells before she has cast The Chimera Moves Again.
The third condition applies to all spells, not just those which would control the material. For example, in case of a fireball, Shineyd would not be able to control the molecules which have been excited or carbonised by the spell's heat. She can bypass this limitation by casting this spell again.

The Chimera Feeds Again | Change | Duration, Support, Area: This spell creates a sphere of roughly four metres in diameter, in which all available material is converted into magical energies at a steady speed. Unlike her other spells, Shineyd can not control the speed at which this conversion occurs and while the spell nets more energy than it consumes, it is by no means free. Converting the mundane into the magical is an incredibly taxing process which leaves Shiney utterly exhausted after a few minutes at most.

Charon Spits on Your Coin | Underworld | Ritual, Immortality, Self: Using an elaborate ritual that takes several minutes, Shineyd can ensure that her life will not be extinguished when she takes fatal damage... but the same does not go for her consciousness or her vital functions. Should she be mortally wounded, she will eventually or instantly collapse on the spot, depending on the severity of the injury.

This spell also ensures that her Hydra's Body remains active in her dormant state, restoring her to full functionality over time. This can take from anywhere between a few seconds to several weeks or months depending on the damage, as Shineyd's regeneration slows down to the degree that it will not overwhelm her natural accumulation of magic. As recasting the spell takes time and focus, Shineyd is very much capable of dying straight after her resurrection.

Traits

Character Traits:

Raised as a Weapon: Intended as a tool to fight against humanity's enemies from the very start, it is no surprise that Shineyd has acquired the skills of a trained soldier. She has a good grasp of tactics, a decent amount of experience with weapons and how her abilities may be applied to combat situations. While lacking actual combat experience, her knowledge and drill is more in-depth than a standard Star Soldier's. Unfortunately, this does come at a price...

A Few Screws Loose: Being raised to inflict violence from the start of her life, it is little surprise that Shineyd feels little guilt about murder or inflicting tremendous amounts of pain. Her moral compass is definitely not in the right place and she does not hesitate to place her allies in danger if it could mean victory. Her ruthless, never-back-down attitude can also be disturbing to see on both sides of the fence. Combine this with her lack of respect for boundaries and you get a tool of terror who seizes all available opportunities for victory.

History and Other

Short Bio:

The thirst for knowledge and power of certain individuals is truly impossible to sate. The Ascendancy of Man is the very embodiment of this idiom, with the people who created Shineyd being yet another. Scientists and military men with a grand vision, they threw aside petty things such as ethics or decency when it came to their experiments as they united under one name: Medusa's Head. A very fitting moniker indeed, as most people who dare to look at their experiment logs freeze as though they have turned to stone. But for them? Atrocities are merely a step forward in the name of science.

It is also for this very same reason they took part in the Ascendancy's war machine even before the Alien Coalition War started. As one of the key figures in humanity's experiments with Kaisoken dust, they have long wondered what it would be like if they tried to create a person from the ground-up and mold them to their purposes, so they were all too happy to receive the Ascendancy's call for the creation of so-called Star Soldiers.

Their vision for the project involved the creation of human beings tailor-made for war. Birthed in artificial wombs, using the latest genetic engineering technologies, grown under careful supervision, the project could only succeed - or at least so did Medusa's Head think, until they realised that the creation of a human being is not as easy as it sounds. Most of their experiments failed, with only six children making it past the first few months.

The organisation nevertheless pat itself on the back before it started on the next step: separating the wheat from the chaff. They started teaching the children violence, war and conflict as early as possible, instilling in them obedience along with a disregard for life. As the project proceeded, the Ascendancy saw its promise, thus it lent Medusa's Head several drill sergeants to build upon the already strong foundation. But soon, the days of plenty would come to an end.

Because while the eruption of the Alien Coalition War came with plenty of grants and opportunities, the children started behaving in an unexpected manner. The scientists thought they removed the genetics responsible for rebellion and questioning authority figures, but it became increasingly clear that they failed. While the drills kept going well, the children became more questioning and violent in nature, especially towards each other. They started to see their comrades as competition, with violent outbursts becoming commonplace. Two of them even killed each other in plain view of the staff.

This was not quite the result the Ascendancy wished for. Though not a complete failure, the project recieved less funding as more viable alternatives emerged and the Alien Coalition war started up. Less funding naturally meant less resources and so the scientists actually started to encourage competition between the children so as to produce the greatest results. By the end of the War and the training procedures, only Shineyd remained alive from this batch of artificial humans. An individual who proved thoroughly loyal even in the toughest circumstances, the scientist concluded she would be the proof they needed to restore their original founding. After all, Shineyd could not rebel, right?

Wrong.

As it turna out, Shineyd spent a great deal of her time observing both the scientists and her comrades. She observed how the hid their true goals or what sort of punishment disobedience would entail. Learning through example rather than showing herself, she disguised her true intentions beneath a veneer of absolute loyalty. And so, during the battle of Proxima Centauri, she struck with her full might.

As the research facility only had a minimal military presence, no one could stop Shineyd as she marched through the hallways, killing everyone who stood in her way. Scientists along with military personnel fell before her as though they were flies, and with the general situation at the time, she slipped the Ascendancy's grasp. As humanity was stretched thin at the time, they did not have the resources to look for a needle in an interstellar haystack, nor to heed the requests of a failed project.

This allowed Shineyd to seek refuge in more neutral territories and establish a fake identity. Staying low following the war's immediate impact, it was only after several months have passed that she started selling her services as a mercenary who asked no (unnecessary) questions.

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