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

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Abaddon

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Abaddon hopped out of Kirin and had Mirrorshard follow him to his chambers. All Abaddon could hope was that Millard and Laurey were still in their rooms or Mirrorshard's life would come to a very abrupt end. Luckily for Mirrorshard, they seemed to have slept through literally all of the alarms. Honestly, Abaddon considered Millard might have passed to the great beyond after last night's drinking. He didn't understand why he would challenge a Kaisoken to a drinking game but it was very fun to stay and watch him dance in his speedo after the 17th shot of whiskey. Well, whatever the case, he better be up for the introductions.

Abaddon welcomed Mirrorshard into his room, letting him enter before himself so that he may take the room in. The walls were lined with shelves that housed various weapons and items of cultural significance. A large carpet covered the floor. The carpet was of rauve make, the outside edges were a bluish-green that shifts into blue then purple is it races the center. Against the north wall, towards the center, sat some sort of shrine. On closer inspections, it was bits and pieces of previously shattered Kaisoken. Each piece displayed the name of the Kaisoken. There was only about 30 or so but to a Kaisoken it was easy to tell that they were all from separate worlds. The amount of death being openly shown filled Mirrorshard with a new kind of feeling. One of true fear that and one of admiration if his master's work.

Mirrorshard, lost in thought, was snapped out of his trance as Abaddon forced him to take a seat on the floor by pressing him down. Mirrorshard could swear he was overpowered with just a light touch of his master. Abaddon leaned against the wall and crossed his arms. Abaddon could see the fear festering in Mirrorshard with every moment that went by. He let Mirrorshard steep in this fear as he watched him slowly squirm under his gaze. After enjoying himself enough, Abaddon picked himself off the wall and began to explain his plans, leaving certain pieces unexplained to create mystery. At the end of this talk, Abaddon left Mirrorshard with only one command, "Go to the far reaches of the stars and stoke the flames of the oppressed, of the disenfranchised, of the wounded. Do this and they are sure to follow you. Now go my disciple." Abaddon opened the door to let him leave. Mirrorshard made his exit.

Once Abaddon had confirmation he had left the ship he let out, "Thank fucking god he's gone, I swear if I needed to do anymore I was going to shatter him." he said like he was exhausted. Abaddon perked himself up at the prospect of new arrivals and thought he should make lemon bars for them. It wasn't long until the kinslayer was making lemon bars in his personal apron. He thought to himself as he made the snack, I'll hide these in one of the larger draws. Get a read on the kids before offering the lemon bars. Hopefully, this will go well. Abaddon made enough for 60 people, go big or go home in his mind. He stacked them decoratively on a silver platter and hid them in the room. Now to wait for the little rebels.

As the little trouble makers came in Abaddon out of habit began to examine them. Their structure, equipment, movement, and even the slightest mannerism was added to his analysis. This intensive profiling was broken as Natasha called Abaddon a limbed Kaisoken...I feel so offended. I know it is a description but why that? Abaddon's posture stayed the same but he was a bit annoyed.

He noticed Finbarr laughing at the limbed Kaisoken comment and he became a little more okay with it as it got someone to laugh. Then, he immediately got irritated when he heard Finbarr had portals. He recalled the time he was launched through a portal into a freaking volcano. He is quite happy to see him as a comrade. Not sure if the vent thing was a love of covert ops or some sort of weird innuendo. Either way, Abaddon likes him.

After Finbarr, Avelyn introduced herself as a gravity manipulator. Abaddon found her display of skill interesting but what caught his attention was her suspicion of him. Maybe it was his name, his race, or even his beautiful jacket. Abaddon world rather her gaze than whatever Mirrorshard was doing.

Positive reactions to himself already left him a little put-off, definitely with how Natasha introduced him. But as she spoke that she was the granddaughter of the Dragon, Abaddon realized she was from a very peculiar origin. Hearing Narvia's desperation to reunite with her family struck a chord with Abaddon. He can only hope the answers she finds at the end of her journey spares any further pain.

Tarak was a big guy and the way he walked made him seem competent in a fight. Seeing power armor once again reminds him of his days gathering dust with some of the mercenaries who would take the job. His smile told the rest of the story. He thinks they will get along well.

The twins, Samuel and Iris, made Abaddon reminiscent of his twin brother Floke. Not in any particular way, just in the way of seeing family made him for a second question his choices. But he quickly hardens his resolve and moves on.

Nero was next and he was very simple. He kills and that's it. All Abaddon could think as he heard that was, ooh, he's dark and damaged. I like him. I mean of course Abaddon was much more damaged but still. Maybe he can have some fun with him.

At this point the doctor made his entrance, smoking like usual. However, that stopped real quick as Ariel shut it down. He couldn't help but laugh in his head at being told off by a little girl. As he was laughing he felt something hot twisting on his arm. Abaddon looked down at it, physically turning his head. He turned back to everyone like this was normal. A second went by. Then Abaddon turned back to it, startled at Millard's audacity. He sent a message to Millard's mind, well, no lemon bars for you doctor. But it all leads to the wonderful sight of him handing his cigarettes over.

And somehow even later, Laurey arrived. Abaddon's knowledge of her was so little he didn't even know her last name. He did think she was on drugs so more interesting than most people

Ashton and Flame made a quick introduction. Not much to say about it. Abaddon's hands moved to his back to start pulling the lemon bars out. But then Natasha started the Moonstrike thing and it ruined the moment. He just listened, either option is fine to him but killing poachers would be fun. They talked more about logistics but it was boring to Abaddon. But finally, there was a moment, a gap in speaking for him to pull out the lemon bars! "Anyone want lemon bars?" gesturing to the group of kids.

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

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Abaddon

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Abaddon was sat in the 8th terminal access point like usual, trying to make sure the main hatches hydraulics would pressurize correctly. " I have no idea how to fix this but I have books for a reason" Abaddon quietly said as he flips through hydraulics for dummies. " I think this will do it, just need to run a test to make sure though" as he starts to set up for a manual activation of the hydraulics. "Natasha will turn me into a sword if this opens up mid-space jump." All pressures normal, it moving normally. Abaddon pumped his fist in success. He walked out of the terminal, slammed the door, and stretched his nonexistent back. He checked this off of his to-do list and continued with his day.

The day was busy but somehow boring. Natasha loved to capitalize on the Kaisoken physiology, having Abaddon work 20/7. It was fine to Abaddon though as the work Natasha had him do was more stimulating than sitting around doing nothing. The monotonous day was broken as Natasha called Abaddon over the intercom that they were leaving to meet the Star Children and to have a fight. If there was anyone to witness Abaddon, they would have felt his presence explode out, being riled by the prospect of a battle. Abaddon dashed to his quarters, throwing on his large black trenchcoat. The trenchcoat was heavy set with purple highlights to make it pop. He grabbed his custom hammers and more importantly his sword. The hammers were on full display as they were held onto Abaddon's trenchcoat. His sword was slightly wrapped to obscure the material it was made of, leaving some of the material exposed to frighten onlookers.

Abaddon made his way to the vehicle deck and hopped in Kirin. He had been thinking for a while to get a custom hoverbike. Something with extra thrusters, he wants to go at least Mach 12 in it. Something to really for his need for speed. However, he had been too busy with work to talk to a dealer so that will have to wait. As they were about to leave, Abaddon looked at who he would hopefully be fighting. He was mostly disappointed until he saw a Kaisoken like himself. "Oh! A follower! I knew that my beliefs would spread but to see such an active perpetrator is always good. Oh, but I feel such confliction Natasha! My orders from you are to battle him but how I would love to speak to him! I can't disregard orders like that so I'm sorry my innocent Mirrorshard but I shall shatter you like everything else." Abaddon was slightly bummed having to kill his first follower but oh well. At least he could give him the highest honor of being shattered by his master.

As they rode towards Mirrorshard, one of the child soldiers, Tarak, suggested that Abaddon speak to him try and bring him out. A simple method that Abaddon considered but decided against for the sake of his own bloodlust. But with it being thrusted towards him he couldn't ignore the peaceful option. Abaddon leaned on Kirin's door, spread his legs slightly, and held a fist to the side of his head to show his annoyance. If he had eyes they would be rolling as he said "Fine." Abaddon's tone clearly showed that desired a fight of some kind. His slumped posture straightened up as he grabbed Natasha's omnitool to record a video. Before recording Abaddon was sat there, trying to conjure a small speech in his mind that would draw Mirrorshard out. He rocked his read back and forth thinking. He had stated that he is a follower of me, meaning he believes that the Kaisoken are weak. He is part of some pitiful group called the 'Restarters'. Judging by his tone, he might be sympathetic to other races causes or, like most Kaisoken, want revenge for the Ascendency's crimes against our people. It should be a point to not disclose I have sold tons of my people to them before and during the war. His superiority towards humans seems to come from a place of pain, I should focus on that. He's so young, probably desperate for approval and recognition!

Abaddon's head stopped swaying as he curled inwards a little as he let out a malevolent chuckle "Alright, I'm ready for the camera!" he adjusted his sitting position, leaning forward, putting his elbows in his knees. He took his sword and out it between his legs having it lean towards the door. He hit play and started his video to Mirrorshard. "Mirrorshard," Abaddon spoke in a deep, calm manner all in order to exert his excellentness, "I have been made aware of you by the news and I must say I'm quite impressed. You have fully transferred over to our species' ultimate form. And to do it so young only proves that you are special even among those like us."

