Esailia

Incarceron: A Sci-Fi Intergalactic Imprisonment

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Incarceron: A Sci-Fi Intergalactic Imprisonment

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Incarceron: A Sci-Fi Intergalactic Imprisonment

Alonare

Name: Alonare
Age: young adult
Race: Nekomata

Appearance

Gender: Female
Height: Five foot
Abilities: increased agility, enhanced vision, good hearing.
Skills: skiled with a bo staff and shortbow. But she can use her claws and teeth to as much use as any dagger.
Rank: Class B
Brief Bio/History: On one of the planets the Ebolorians visited was dominated by dense forests separated by small spaces of plains. it was here they found a race of anthromorphic beings that call themselves Nekomata. They evolved from the large felines of the world over thousands of years, becoming more humanoid to survive the huge climate changes that happen every two years, due to the rotation of the planet.

The race, while humanoid, were still mostly instinctual, relying on their predatory drives over intellectual goals of a society. Nomads for the most part. Their leader, a matriarch, led the largest group of her race, and very successfully. She had fought off countless challenges to her rule, being a very skilled and clever fighter. It was for this reason the Ebolorians took her and her tribe for the arena. It'd be an easy matter to simulate a forested land for them to fight in, and many would enjoy seeing a new species killing or dying in other types of environments.

For her part, Alonare quickly grew in the ranks, gaining popularity with the audiences and a standing among the other combatants. She was known for her strategy and brutal execution of them. Give her a few fighters to lead, and it was no longer a fight...it was a hunt. She does not kill for sport, however. She had been forced to fight, and does so when ordered to. Otherwise, the Nekomata Matriarch attacks only to defend herself or against predators that wish harm upon her kind.

Recently, she has been seen talking with other species, hoping to make pacts and lessen the in-fighting that has been encouraged by their overlords, the Ebolorians.

Affiliation: Alonare has the loyalty of her race, and encourages her kind to help one other if they are seen being attacked, as it was on their home against other tribes. She also has clout with others, a respect that comes from being an honorable opponent as well as merciful with a swift kill if forced to.

Incarceron: A Sci-Fi Intergalactic Imprisonment

Is that last female spot still open? I feel this story could use a rather savage anthromorphic race, almost bred for the arena...

Zombie Badlands [OOC]

Was reading the first OOC post, and I'm very intriguued by this 'skill system'. I can't write up a CS now, but I have an idea for one. Is there space for another character?

Crossroads of Astas [High Fantasy]

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*Pokes cat ears up*

Mrew?

A Superpowered War

The young woman was shopping in a grocery store, gaze scanning the apple selection. She looked ordinary enough. A bit eccentric with her outfit for the place, she was dressed in a long sleeve pink sweater, a knee length denim skirt, and a wide red belt that would be more at home on an anime girl than real life. But she did seem to have stepped out of a manga with the near perfect long, blonde hair, almost sparkling in the light. A long hair clip kept her bangs out of her face, making it easy to see her light brown eyes.

A store clerk that was working the produce wandered over and asked if she needed help, but instead of answering normally, she pulled out an electric notepad and wrote her answer on its face before lifting it up for the man to read. She couldn't talk, it seemed. A mute maybe? The clerk, in response to what was written, nodded before pointing towards the granny smith display in the center of produce, then smiled and wished her a good day.

The woman smiled and nodded back, quickly making a beeline over to pick out a few of the green, tart apples, added them to her basket, then headed to check out.

Esailia Sighed as she almost jogged away from the store. Sometimes she wondered if it was worth the trouble of avoiding the governments that wanted to learn more about that meteor. Always sneaking around, looking over one's shoulder, praying that there wasn't an agent on her tail. There were others like her, chattering away telepathically as if it couldn't be spied upon. Just like any other form of remote communication, it created waves in the air that could be detected, given you had the proper sensory modification. She learned this when she was almost caught after leaving the hotel she stayed at long ago, on top of learning about how the governments were after people like her.