Make him feel special, make sure he knows you recognize him, give him the approval he so desires. Abaddon takes his arm opposite from the show and gracefully moves it out of the way, opening his stance, like he was physically inviting Mirrorshard, "I'm quite happy to see that you consider yourself my student! I believe that it is some sort of destiny that I am only a few minutes from you. In fact, I'm on my way there." Abaddon said while slightly speeding his pace, lifting his tone of voice higher to posture the excited master. "However," Abaddon says as he begins to bring his arm in again closing the invitation as he continues, "you seem to be in quite a situation at the moment. One that would stop me from speaking with you! I am working on a way to strike deep back at the Ascendency of Man at this very moment. One that will echo a tale of hubris for eons. Right now your actions, although righteous, are preventing this grand plan. I ask that you stop so we can meet. I can provide a way for you to escape but your people will have to fend for themselves. It would be wise to disarm the bomb as well as it seems a task force will handle the situation soon. Sadly you are outgunned." Lowering his tone to show condolences for what he is about to say. "The authorities would have you shattered and your people tortured. Do not let your time come to an end yet Mirrorshard, there is so much more to do. As for your people," Abaddon sits up fully showing he is about to say something, "have them surrender, it is the best way for them to survive. If their spirit is too strong to surrender, you, as the strongest speciese must make them submit. I look forward to seeing you." Abaddon stops the video and hands the tool over to Natasha "You can figure out how to get the video to him I presume." Abaddon leaned back satisfied with himself. Maybe if he plays his cards right, he can do his job, talk to a follower, and murder Mirrorshard. That would be lovely.

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

Abaddon's extra exceptional skills

Exceptional Strength ranked up 1 to 2: Abaddon's hunting and crusades against his own race has gifted him with incredible strength.

Exceptional Endurance ranked up 1 to 2: Abaddon body has adjusted to his life of conflict, growing harder and harder across the millenniums.

Exceptional Combat Prowess ranked up 1 to 2: Abaddon had long enjoyed battle and killing. He had trained his mind, body, and soul for combat.

Exceptional Spell Resistance: Another weird adaption Abaddon's body has made in his pursuits, Spell Resistance. By constantly warring with Kaisokens, Abaddon's body has begun to resist the effects of harmful spells.

Iris's extra exceptional skills

Exceptional Hand-to-Hand ranked up 1 to 2: Iris natural athleticism and proficiency for martial arts have been accentuated by war

Exceptional Athletics: A natural gift Iris had been gifted with from birth

Exceptional Strength: Although small, Iris's muscles have been honed to create forces much greater then what could even be possible accounting for her size.

Exceptional Comforter: Although war had definitely left scars on Iris, it had also taught her how to comfort those in panic. This was specifically useful for her brother Samuel who developed anger issues through the war.

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

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Abaddon, Kin Slayer

Name: Abaddon, Kin Slayer
Age: 7,489
Physical Description:
About 7ft

Abaddon

Important items:

Important Items

Floke's blade- A blade made from his brother containing Sonic manipulation. It lets Abaddon vibrate the blade allowing it to cut nearly anything. It allows him to send out sonic blades that essentially do the same thing but cost more mana.

2 Sonic Hammers with pulse jets- pulse jets on the back to give extra impact

A large number of digital credits

A good amount of perfected electrum ingots(Just in case of Inflation or if he wants to have something commissioned)

Clothing specifically made for his body to make him look nice for more formal events

A large digital library containing most information.

Pictures of each crew he has been on

50lbs of Kaisoken dust on Natasha's ship. About another 100lbs at a private vault on a water planet

Short Bio:

Bio

Fremont was born with his brother Floke. They were born larger than the normal Kaisoken around 17ft for Fremont and 19ft for Floke. In their first century, the twins had spent time developing themselves as they learned the ways of their people. Fremont had found great joy in exploring his environment even with the very little instruments he had at his disposal. Although, it wouldn't be long until he felt trapped by his own body. He felt it was like a restraint the universe had given his people to make sure they wouldn't dominate every galaxy in a decades time.

He distracted himself with hunting local Fauna, setting traps for these stupid creatures to fall into. His brother, Floke, would often try to persuade Fremont from this "unique" pass time. Fremont always laughed it off saying he was simply developing his mental acuity. Eventually, the traps had become boring to him and he started to use his magic to slaughter all sorts of games across the land. He moved away from hunting prey entirely and started to hunt large predators smashing himself into the to break them into pieces. All this fighting was exhilarating to him. The sound of the bones crunching and flesh shearing off brought joy to him.

The elders forbid Fremont from hunting, nagging that it wasn't very healthy for the ecosystem. One esteemed and wise elder recommended pebble counting at the shore, saying it would help him find meaning in life. After 7,000 long years, Fremont can say his favorite beach has 35 689 854 pebbles on it. I counted twice to make sure. When a crab took one it made Fremont unreasonably angry to the point he tore each leg a claw off to replace the pebble. Fremont now realizes his purpose is to hunt. Elder King was right after all.

One day though as he was resting at his home, a Rau've came and broke his Aunt to pieces. It was simple and efficient. Many Kaisoken went to hide and wait it out. But Fremont couldn't help but watch the beauty of it. The hunter was nimble and quick. He moved himself with such control and deftness, he could strike fear into him. It was truly beautiful how with these simple appendages even a weaker creature such as a Rau've could overcome his race. He basked in these moments as he watched his favorite Aunt get shattered. The hunter made his way to Fremont, Fremont blasted himself at the hunter. He could use magic but it was more thrilling to play cat and mouse with this hunter. Soon, the Hunter tired, and Fremont crushed him into a red paste. He was thanked by his people for defending them from the hunter and swiftly avenging his aunt. He had never been praised for his violence and it filled him with an odd sense of pride having his talents recognized by so many.

Soon, after the fight with the Hunter, Fremont went through some odd change. He sprouted little crystal nubs from his sides and bottom. At first, Fremont hid himself thinking he had some kind of disease and he should self-Isolate to keep his people safe. His midsection slimmed out as the nubs grew more and more prominent with each passing weak. After a year, he had fully transformed. He had shrunk to 14ft and had grown arms and legs. He could move them like they were his own limbs. He felt faster, more powerful. He went on a rampage murdering miles of land in his exploration of his newfound self. As he returned home, he was met with mixed feelings. Most held some kind of curiosity but some of the older generations held fear for this new form. Quickly, they gave Fremont a position as Warrior of his home. He was meant to protect from all invaders and give all he had for this singular purpose. The elder's words were honeyed enough to intoxicate Fremont. He agreed to this lifetime position without thought.

Later, Fremont had realized this was a clever ploy by his elders to keep him chained down. He could resign from the position or leave if he so pleased but that would be cowardice in his eyes. No, he must serve but in a way still suitable to his desires. Fremont had started to keep the gear and weapons, becoming familiar with there weaponry. Even using some of them if he could to laugh at there dismay. This continued for 400 years until he needed a new thrill. He had wished to start sparring with his fellow Kaisoken. However, his wish was never met. His own people had started to fear him, with the young Kaisoken whispering that the elders consider him to be defective. He held felt hurt beyond words. He had served his entire life to his people, soaking his hands with the blood of thousands in his wake. And they dare call him defected. It was the old Kaisoken who were defected for never trying to improve. However, he did not have time to think through his emotions as a horde of humans were coming, probably in search of the scouts they sent out. As he looked at the numbers, Fremont dreaded the next fight. They brought much more than humans usually do. Even Fremont knew he wasn't invulnerable. He ran to the elders, pleading with them to flee, that the enemy is too great even for him. The elders were quick to flee but left one final order for Fremont and that was to cover there escape. He knew what this order was. They were finally going to rid themselves of this cancer known as Fremont. Fremont wanted to say that he would die but he couldn't, as his pride was too great. With the belief that he was going to die for people who feared him, Fremont headed to the battlefield alone.

The ensuing fight was surreal as he tried to defend his home one final time. Just once more and he could die with honor. He thought about his life that maybe he was wired differently than others. He found joy in exploring and manipulating his surroundings. He loved the things he found, becoming attached to his material possessions, something his people have always shunned him for. Even after all the hunting he even started to love the animals, sometimes helping them if he had the time. He didn't always agree with the other Kaisokens' way of life but he loved them anyway even if they didn't love him. In the twilight of his final moments, he had wished that he could have said goodbye to his brother. Floke never spoke badly about him and even tried to understand him.

As the light of life was about to go out, a sonic blade from behind him, slashing the tank that was about to obliterate his core. He looked behind him to see his brother, just standing behind him. He had never seen Floke fight. In fact, he knew Floke despised fighting being squeamish at even an animal dying in front of him but here he is. Reinvigorated, Fremont let out a battle cry declaring his future victory. It wasn't long until the brothers wiped out the enemy in a storm of carnage. Fremont was exhausted, covered in enough blood to paint his as red as a ruby. He looked toward his brother, saying "We did it!" as she felt himself be cut at his thinner midsection. He fell to see what had happened and came to the heartbreaking conclusion that his brother had sliced him in half. Floke left Fremont with a final message, "there is no place for a monster in our world." Those words pierced Fremont's soul, leaving him gasping in a pain greater than being slashed. His only brother, the only one he truly wanted to keep safe had betrayed him. As he grieved waiting to die something spoke to his mind. Live, survive, kill. He went into a rage spouting that he is the superior member of his species. Screaming that when he lives he would cull his weak race until only those like him were left. The last thing he screamed was "Adapt or Die!" With this Fremont's vision went to black.

200 years passed by the time he had opened his eyes again. A layer of sediment and dense undergrowth had grown on top of him. As he rose he tore through the brush and roots. Realizing he was half his previous height, around 7 ft. he had regrown his limbs and seemed to have grown an additional appendage in the shape of a head. He looked up at the sky and laughed as now he looks even more like a monster. The laugh turned sinister as he thought "good…" Fremont looked through the foliage as he found 2 sonic hammers from centuries past. He lifted them and checked if they worked. They did, the only thing left to do was to check there durability. He went to where he had risen and grabbed the other half of his body. He looked at it and chuckled as he smashed it to bits. As he finished, he let out a loud "Let the culling begin!"

He searched about 4 decades for his people, never losing that burning rage he had gained from this betrayal 200 years ago. When he found them he waited for night. He went home to home asking will they change or will they die. Most screamed and attacked him. For about a week he culled his people. The rage kept burning as he kept slaughtering. There was little thrill in it anymore. Even killing his brother did little to calm him. By the time he was done his rage calmed and hardened into resolve. He would teach his race that their days of calm were over and that the time for change was upon them. As he stood there some human hunters came to him. They looked terrified as they didn't even know if he was Kaisoken. Fremont looked toward then an extended a hand to there obvious leader, "Hello there, I'm…" he thought for a while as he had killed Fremont in his head. He rose his hand to where his supposed mouth would be and said "I know! I'm Abaddon" as he extended his hand toward him again. The man shakes it cautiously, asking if Abaddon was the one who did this. Abaddon just nodded as someone in the group called him a sick fuck. The leader on the other hand smiled and said we could need someone like you. Abaddon and agreed to go with them. He helped them move the dust onto the cargo ship. Abaddon had one request though. He wanted to keep his brother. Abaddon in the coming decades turned his brother into a large sword, it seemed to keep his sonic blade magic on it. Abaddon loved this blade as it reminded him of his brother's screams as he killed his child and wife.

He went out from crew to crew mostly messing around, sending messages that the next culling will be In 100 years, giving them time to change. If they didn't, well we all know what would happen. Only half a year until the next culling. He collected weapons and a large number of credits usually giving them to charity. He supported many nature preservation sights and gave relief aide to many people during the war. He genuinely enjoys interacting with humans, seeing how far they are willing to go to become stronger.

He met Natasha randomly and was instantly pulled in by her personality. He asked to join on the spot. Ever since then he has been serving as one of her electric technicians.

Spell List:

Supernal Vision (High) - The Mage can see all Magic, identify what School it is, and the strength of the spell.

Kin Slayer (Underworld) - Abaddon gains power from the slaughter of his species. With each kill, he grows stronger physically. Currently his physicality 5 times higher then it should be. The magic covers him with some kind of black ethereal goo, slowly corrupting him further. At this point, he sees no issue with the slaughtering of his own race even if it would lead to the extinction of his race.

Reconstruction (Change) - This lets Abaddon repair himself if he cracks or pieces fall off. He either needs pieces of himself of pieces of his species. For basic cuts or clean-cut, he can reattach it if everything is there for fleshy people. It can also fix things if he has the pieces.

Exceptional Skill List:
Exceptional Endurance
Exceptional Strength
Exceptional Willpower
Exceptional Combat prowess

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

Abaddon, Kin Slayer

Name: Abaddon, Kin Slayer
Age: 7,489
Physical Description:
About 7ft

Abaddon

Important items:

Important Items

Floke's blade- A blade made from his brother containing Sonic manipulation. It lets Abaddon vibrate the blade allowing it to cut nearly anything. It allows him to send out sonic blades that essentially do the same thing but cost more mana.

2 Sonic Hammers with pulse jets- pulse jets on the back to give extra impact

A large number of digital credits

A good amount of perfected electrum ingots(Just in case of Inflation or if he wants to have something commissioned)

Clothing specifically made for his body to make him look nice for more formal events

A large digital library containing most information.

Pictures of each crew he has been on

50lbs of Kaisoken dust on Natasha's ship. About another 100lbs at a private vault on a water planet

Short Bio:

Bio

Fremont was born with his brother Floke. They were born larger than the normal Kaisoken around 17ft for Fremont and 19ft for Floke. In their first century, the twins had spent time developing themselves as they learned the ways of their people. Fremont had found great joy in exploring his environment even with the very little instruments he had at his disposal. Although, it wouldn't be long until he felt trapped by his own body. He felt it was like a restraint the universe had given his people to make sure they wouldn't dominate every galaxy in a decades time.

He distracted himself with hunting local Fauna, setting traps for these stupid creatures to fall into. His brother, Floke, would often try to persuade Fremont from this "unique" pass time. Fremont always laughed it off saying he was simply developing his mental acuity. Eventually, the traps had become boring to him and he started to use his magic to slaughter all sorts of games across the land. He moved away from hunting prey entirely and started to hunt large predators smashing himself into the to break them into pieces. All this fighting was exhilarating to him. The sound of the bones crunching and flesh shearing off brought joy to him.

The elders forbid Fremont from hunting, nagging that it wasn't very healthy for the ecosystem. One esteemed and wise elder recommended pebble counting at the shore, saying it would help him find meaning in life. After 7,000 long years, Fremont can say his favorite beach has 35 689 854 pebbles on it. I counted twice to make sure. When a crab took one it made Fremont unreasonably angry to the point he tore each leg a claw off to replace the pebble. Fremont now realizes his purpose is to hunt. Elder King was right after all.

One day though as he was resting at his home, a Rau've came and broke his Aunt to pieces. It was simple and efficient. Many Kaisoken went to hide and wait it out. But Fremont couldn't help but watch the beauty of it. The hunter was nimble and quick. He moved himself with such control and deftness, he could strike fear into him. It was truly beautiful how with these simple appendages even a weaker creature such as a Rau've could overcome his race. He basked in these moments as he watched his favorite Aunt get shattered. The hunter made his way to Fremont, Fremont blasted himself at the hunter. He could use magic but it was more thrilling to play cat and mouse with this hunter. Soon, the Hunter tired, and Fremont crushed him into a red paste. He was thanked by his people for defending them from the hunter and swiftly avenging his aunt. He had never been praised for his violence and it filled him with an odd sense of pride having his talents recognized by so many.

Soon, after the fight with the Hunter, Fremont went through some odd change. He sprouted little crystal nubs from his sides and bottom. At first, Fremont hid himself thinking he had some kind of disease and he should self-Isolate to keep his people safe. His midsection slimmed out as the nubs grew more and more prominent with each passing weak. After a year, he had fully transformed. He had shrunk to 14ft and had grown arms and legs. He could move them like they were his own limbs. He felt faster, more powerful. He went on a rampage murdering miles of land in his exploration of his newfound self. As he returned home, he was met with mixed feelings. Most held some kind of curiosity but some of the older generations held fear for this new form. Quickly, they gave Fremont a position as Warrior of his home. He was meant to protect from all invaders and give all he had for this singular purpose. The elder's words were honeyed enough to intoxicate Fremont. He agreed to this lifetime position without thought.

Later, Fremont had realized this was a clever ploy by his elders to keep him chained down. He could resign from the position or leave if he so pleased but that would be cowardice in his eyes. No, he must serve but in a way still suitable to his desires. Fremont had started to keep the gear and weapons, becoming familiar with there weaponry. Even using some of them if he could to laugh at there dismay. This continued for 400 years until he needed a new thrill. He had wished to start sparring with his fellow Kaisoken. However, his wish was never met. His own people had started to fear him, with the young Kaisoken whispering that the elders consider him to be defective. He held felt hurt beyond words. He had served his entire life to his people, soaking his hands with the blood of thousands in his wake. And they dare call him defected. It was the old Kaisoken who were defected for never trying to improve. However, he did not have time to think through his emotions as a horde of humans were coming, probably in search of the scouts they sent out. As he looked at the numbers, Fremont dreaded the next fight. They brought much more than humans usually do. Even Fremont knew he wasn't invulnerable. He ran to the elders, pleading with them to flee, that the enemy is too great even for him. The elders were quick to flee but left one final order for Fremont and that was to cover there escape. He knew what this order was. They were finally going to rid themselves of this cancer known as Fremont. Fremont wanted to say that he would die but he couldn't, as his pride was too great. With the belief that he was going to die for people who feared him, Fremont headed to the battlefield alone.

The ensuing fight was surreal as he tried to defend his home one final time. Just once more and he could die with honor. He thought about his life that maybe he was wired differently than others. He found joy in exploring and manipulating his surroundings. He loved the things he found, becoming attached to his material possessions, something his people have always shunned him for. Even after all the hunting he even started to love the animals, sometimes helping them if he had the time. He didn't always agree with the other Kaisokens' way of life but he loved them anyway even if they didn't love him. In the twilight of his final moments, he had wished that he could have said goodbye to his brother. Floke never spoke badly about him and even tried to understand him.

As the light of life was about to go out, a sonic blade from behind him, slashing the tank that was about to obliterate his core. He looked behind him to see his brother, just standing behind him. He had never seen Floke fight. In fact, he knew Floke despised fighting being squeamish at even an animal dying in front of him but here he is. Reinvigorated, Fremont let out a battle cry declaring his future victory. It wasn't long until the brothers wiped out the enemy in a storm of carnage. Fremont was exhausted, covered in enough blood to paint his as red as a ruby. He looked toward his brother, saying "We did it!" as she felt himself be cut at his thinner midsection. He fell to see what had happened and came to the heartbreaking conclusion that his brother had sliced him in half. Floke left Fremont with a final message, "there is no place for a monster in our world." Those words pierced Fremont's soul, leaving him gasping in a pain greater than being slashed. His only brother, the only one he truly wanted to keep safe had betrayed him. As he grieved waiting to die something spoke to his mind. Live, survive, kill. He went into a rage spouting that he is the superior member of his species. Screaming that when he lives he would cull his weak race until only those like him were left. The last thing he screamed was "Adapt or Die!" With this Fremont's vision went to black.

200 years passed by the time he had opened his eyes again. A layer of sediment and dense undergrowth had grown on top of him. As he rose he tore through the brush and roots. Realizing he was half his previous height, around 7 ft. he had regrown his limbs and seemed to have grown an additional appendage in the shape of a head. He looked up at the sky and laughed as now he looks even more like a monster. The laugh turned sinister as he thought "good…" Fremont looked through the foliage as he found 2 sonic hammers from centuries past. He lifted them and checked if they worked. They did, the only thing left to do was to check there durability. He went to where he had risen and grabbed the other half of his body. He looked at it and chuckled as he smashed it to bits. As he finished, he let out a loud "Let the culling begin!"

He searched about 4 decades for his people, never losing that burning rage he had gained from this betrayal 200 years ago. When he found them he waited for night. He went home to home asking will they change or will they die. Most screamed and attacked him. For about a week he culled his people. The rage kept burning as he kept slaughtering. There was little thrill in it anymore. Even killing his brother did little to calm him. By the time he was done his rage calmed and hardened into resolve. He would teach his race that their days of calm were over and that the time for change was upon them. As he stood there some human hunters came to him. They looked terrified as they didn't even know if he was Kaisoken. Fremont looked toward then an extended a hand to there obvious leader, "Hello there, I'm…" he thought for a while as he had killed Fremont in his head. He rose his hand to where his supposed mouth would be and said "I know! I'm Abaddon" as he extended his hand toward him again. The man shakes it cautiously, asking if Abaddon was the one who did this. Abaddon just nodded as someone in the group called him a sick fuck. The leader on the other hand smiled and said we could need someone like you. Abaddon and agreed to go with them. He helped them move the dust onto the cargo ship. Abaddon had one request though. He wanted to keep his brother. Abaddon in the coming decades turned his brother into a large sword, it seemed to keep his sonic blade magic on it. Abaddon loved this blade as it reminded him of his brother's screams as he killed his child and wife.