She only had a theory of course, but how else would they have known about her? No doubt there was some folder with her name on it in an office cabinet somewhere in a government building...

Esailia pulled an apple out of her grocery bag, biting into it as she pondered the offer of a safe haven as well. While it wasn't the best idea, what did she have to gain over losing? She could gain allies, people she can work with to survive. She could be caught, and experimented on like in her nightmares. She could teach others how to control their thoughts and protect themselves from the governments. She could be forced to tell agents how to better find others like her with torture...

She took another bite of her apple, sighing and in her head muttered a curse in german....

Crossroads of Astas [High Fantasy]

Sorry about my late post. I rarely have time to think about and write a post up without being interrupted constantly.

Crossroads of Astas [High Fantasy]

Esailia was fiddling with a chunk of wood, rubbing it with a thumb or etching on it with a claw. She was a hunter, a warrior of her people, yet this person had her doing chores fit for a kitten. The girl had been sent out on various little errands, such as getting drinks or checking on their room at the inn. When she accepted a ride, she was expecting something more...exciting.

She glanced at the current customer of Luna's, examining the person intently for a few moments before returning to her carving. Her own hood was sitting just over her forehead, hiding herself away from prying eyes that may question the seemingly normal merchant and bodyguard pair.

A Superpowered War

*Pokes* Sorry, I'm here as well!

Also, am I accepted? I posted a week ago, just below Queen Raidne's.

Esailia

Name: Esailia
Age: 16
Country of Origin: America, visiting Germany.
Power(s): Telepathy, Telekinesis: Esailia has the ability to speak to others through their minds, and if they can't concentrate on a single thing or effectively block telepathic links, she can read their minds like an open book. This is rare, since even focusing on an object or listening to something intently can raise a wall, due to how the human mind works. Her other ability is to affect objects with just her concentration. This can also be thwarted if she is distracted. While both of these are useful, she feels her best defense against others is a meditative state where she lowers her body's activities to a bare minimum, barely living. This lowers her mind's activity as well, increasing her telepathy and telekinesis greatly. But the other effect of this is her higher brain functions are lowered as well. Her mind reacts by instinct as a result.
Greek Name: Chi
Side: On the Run

Appearance

Personality: An observer in most outward appearances, Esailia tends to avoid social activities and interactions. She is shy and enjoys the company of animals more than other people. Once someone gets past her shy demeanor, she's an eager friend, quick to try to please and quicker to help those in need. She has a general dislike for people who disrespect others, and will attempt to call them out on it. She's honest and upfront to the best of her abilities.
History: Born and raised in Washington state, she enjoyed a quiet life, going to school and excelling in all her classes. But she had one issue...she was mute. She never talks about how it happened, but she tries to not let it affect her everyday life. She even took a language class, German.

It's her hardworking and high grades in the class that landed her a ticket to Germany. Her teacher had bartered with the principal to get her a seat, and it was an amazing experience to be heading to the place where her favorite language was something she rarely heard outside the classroom. But this was a curse in disguise...if it wasn't for this gift, she would have been safe.

After the meteor hit, she attempted to book a plane ride home, only to be told all flights were cancelled. She spent the next weeks huddled in her hotel room, drinking from the tap and eating the hotel's food. It was a mistake to drink from the tap. She soon found herself spacing out, hearing voices in her head, and most obvious...floating objects when she went to grab them. She was clever enough to realize that she had become mutated. She kept up with the news, and with the realization, she spent her time stretching her new muscles.

She honed her telekinesis until she could be doing something else, focus on the object in her mind, and move it without even looking. And to her surprise she could talk to others in their head. She learned this by the expression on the room service maid's face when Esailia asked her telepathically while she was focused on writing the request on a pad.

She left quickly after that, heading out to find others like her, ever learning and expanding how to use her new abilities.

Other: She has been picking up a few others like herself, more than the minor telepathic communication. One even seemed to speak to..what she could best describe as a deity.