He went out from crew to crew mostly messing around, sending messages that the next culling will be In 100 years, giving them time to change. If they didn't, well we all know what would happen. Only half a year until the next culling. He collected weapons and a large number of credits usually giving them to charity. He supported many nature preservation sights and gave relief aide to many people during the war. He genuinely enjoys interacting with humans, seeing how far they are willing to go to become stronger.

He met Natasha randomly and was instantly pulled in by her personality. He asked to join on the spot. Ever since then he has been serving as one of her electric technicians.

Spell List:

Supernal Vision (High) - The Mage can see all Magic, identify what School it is, and the strength of the spell.

Kin Slayer (Underworld) - Abaddon gains power from the slaughter of his species. With each kill, he grows stronger physically. Currently his physicality 5 times higher then it should be. The magic covers him with some kind of black ethereal goo, slowly corrupting him further. At this point, he sees no issue with the slaughtering of his own race even if it would lead to the extinction of his race.

Reconstruction (Change) - This lets Abaddon repair himself if he cracks or pieces fall off. He either needs pieces of himself of pieces of his species. For basic cuts or clean-cut, he can reattach it if everything is there for fleshy people. It can also fix things if he has the pieces.

Exceptional Skill List:
Exceptional Endurance
Exceptional Strength
Exceptional Willpower
Exceptional Combat prowess

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

Iris Matthews

Name: Iris Matthews
Age: 15 almost 16
Physical Description: 5'8

Iris

Important items:
A locket with a picture of Samuel and our Family

Identical wrist bands that make a heart when connected with Samuel's half

A gold ring that matches Samuel's ring

Omni-tool- A Galactic Swiss Army Knife. Always the right tool for the job

Ballistic suit- A nice ballistic suit. It's comfy

Coilgun Pistol- A cute pistol painted pink with a heart she put on it.

Basic Medkit

Perfected Electrum Gauntlets and Grieves- Simple gauntlet and grieves that host Iris's Molecular Deconstruction and Samuel's Terrakinesis. Using the Terrakinesis she can form heavy stone armor around her body. Break up and launch it at enemies using Molecular Deconstruction followed by Terrakinesis. She can bust through almost any solid material using Molecular Deconstruction. Using the deconstruction on the ground allows her to control it as well. Essentially she is an earth bender on steroids.

Spell List:

Gemini Link (Underworld) - A passive spell that seemed to have been innate to the Matthews twins as it connects their very souls. With this deep connection, their strength and magic become more powerful the closer they are to each other. However, this same effect happens in vis versa as the farther they are away from each other the weaker they become.
Every 100 feet they are away they lose half of their strength to the point of being 1/10 of the strength of physical and magical power they normally have.
When they are 200 feet away from each other they are at their normal strength, as every 10 feet they are closer to each other they gain 10% extra strength of physical and magical power. This goes to the point where they are holding each other they gain Triple the strength of physical and magical power they naturally have. - This deep connection has a few detrimental parts as when one of them gets wounded the other will get an identical wound, no matter how far they are from the other.
- Anytime someone is to heal one of them of their wounds, it will heal both of them. However, this is true with all things, including magics to help and hurt, poisons and medicines, and as well as anything that will affect one with some helpful or hurtful effect.

Enchantment (High)- Iris can give an object magical powers; said powers are any of her spells or a spell lent by a willing partner

Molecular Deconstruction (Change)- Turning solid objects into their smaller parts. Like rock to dust, metal to metal sands, plastic to oil, or simply breaking up its singular form. Works on inanimate objects. It rapidly spreads through the object. It can also be projected like an invisible wall around 5 meters across and 3 meters high. It projects from Iris's intent

Restore (Change)- Iris restores the body to a version she has seen in the last 4 hours. If the person has already died all it does is put the body back together. The more deteriorated or damaged the body is the higher the cost of repairing the body. Iris must make contact with the body for it to work. This does not work on Kaisoken.

Your it! (Change)- Iris looks at a person or a thing, attracting anything that she throws, and the magic she uses and modifies chases the target.

Exceptional Skill List:
Exceptional Hand to Hand

Backstory

Twin Stars

Iris was born with her twin, Samuel, to Richard and Joanne. Richard Matthews worked as a Star Ship Inspector and Joanne Matthews worked as a meteor miner. Mom was working one of the drills when she went into labor. 6 hours later, the twins were born. Iris was very healthy and came out screaming her lungs off. Samuel was born smaller and quiet, lacking the constitution of most newborns. As they grew, these differences at birth seemed to define their traits early in life. Iris had grown quickly, towering over Samuel. She loved to play games, sports, and adventure. Iris was quite a handful to deal with and she would usually get ahead of herself and leave everyone behind. However, she would always run back for her brother, She enjoyed teasing him calling him little brother, poking fun at his size. Whenever Iris made Samuel cry on accident she would panic and cry too. Although she was quite the athlete and developed a strong personality, what she lacked was academic skills. She was truly an idiot. If it weren't for Samuel and the threat of no more sweets, she would have been held back. She could never stand being away from Samuel for more than a few hours. Any more and she would throw a truly outrageous fit.

Their parents loved Iris and Samuel but not in the normal way. Having twins that were almost like opposites entertained them. Iris and Samuel were almost status symbols to them. Iris could never tell the difference and saw it as normal. Their gifts were meant to sell how close they were as siblings, adding to the look of the family unit. Iris couldn't help but love every matching present they got, each one becoming a new treasure to her. Samuel was her brother and best friend and these gifts that connected them were nothing short of proof that it was true. Sadly this started to create the notion that their relationship with Samuel was more important than any relationship with her friends or even her parents.

Just turning 10 the day before Iris wasn't done celebrating with Samuel. She pulled him along to a remote woodland park that she discovered the other day when she hopped on the bus for no reason. It was new and full of adventure. Iris was running everywhere checking out all sorts of things. However, all this running had made her hungry. There she saw an ice cream van. Having 5 credits in her pocket and those sweet treats were a weakness for her. She ran over and started to order 2 churros, 2 vanilla cones, and 2 sodas. The white-haired man asked what the occasion was and Iris without thought spurted out it was her birthday with a big energetic smile. The man smiled and told that if she came to the back of the truck he would give her some candy. Iris was a naïve girl and the man in the van sold ice cream. How could he be bad? She ran to the back and out popped some men in black, trying to grab her. She was able to resist for a while by kicking and screaming for Samuel. She even bit one hard enough it went through his pants and drew blood. However, in the end was pulled into the van which started to move. Still struggling, she heard Samuel coming over. The scene that followed was gruesome as Samuel reached in at the exact moment they slammed the van door. The metal edge of the door had sheered his arm off. Iris screamed in the realization of what happened and passed out from shock.

Days in captivity

Iris slowly came to consciousness in a windowless grey room. Old stale air filled the room, a juxtaposition to the clean air of the park she and her brother were at. As Iris slowly rose to her knees, Samuel seemed to hover near her, seemingly trying to keep her calm. Iris, however, was still foggy on what had occurred but she could at least tell Samuel was okay. With that, she hugged into him and cried for a bit as their situation became clearer to her as he regained focus. Soon they told us they were at a laboratory owned by the government. Iris wanted to ask more questions to her captors but Samuel always told her that it be unwise to do so. Soon training and experiments began. Iris's sense of self deteriorated quickly but Samuel held her together through the worst of it. She will always remember the sweets he would give her in the facility. The only sense of normality they had was each other and she was always scared to lose Samuel. The cramp spaces started to make her feel like the walls were always closing in and before she knew it she had developed claustrophobia.

A few months into the brutal training, Iris and Samuel ran into an older boy, Tarak. Iris was nervous at first, him being so much older made her feel as if maybe he was somehow working with the adults. Iris observed him speaking with the other kids and seeing how they liked him, she followed suit eventually and started to like him as well. Soon he was the only other person Iris trusted besides Samuel. His having candy also helped her trust him as ironic as that seemed.

Tarak appearing at the facility was followed in an increased intensity of training. They kicked up the training ludicrous levels. The start was okay but the mental toll was starting to have Iris's energy wane as every day of this hellish regime broke her down more and more. Samuel and Iris were barely able to move at the end of the day but Tarak was always there at the end of the day to make sure we could continue. Iris would have not have been able to continue if it wasn't for both Samuel and Tarak. Iris remembered when Samuel came to her bunk to check on her after a particularly hard day. He jumped into the bunk and comforted her till she would fall asleep giving her the first restful sleep she had in months. At first, Iris thought she was just a burden for Samuel and Tarak, never seeing her worth to them. During a certain night she woke as it seemed Samuel had awakened in a cold sweat, she watched him hold into her. The sight of her tired and scared brother forged a strong resolve to keep him safe, to be there for him. She knew she wasn't tough like them but all she could do was smile for them then that is what she would do.

Basic training had finally completed for the twins and Iris had grown stronger. Iris walked around the base looking for Tarak or Samuel. She didn’t like being by herself in this place, it made her remember their kidnapping. It wasn't long before she noticed there were fewer kids around and her heart began to sink as she began to worry about her brother. Almost paralyzed with anxiety and fear before those feelings were uprooted by Samuel hugging her. She felt true relief that he was okay and they were together. It wasn't long until some men in black started to grab them. Almost like last time she started to resist. Biting and kicking through the entire exchange. They were trying to separate them. If they weren't wearing face mask she would have tried to bite at their face and pluck their eyes out. Anything to keep Samuel together. Eventually, they just decided to take us together. As they walked Iris held Samuel's hand trying to act tough but Samuel could feel how shaky her grasp was. As they were brought to an operating room and hastily were strapped to their tables. They began to pierce our skin with countless needles that were all connected to this see-through vat of white-rainbow liquid. The liquid began to move down the tubes, inching closer to the injection site. Iris began to panic and started to try to break out of her confines. She looked over to see how Samuel was reacting and saw him mouth "it's alright, I'm here". All she could do was lay back and smile. No matter what we'll be alright were her only thoughts as the liquid pumped through their veins. She tried to hold in her screams but the pain was just too much to bear and she didn't even know when she passed out from the pain. Later they woke up in their bunk, holding each other. She couldn't help but smile and say were alright to Samuel, holding him tighter after that through the pain.

By some weird coincidence, it seemed that Iris and Samuel were linked by magic. The scientist couldn't help but test the twin's unique magic. These "tests" were just as crude as poking a frog with a stick to see if it did something. Through the experiments, they discovered how their power worked at the very least. Iris loved this power to her that proved to her that their connection was something truly magical. Whenever Iris got hurt Samuel would run over to check on her and make sure she was okay. She started to get use to the attention from Samuel and to a degree became more greedy with her doting brother. He seemed to enjoy it too so she just decided that being the "little" sister wasn't that bad. Magic training wasn't nearly as bad as basic training and she could feel a part of her personality come back as in private she started to tease him a little. They started to work with each other's magic to become a real unit, combining spells and coming up with strategies to support each other. Iris found it a lot of fun to be working with Samuel. Although they were held here against their will if she didn’t try to have fun it would mean she would break her resolve.

Fog of War

Once Iris and Samuel seemed to make the requirements set by the government they were sent off. Battles were more intense than they could imagine. It was truly dizzying what they would expect of the child soldiers. Blood and death were tough for the first few battles but Iris was always got by it knowing Samuel was there. Well more exactly, Iris started to see the battles as simply an exchange in away. To Iris, her and Samuel life's were worth more than everything else. She balanced all the things she did for her and her brother and that protected her delicate sense of self intact through all the death and bloodshed. The officers were definitely annoying though. She knew if she responded or let them get to her so she did her best to close off even to her own allies.

About a year and a half into the war life had tried to become normal but it felt as if something was missing that Iris couldn't place. However, the answer seemed to be assigned to them as a huge "child" approached decked out in power armor. Iris was worried because honestly calling this guy a kid was stretching the definition of kid. Samuel stood in front of Iris to keep her safe. However, a welcomed surprise occurred as the guy removed his helmet revealing big brother Tarak! Neither of them had seen Tarik since the injections, Iris started to believe that he was one of the ones that couldn't withstand the infusion. Either way, Iris couldn't hold her excitement as she threw herself at Tarak to hug him. Fighting with Tarak made things less stressful having someone to help out. Tarak did the normal thing and started to take more under his wing and more people joined our little company. Iris loved every ounce of attention she got from Tarak. Her heart softened up a little with Tarik around.

Everyone's mood seemed to improve as things went by despite the bloody war always looming. She didn't know how to describe it but she felt close to all of them. Samuel's sour mood seemed to finally start improving and that was a relief to Iris. She had been scared that during him trying to keep her safe that he was going to lose something that can't be replaced. Tarek would always get candy somehow and would hand it out between the kids. Candy was still one of Iris's favorite things and is probably still the quickest way to get on her good side. No matter how much candy she was given it would always be gone in a day or 2. However, she would always give Samuel the puppy eyes to get his candy, then she would do the cutesy routine to all the other child soldiers to get all their leftover sweets. These were the good times before the war kept its promise of ruining our lives.

We were given a mission to wipe out the alien forces in the star system Proxima. This would wipe the opposing forces out, that was our final mission. It all felt too surreal that after this mission we could all go home, we could all be normal again. Samuel could start being a nerd again and Iris could be that typical high school girl that loved sweets! But there was something that outweighed this excitement. Iris believed that the potential rewards of this mission would lead Samuel to do too much and throw himself into this mission holding nothing back. We were given the mission of raiding their flagship Indignation. Iris was nervous before the mission but not just for her and Samuel. For Tarak and the rest of their group that they have made from all of this warring. She realized as she looked down at her locket and opened it. As she looked at her brother she felt love and a deep want to protect them but when she looked at her parents the emotions were nearly as intense. She looked up to the group and the feelings were so much stronger for them than she thinks she ever felt for her parents. She did a silent apology to her parents in the frame and replaced it with a picture of her new family.

Prisoners of War

However, the mission fell apart almost instantly, as these weird darts had started to knock out their teammates one after another. One of the darts got her in the leg leaving her half-awake as she watched some of her family get gunned down and watched her brother literally take bullets to keep her safe. She could only watch as they hurt them. She pleaded countless times to Samuel to just leave her. But he wouldn't. Soon they were knocked out. In her unconscious state, she envisioned for family being slaughtered over and over again like some sort of wicked fate.

She awoke to shake from her night terror, already hyperventilating and about to go enter hysteria when she realized that if she was alive then Samuel might be as well. She bit the lip like Samuel and she had practiced to let each other know we were okay. But she felt nothing, no response, nothing. He didn’t respond. Hysteria began to set in for her as her nightmare seemed like it was coming to life. She tried to break out, using her magic but nothing sprang forth from her will. She couldn't use magic. She stopped and thought maybe she just can't feel Samuel at the moment. With that, she fruitlessly took her fist to the door trying to break it. She yelled out for Samuel as her fist went bloody, breaking it in her hysteria. Eventually, she had passed out from exhaustion.

Eventually, they let us meet without fellow captives. As she saw some of her group was not there she started to cry into Tarak's chest, mourning the death of their friends. She didn't see Samuel either and for the moments he was not there she felt so empty like something had been ripped out of her. Tarak let Iris mourn for a bit, running off to go help the others. Soon Iris pinged up to see Samuel, still alive. She rose to her feet as he came near. She held him gently because she couldn't squeeze yet, she still felt too weak to squeeze. She never wanted to be apart from Samuel again. Things calmed down as she had to accept who had died and just hold them in memory. During this time Iris had become more clingy to Samuel than usual. To the point, she doesn't remember being away from him for more than a few minutes at a time. The Rau've treated them much more humanely than their own people did. Samuel informed her that the Ascendancy had made peace with the Rau've and the war was over. Iris was overjoyed knowing that no more children would have to fight and die as their family did. But Iris could see that Samuel didn't feel the same way. He wanted revenge and Iris knew that. She could relate to him but the idea of being in danger for revenge wasn't the way for her. She wanted to be normal. But when she looked at how determined Samuel was she couldn't help but go with him. After all, wherever Samuel goes she will follow. Forever.

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

Iris Matthews

Name: Iris Matthews
Age: 15 almost 16
Physical Description: 5'8

Iris

Important items:
A locket with a picture of Samuel and our Family

Identical wrist bands that make a heart when connected with Samuel's half

A gold ring that matches Samuel's ring

Omni-tool- A Galactic Swiss Army Knife. Always the right tool for the job

Ballistic suit- A nice ballistic suit. It's comfy

Coilgun Pistol- A cute pistol painted pink with a heart she put on it.

Basic Medkit

Perfected Electrum Gauntlets and Grieves- Simple gauntlet and grieves that host Iris's Molecular Deconstruction and Samuel's Terrakinesis. Using the Terrakinesis she can form heavy stone armor around her body. Break up and launch it at enemies using Molecular Deconstruction followed by Terrakinesis. She can bust through almost any solid material using Molecular Deconstruction. Using the deconstruction on the ground allows her to control it as well. Essentially she is an earth bender on steroids.

Spell List:

Gemini Link (Underworld) - A passive spell that seemed to have been innate to the Matthews twins as it connects their very souls. With this deep connection, their strength and magic become more powerful the closer they are to each other. However, this same effect happens in vis versa as the farther they are away from each other the weaker they become.
Every 100 feet they are away they lose half of their strength to the point of being 1/10 of the strength of physical and magical power they normally have.
When they are 200 feet away from each other they are at their normal strength, as every 10 feet they are closer to each other they gain 10% extra strength of physical and magical power. This goes to the point where they are holding each other they gain Triple the strength of physical and magical power they naturally have. - This deep connection has a few detrimental parts as when one of them gets wounded the other will get an identical wound, no matter how far they are from the other.
- Anytime someone is to heal one of them of their wounds, it will heal both of them. However, this is true with all things, including magics to help and hurt, poisons and medicines, and as well as anything that will affect one with some helpful or hurtful effect.

Enchantment (High)- Iris can give an object magical powers; said powers are any of her spells or a spell lent by a willing partner

Molecular Deconstruction (Change)- Turning solid objects into there smaller parts. Like rock to dust, metal to metal sands, plastic to oil, or simply breaking up its singular form. Works on inanimate objects. It rapidly spreads through the object. It can also be projected like an invisible wall around 5 meters across and 3 meters high. It projects from Iris's intent

Restore (Change)- Iris restores the body to a version she has seen in the last 4 hours. If the person has already died all it does is put the body back together. The more deteriorated or damaged the body is the higher the cost of repairing the body. Iris must make contact with the body for it to work. This does not work on Kaisoken.

Your it! (Change)- Iris looks at a person or a thing, attracting anything that she throws, and the magic she uses and modifies chases the target.

Exceptional Skill List:
Exceptional Hand to Hand

Backstory

Twin Stars

Iris was born with her twin, Samuel, to Richard and Joanne. Richard Matthews worked as a Star Ship Inspector and Joanne Matthews worked as a meteor miner. Mom was working one of the drills when she went into labor. 6 hours later, the twins were born. Iris was very healthy and came out screaming her lungs off. Samuel was born smaller and quiet, lacking the constitution of most newborns. As they grew, these differences at birth seemed to define their traits early in life. Iris had grown quickly, towering over Samuel. She loved to play games, sports, and adventure. Iris was quite a handful to deal with and she would usually get ahead of herself and leave everyone behind. However, she would always run back for her brother, She enjoyed teasing him calling him little brother, poking fun at his size. Whenever Iris made Samuel cry on accident she would panic and cry too. Although she was quite the athlete and developed a strong personality, what she lacked was academic skills. She was truly an idiot. If it weren't for Samuel and the threat of no more sweets, she would have been held back. She could never stand being away from Samuel for more than a few hours. Any more and she would throw a truly outrageous fit.

Their parents loved Iris and Samuel but not in the normal way. Having twins that were almost like opposites entertained them. Iris and Samuel were almost status symbols to them. Iris could never tell the difference and saw it as normal. Their gifts were meant to sell how close they were as siblings, adding to the look of the family unit. Iris couldn't help but love every matching present they got, each one becoming a new treasure to her. Samuel was her brother and best friend and these gifts that connected them were nothing short of proof that it was true. Sadly this started to create the notion that their relationship with Samuel was more important than any relationship with her friends or even her parents.

Just turning 10 the day before Iris wasn't done celebrating with Samuel. She pulled him along to a remote woodland park that she discovered the other day when she hopped on the bus for no reason. It was new and full of adventure. Iris was running everywhere checking out all sorts of things. However, all this running had made her hungry. There she saw an ice cream van. Having 5 credits in her pocket and those sweet treats were a weakness for her. She ran over and started to order a 2 churro, 2 vanilla cones, and 2 sodas. The white-haired man asked what the occasion was and Iris without though spurted out it was her birthday with a big energetic smile. The man smiled and told that if she came to the back of the truck he would give her some candy. Iris was a naïve girl and the man in the van sold ice cream. How could he be bad? She ran to the back and out popped some men in black, trying to grab her. She was able to resist for a while by kicking and screaming for Samuel. She even bit one hard enough it went through his pants and drew blood. However, she in the end was pulled into the van which started to move. Still struggling, she heard Samuel coming over. The scene that followed was gruesome as Samuel reached in at the exact moment they slammed the van door. The metal edge of the door had sheered his arm off. Iris screamed in the realization of what happened and passed out from shock.

Days in captivity

Iris slowly came to consciousness in a windowless grey room. Old stale air filled the room, a juxtaposition to the clean air of the park she and her brother were at. As Iris slowly rose to her knees, Samuel seemed to hover near her, seemingly trying to keep her calm. Iris, however, was still foggy on what had occurred but she could at least tell Samuel was okay. With that, she hugged into him and cried for a bit as their situation became clearer to her as he regained focus. Soon they told us they were at a laboratory owned by the government. Iris wanted to ask more questions to her captors but Samuel always told her that it be unwise to do so. Soon training and experiments began. Iris's sense of self deteriorated quickly but Samuel held her together through the worst of it. She will always remember the sweets he would give her in the facility. The only sense of normality they had was each other and she was always scared to lose Samuel. The cramp spaces started to make her feel like the walls were always closing in and before she knew it she had developed claustrophobia.

A few months into the brutal training, Iris and Samuel ran into an older boy, Tarak. Iris was nervous at first, him being so much older made her feel as if maybe he was somehow working with the adults. Iris observed him speaking with the other kids and seeing how they liked him, she followed suit eventually and started to like him as well. Soon he was the only other person Iris trusted besides Samuel. His having candy also helped her trust him as ironic as that seemed.

Tarak appearing at the facility was followed in an increased intensity of training. They kicked up the training ludicrous levels. The start was okay but the mental toll was starting to have Iris's energy wane as every day of this hellish regime broke her down more and more. Samuel and Iris were barely able to move at the end of the day but Tarak was always there at the end of the day to make sure we could continue. Iris would have not have been able to continue if it wasn't for both Samuel and Tarak. Iris remembered when Samuel came to her bunk to check on her after a particularly hard day. He jumped into the bunk and comforted her till she would fall asleep giving her the first restful sleep she had in months. At first, Iris thought she was just a burden for Samuel and Tarak, never seeing her worth to them. During a certain night she woke as it seemed Samuel had awakened in a cold sweat, she watched him hold into her. The sight of her tired and scared brother forged a strong resolve to keep him safe, to be there for him. She knew she wasn't tough like them but all she could do was smile for them then that is what she would do.

Basic training had finally completed for the twins and Iris had grown stronger. Iris walked around the base looking for Tarak or Samuel. She didn’t like being by herself in this place, it made her remember there kidnapping. It wasn't long before she noticed there were fewer kids around and her heart began to sink as she began to worry about her brother. Almost paralyzed with anxiety and fear before those feelings were uprooted by Samuel hugging her. She felt true relief that he was okay and they were together. It wasn't long until some men in black started to grab them. Almost like last time she started to resist. Biting and kicking through the entire exchange. They were trying to separate them. If they weren't wearing face mask she would have tried to bite at their face and pluck their eyes out. Anything to keep Samuel together. Eventually, they just decided to take us together. As they walked Iris held Samuel's hand trying to act tough but Samuel could feel how shaky her grasp was. As they were brought to an operating room and hastily were strapped to their tables. They began to pierce our skin with countless needles that were all connected to this see-through vat of white-rainbow liquid. The liquid began to move down the tubes, inching closer to the injection site. Iris began to panic and started to try to break out of her confines. She looked over to see how Samuel was reacting and saw him mouth "it's alright, I'm here". All she could do was lay back and smile. No matter what we'll be alright were her only thoughts as the liquid pumped through their veins. She tried to hold in her screams but the pain was just too much to bear and she didn't even know when she passed out from the pain. Later they woke up in their bunk, holding each other. She couldn't help but smile and say were alright to Samuel, holding him tighter after that through the pain.

By some weird coincidence, it seemed that Iris and Samuel were linked by magic. The scientist couldn't help but test the twins unique magic. These "tests" were just as crude as poking a frog with a stick to see if it did something. Through the experiments, they discovered how their power worked at the very least. Iris loved this power as to her that proved to her that their connection was something truly magical. Whenever Iris got hurt Samuel would run over to check on her and make sure she was okay. She started to get use to the attention from Samuel and to a degree became more greedy with her doting brother. He seemed to enjoy it too so she just decided that being the "little" sister wasn't that bad. Magic training wasn't nearly as bad as basic training and she could feel a part of her personality come back as in private she started to tease him a little. They started to work with each other's magic to become a real unit, combining spells and coming up with strategies to support each other. Iris found a lot of fun to be had working with Samuel. Although they were held here against there will if she didn’t try to have fun it would mean she would break her resolve.

Fog of War

Once Iris and Samuel seemed to make the requirements set by the government they were sent off. Battles were more intense then they could imagine. It was truly dizzying what they would expect of the child soldiers. Blood and death were tough for the first few battles but Iris was always got by it knowing Samuel was there. Well more exactly, Iris started to see the battles as simply an exchange in away. To Iris, her and Samuel life's were worth more than everything else. She balanced all the things she did as for her and her brother and that protected her delicate sense of self intact through all the death and bloodshed. The officers were definitely annoying though. She knew if she responded or let them get to her so she did her best to close off even to her own allies.

About a year and a half into the war life had tried to become normal but it felt as if something was missing that Iris couldn't place. However, the answer seemed to be assigned to them as a huge "child" approached decked out in power armor. Iris was worried because honestly calling this guy a kid was stretching the definition of kid. Samuel stood in front of Iris to keep her safe. However, a welcomed surprise occurred as the guy removed his helmet revealing big brother Tarak! Neither of them had seen Tarik since the injections, Iris started to believe that he was one of the ones that couldn't withstand the infusion. Either way, Iris couldn't hold her excitement as she threw herself at Tarak to hug him. Fighting with Tarak made things less stressful having someone to help out. Tarak did the normal thing and started to take more under his wing and more people joined our little company. Iris loved every ounce of attention she got from Tarak. Her heart softened up a little with Tarik around.

Everyone's mood seemed to improve as things went by despite the bloody war always looming. She didn't know how to describe it but she felt close to all of them. Samuel's sour mood seemed to finally start improving and that was a relief to Iris. She had been scared that during him trying to keep her safe that he was going to lose something that can't be replaced. Tarek would always get candy somehow and would hand it out between the kids. Candy was still one of Iris's favorite things and is probably still the quickest way to get on her good side. No matter how much candy she was given it would always be gone in a day or 2. However, she would always give Samuel the puppy eyes to get his candy, then she would do the cutesy routine to all the other child solders to get all their leftover sweets. These were the good times before the war kept its promise of ruining our lives.

We were given a mission to wipe out the alien forces in star system Proxima. This would wipe the opposing forces out, that was our final mission. It all felt too surreal that after this mission we could all go home, we could all be normal again. Samuel could start being a nerd again and Iris could be that typical high school girl that loved sweets! But there was something that outweighed this excitement. Iris believed that the potential rewards of this mission would lead Samuel to do too much and throw himself into this mission holding nothing back. We were given the mission of raiding their flagship Indignation. Iris was nervous before the mission but not just for her and Samuel. For Tarak and the rest of their group that they have made from all of this warring. She realized as she looked down at her locket and opened it. As she looked at her brother she felt love and a deep want to protect them but when she looked at her parents the emotions were nearly as intense. She looked up to the group and the feelings were so much stronger for them then she thinks she ever felt for her parents. She did a silent apology to her parents in the frame and replaced it with a picture of her new family.

Prisoners of War

However, the mission fell apart almost instantly, as these weird darts had started to knock out there teammates one after another. One of the darts got her in the leg leaving her half-awake as she watched some of her family get gunned down and watched her brother literally take bullets to keep her safe. She could only watch as they hurt them. She pleaded countless times to Samuel to just leave her. But he wouldn't. Soon they were knocked out. In her unconscious state, she envisioned for family being slaughtered over and over again like some sort of wicked fate.

She awoke to shake from her night terror, already hyperventilating and about to go enter hysteria when she realized that if she was alive then Samuel might be as well. She bit the lip like Samuel and she had practiced to let each other know we were okay. But she felt nothing, no response, nothing. He didn’t respond. Hysteria began to set in for her as her nightmare seemed like it was coming to life. She tried to break out, using her magic but nothing sprang forth from her will. She couldn't use magic. She stopped and thought maybe she just can't feel Samuel at the moment. With that, she fruitlessly took her fist to the door trying to break it. She yelled out for Samuel as her fist went bloody, breaking it in her hysteria. Eventually, she had passed out from exhaustion.

Eventually, they let us meet without fellow captives. As she saw some of her group was not here she started to cry into Tarak's chest, mourning the death of there friends. She didn't see Samuel either and for the moments he was not there she felt so empty like something had been ripped out of her. Tarak let Iris mourn for a bit, running off to go help the others. Soon Iris pinged up to see Samuel, still alive. She rose to her feet as he came near. She held him gently because she couldn't squeeze yet, she still felt too weak to squeeze. She never wanted to be apart from Samuel again. Things calmed down as she had to accept who had died and just hold them in memory. During this time Iris had become more clingy to Samuel then usual. To the point, she doesn't remember being away from him for more than a few minutes at a time. The Rau've treated them much more humanely then there own people did. Samuel informed her that the Ascendancy had made peace with the Rau've and the war was over. Iris was overjoyed knowing that no more children would have to fight and die as their family did. But Iris could see that Samuel didn't feel the same way. He wanted revenge and Iris knew that. She could relate to him but the idea of being in danger for revenge wasn't the way for her. She wanted to be normal. But when she looked at how determined Samuel was she couldn't help but go with him. After all, wherever Samuel goes she will follow. Forever.

Innocence Lost: A Science Fantasy RP [V.03]

Iris Matthews

Name: Iris Matthews
Age: 15 almost 16
Physical Description: 5'7

Iris

Important items:
A locket with a picture of Samuel and our Family

Identical wrist bands that make a heart when connected with Samuel's half

A gold ring that matches Samuel's ring

Omni-tool

Ballistic suit

Coilgun Pistol

Spell List:

Gemini Link (Underworld) - A passive spell that seemed to have been innate to the Matthews twins as it connects their very souls. With this deep connection, their strength and magic become more powerful the closer they are to each other. However, this same effect happens in vis versa as the farther they are away from each other the weaker they become.
Every 100 feet they are away they lose half of their strength to the point of being 1/10 of the strength of physical and magical power they normally have.
When they are 200 feet away from each other they are at their normal strength, as every 10 feet they are closer to each other they gain 10% extra strength of physical and magical power. This goes to the point where they are holding each other they gain Triple the strength of physical and magical power they naturally have. - This deep connection has a few detrimental parts as when one of them gets wounded the other will get an identical wound, no matter how far they are from the other.
- Anytime someone is to heal one of them of their wounds, it will heal both of them. However, this is true with all things, including magics to help and hurt, poisons and medicines, and as well as anything that will affect one with some helpful or hurtful effect.

Enchantment (High)- Iris can give an object magical powers; said powers are any of her spells or a spell lent by a willing partner

Molecular Deconstruction (Change)- Turning solid objects into there smaller parts. Like rock to dust, metal to metal sands, plastic to oil, or simply breaking up its singular form. Works on inanimate objects. It rapidly spreads through the object. It can also be projected like an invisible wall around 5 meters across and 3 meters high. It projects from Iris's intent

Heal (Change)- Iris changes all broken cells back into there normal self. If some pieces are missing it will fill in with scar tissue.

Your it! (Change)- Iris looks at a person or a thing, attracting anything that she throws, and the magic she uses and modifies chases the target.

Exceptional Skill List:
Exceptional Luck

Backstory

Twin Stars

Iris was born with her twin, Samuel, to Richard and Joanne. Richard Matthews worked as a Star Ship Inspector and Joanne Matthews worked as a meteor miner. Mom was working one of the drills when she went into labor. 6 hours later, the twins were born. Iris was very healthy and came out screaming her lungs off. Samuel was born smaller and quiet, lacking constitution. As they grew, these differences at birth seemed to define their traits early in life. Iris had grown quickly, towering over Samuel. She loved to play games, sports, and adventure. Iris was quite a handful to deal with and she would usually get ahead of herself and leave everyone behind. However, she would always run back for her brother, She enjoyed teasing him calling him little brother, poking fun at his size. Whenever Iris made Samuel cry on accident she would panic and cry too. Although she was quite the athlete and developed a strong personality, what she lacked was academic skills. She was truly an idiot. If it weren't for Samuel and the threat of no more sweets, she would have been held back. She could never stand being away from Samuel for more than a few hours. Any more and she would throw a truly outrageous fit.

Their parents loved Iris and Samuel but not in the normal way. Having twins that were almost like opposites entertained them. Iris and Samuel were almost status symbols to them. Iris could never tell the difference and saw it as normal. Their gifts were meant to sell how close they were as siblings, adding to the look of the family unit. Iris couldn't help but love every matching present they got, each one becoming a new treasure to her. Samuel was her brother and best friend and these gifts that connected them were nothing short of proof that it was true. Sadly this started to create the notion that their relationship with Samuel was more important than any relationship with her friends or even her parents.

Just turning 10 the day before Iris wasn't done celebrating with Samuel. She pulled him along to a remote woodland park that she discovered the other day when she hopped on the bus for no reason. It was new and full of adventure. Iris was running everywhere checking out all sorts of things. However, all this running had made her hungry. There she saw an ice cream van. Having 5 credits in her pocket and those sweet treats were a weakness for her. She ran over and started to order a 2 churro, 2 vanilla cones, and 2 sodas. The white-haired man asked what the occasion was and Iris without though spurted out it was her birthday with a big energetic smile. The man smiled and told that if she came to the back of the truck he would give her some candy. Iris was a naïve girl and the man in the van sold ice cream. How could he be bad? She ran to the back and out popped some men in black, trying to grab her. She was able to resist for a while by kicking and screaming for Samuel. She even bit one hard enough it went through his pants and drew blood. However, she in the end was pulled into the van which started to move. Still struggling, she heard Samuel coming over. The scene that followed was gruesome as Samuel reached in at the exact moment they slammed the van door. The metal edge of the door had sheered his arm off. Iris screamed in the realization of what happened and passed out from shock.

Days in captivity

Iris slowly came to consciousness in a windowless grey room. Old stale air filled the room, a juxtaposition to the clean air of the park she and her brother were at. As Iris slowly rose to her knees, Samuel seemed to hover near her, seemingly trying to keep her calm. Iris, however, was still foggy on what had occurred but she could at least tell Samuel was okay. With that, she hugged into him and cried for a bit as their situation became clearer to her as he regained focus. Soon they told us they were at a laboratory owned by the government. Iris wanted to ask more questions to her captors but Samuel always told her that it be unwise to do so. Soon training and experiments began. Iris's sense of self deteriorated quickly but Samuel held her together through the worst of it. She will always remember the sweets he would give her in the facility. The only sense of normality they had was each other and she was always scared to lose Samuel. The cramp spaces started to make her feel like the walls were always closing in and before she knew it she had developed claustrophobia.

A few months into the brutal training, Iris and Samuel ran into an older boy, Tarak. Iris was nervous at first, him being so much older made her feel as if maybe he was somehow working with the adults. Iris observed him speaking with the other kids and seeing how they liked him, she followed suit eventually and started to like him as well. Soon he was the only other person Iris trusted besides Samuel. His having candy also helped her trust him as ironic as that seemed.

Tarak appearing at the facility was followed in an increased intensity of training. They kicked up the training ludicrous levels. The start was okay but the mental toll was starting to have Iris's energy wane as every day of this hellish regime broke her down more and more. Samuel and Iris were barely able to move at the end of the day but Tarak was always there at the end of the day to make sure we could continue. Iris would have not have been able to continue if it wasn't for both Samuel and Tarak. Iris remembered when Samuel came to her bunk to check on her after a particularly hard day. He jumped into the bunk and comforted her till she would fall asleep giving her the first restful sleep she had in months. At first, Iris thought she was just a burden for Samuel and Tarak, never seeing her worth to them. During a certain night she woke as it seemed Samuel had awakened in a cold sweat, she watched him hold into her. The sight of her tired and scared brother forged a strong resolve to keep him safe, to be there for him. She knew she wasn't tough like them but all she could do was smile for them then that is what she would do.

Basic training had finally completed for the twins and Iris had grown stronger. Iris walked around the base looking for Tarak or Samuel. She didn’t like being by herself in this place, it made her remember there kidnapping. It wasn't long before she noticed there were fewer kids around and her heart began to sink as she began to worry about her brother. Almost paralyzed with anxiety and fear before those feelings were uprooted by Samuel hugging her. She felt true relief that he was okay and they were together. It wasn't long until some men in black started to grab them. Almost like last time she started to resist. Biting and kicking through the entire exchange. They were trying to separate them. If they weren't wearing face mask she would have tried to bite at their face and pluck their eyes out. Anything to keep Samuel together. Eventually, they just decided to take us together. As they walked Iris held Samuel's hand trying to act tough but Samuel could feel how shaky her grasp was. As they were brought to an operating room and hastily were strapped to their tables. They began to pierce our skin with countless needles that were all connected to this see-through vat of white-rainbow liquid. The liquid began to move down the tubes, inching closer to the injection site. Iris began to panic and started to try to break out of her confines. She looked over to see how Samuel was reacting and saw him mouth "it's alright, I'm here". All she could do was lay back and smile. No matter what we'll be alright were her only thoughts as the liquid pumped through their veins. She tried to hold in her screams but the pain was just too much to bear and she didn't even know when she passed out from the pain. Later they woke up in their bunk, holding each other. She couldn't help but smile and say were alright to Samuel, holding him tighter after that through the pain.

By some weird coincidence, it seemed that Iris and Samuel were linked by magic. The scientist couldn't help but test the twins unique magic. These "tests" were just as crude as poking a frog with a stick to see if it did something. Through the experiments, they discovered how their power worked at the very least. Iris loved this power as to her that proved to her that their connection was something truly magical. Whenever Iris got hurt Samuel would run over to check on her and make sure she was okay. She started to get use to the attention from Samuel and to a degree became more greedy with her doting brother. He seemed to enjoy it too so she just decided that being the "little" sister wasn't that bad. Magic training wasn't nearly as bad as basic training and she could feel a part of her personality come back as in private she started to tease him a little. They started to work with each other's magic to become a real unit, combining spells and coming up with strategies to support each other. Iris found a lot of fun to be had working with Samuel. Although they were held here against there will if she didn’t try to have fun it would mean she would break her resolve.

Fog of War

Once Iris and Samuel seemed to make the requirements set by the government they were sent off. Battles were more intense then they could imagine. It was truly dizzying what they would expect of the child soldiers. Blood and death were tough for the first few battles but Iris was always got by it knowing Samuel was there. Well more exactly, Iris started to see the battles as simply an exchange in away. To Iris, her and Samuel life's were worth more than everything else. She balanced all the things she did as for her and her brother and that protected her delicate sense of self intact through all the death and bloodshed. The officers were definitely annoying though. She knew if she responded or let them get to her so she did her best to close off even to her own allies.

About a year and a half into the war life had tried to become normal but it felt as if something was missing that Iris couldn't place. However, the answer seemed to be assigned to them as a huge "child" approached decked out in power armor. Iris was worried because honestly calling this guy a kid was stretching the definition of kid. Samuel stood in front of Iris to keep her safe. However, a welcomed surprise occurred as the guy removed his helmet revealing big brother Tarak! Neither of them had seen Tarik since the injections, Iris started to believe that he was one of the ones that couldn't withstand the infusion. Either way, Iris couldn't hold her excitement as she threw herself at Tarak to hug him. Fighting with Tarak made things less stressful having someone to help out. Tarak did the normal thing and started to take more under his wing and more people joined our little company. Iris loved every ounce of attention she got from Tarak. Her heart softened up a little with Tarik around.

Everyone's mood seemed to improve as things went by despite the bloody war always looming. She didn't know how to describe it but she felt close to all of them. Samuel's sour mood seemed to finally start improving and that was a relief to Iris. She had been scared that during him trying to keep her safe that he was going to lose something that can't be replaced. Tarek would always get candy somehow and would hand it out between the kids. Candy was still one of Iris's favorite things and is probably still the quickest way to get on her good side. No matter how much candy she was given it would always be gone in a day or 2. However, she would always give Samuel the puppy eyes to get his candy, then she would do the cutesy routine to all the other child solders to get all their leftover sweets. These were the good times before the war kept its promise of ruining our lives.

We were given a mission to wipe out the alien forces in star system Proxima. This would wipe the opposing forces out, that was our final mission. It all felt too surreal that after this mission we could all go home, we could all be normal again. Samuel could start being a nerd again and Iris could be that typical high school girl that loved sweets! But there was something that outweighed this excitement. Iris believed that the potential rewards of this mission would lead Samuel to do too much and throw himself into this mission holding nothing back. We were given the mission of raiding their flagship Indignation. Iris was nervous before the mission but not just for her and Samuel. For Tarak and the rest of their group that they have made from all of this warring. She realized as she looked down at her locket and opened it. As she looked at her brother she felt love and a deep want to protect them but when she looked at her parents the emotions were nearly as intense. She looked up to the group and the feelings were so much stronger for them then she thinks she ever felt for her parents. She did a silent apology to her parents in the frame and replaced it with a picture of her new family.

Prisoners of War

However, the mission fell apart almost instantly, aa these weird darts had started to knock out there teammates one after another. One of the darts got her in the leg leaving her half-awake as she watched some of her family get gunned down and watched her brother literally take bullets to keep her safe. She could only watch as they hurt them. She pleaded countless times to Samuel to just leave her. But he wouldn't. Soon they were knocked out. In her unconscious state, she envisioned for family being slaughtered over and over again like some sort of wicked fate.

She awoke to shake from her night terror, already hyperventilating and about to go enter hysteria when she realized that if she was alive then Samuel might be as well. She bit the lip like Samuel and she had practiced to let each other know we were okay. But she felt nothing, no response, nothing. He didn’t respond. Hysteria began to set in for her as her nightmare seemed like it was coming to life. She tried to break out, using her magic but nothing sprang forth from her will. She couldn't use magic. She stopped and thought maybe she just can't feel Samuel at the moment. With that, she fruitlessly took her fist to the door trying to break it. She yelled out for Samuel as her fist went bloody, breaking it in her hysteria. Eventually, she had passed out from exhaustion.

Eventually, they let us meet without fellow captives. As she saw some of her group was not here she started to cry into Tarak's chest, mourning the death of there friends. She didn't see Samuel either and for the moments he was not there she felt so empty like something had been ripped out of her. Tarak let Iris mourn for a bit, running off to go help the others. Soon Iris pinged up to see Samuel, still alive. She rose to her feet as he came near. She held him gently because she couldn't squeeze yet, she still felt too weak to squeeze. She never wanted to be apart from Samuel again. Things calmed down as she had to accept who had died and just hold them in memory. During this time Iris had become more clingy to Samuel then usual. To the point, she doesn't remember being away from him for more than a few minutes at a time. The Rau've treated them much more humanely then there own people did. Samuel informed her that the Ascendancy had made peace with the Rau've and the war was over. Iris was overjoyed knowing that no more children would have to fight and die as their family did. But Iris could see that Samuel didn't feel the same way. He wanted revenge and Iris knew that. She could relate to him but the idea of being in danger for revenge wasn't the way for her. She wanted to be normal. But when she looked at how determined Samuel was she couldn't help but go with him. After all, wherever Samuel goes she will follow. Forever.

Fenixtear - A Fairy Tail RP

Hey, I'm interested in joining if there is any opening left.

Academy of Noble Arms - The Golden Generation

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Fredrick Jones

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With Fredrick's little dramatic display of sorrow and defeat over, Herman had seemed to go into his motivational speaker persona. Well, it was less of a persona for Herman and more his natural state of being from what Fredrick could gather. Honestly, it was so routine this little charade they had that he would have been surprised and worried if Herman hadn't. He more or less sent a slight smile Herman's way as he continued trying to cheer Fredrick up.

Herman's kind and encouraging words always hit their mark as by the end of his little speak Fredrick was feeling like he was renewed somehow. He sat up From his slump and rubbed his eyes, letting out laughs, barely getting "I get it, Herman, I really do. And thanks as always for picking me up like usual" out before taking a deep breath. He holds it in for a few seconds before releasing it, displaying his newly restored vigor. Fredrick quietly says "Alright" as his eyes dashes back to his backpack, pulling out the same papers as before. He crossed his legs once more as started grading leaning back in a relaxed manner.

Working with a small smile on his face, he speaks to Herman "So I was thinking that tomorrow I would give them a group project, something more interesting than my usual long-winded lectures. Thinking of having them discuss an event in history that resonated with them and have them discuss it within their group. Maybe hostility will at least lessen if they can see each other as more then one dimensional. Well, at least I hope. Who knows I might spark something on accident but I can't just tread around them like they are bombs. They're people, and I have to give them enough respect to assume they will see each other as people as well." The though is now fully playing out what if they disagree with one another and start fighting. The worry sets in Fredrick's mind as he just thinks well this project might go badly. He releases reservations about the possibilities, simply believing that if they come to fruition then he would just have to deal with it there. To almost crack a joke about the whole thing he pulls out his phone and makes Herman's 5 on speed dial.

After finishing the grading Fredrick stretches himself out, cracking his knuckles in the process. Then giving Emily some more affection. "Sorry for ignoring you" he cues at her. More or less sitting there for awhile trying to decide what to eat tonight.

@Th3King0fChaos

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Henry

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Vaulting off of the hands, Henry tried to land normally but his balance had seemed to still be shot from earlier. The tumble acted like a splash of cold water, shocking his system and bringing him back from that foggy existence. He took a look around to see Nikolay knocked far back, hands gone from what he can tell. Henry knew he hit him but to how and to what extent was a mystery at the moment. Henry put up a guard to keep himself safe in case of retaliation.

But instead, Nikolay started to laugh. Henry lowered his guard thinking the fight might be over now. Hectic is a word to describe the encounter but Henry would describe it more as dangerous. Still, Henry nodded his head in agreeance. Hearing that he won was a bit shocking to him as he just couldn't make out all the details after he had his brain shaken. But he would accept the win as he really didn't feel like arguing against himself at the moment. He came over to Nikolay shake his hand, disarming himself as well, as he clasped Nikolay's hand "Good fight."

Henry was thrown off by a Russian accent now but he was too foggy to care. As Nikolay showed concern for Henry about the hit he did Henry could only smile at him as he said "No, I'm fine. The shock wave reverberated in my upper body for a bit, I think. It more or less shook me a bit." He took a look at Nikolay, inspecting him for injury. He seemed to be hurt but nothing worse than expected out of a spar. Henry let out a sigh of relief as he placed a hand on Nikolay's shoulder "Well, I need to sit down for a bit. That hit is still taking my balance away as we speak. You did good Nikolay" Henry started to walk past him, not trying to show that his balance was still gone. He was headed to the benches

During the walk, he could still feel his heart pounding like he was still fighting. No, like it still wanted to fight. The energy he felt in his arms and legs confirmed this. Henry's body had been itching for a fight earlier, he knew that but for the first time, his body wanted to keep fighting. Like it hasn't had its fill of danger. Not being able to understand this fully, he simply pinned this on that Hailey's father had angered him more than he thought.

He carefully kneeled to pick up his jacket he had tossed off before all this exercise. He slowly rose from his crouched position to be sure of his balance. He set his jacket over his shoulder and headed over to the benches, seeing Hailey there. He smiled as he started to head over. As he was making his way over he sees the black mist materialized from under her. His vision was too blurry to make out any more detail about the mist or Hailey's expression but Henry had a gut feeling that she wasn't okay. He made his way over quickly, almost stumbling a few times. Once he got close he could see the terrified look she had on her face. Henry tried to sit down softly but his legs didn't listen to him as he sat down hard, shaking the bench a bit. He took his jacket and covered her with, trying to comfort her. Henry preceded to place an arm around Hailey and pull her in. At this point any issues Henry had seemed to cease in his mind as his attention was dedicated to making sure she was alright. "Hey Hailey, it's alright now" in a very calm but strong voice. Henry watched, hoping he could help her through this tumultuous time.

@Landaus Five-One