Sloth

星空 不朽 | Hoshizora Everlasting

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WcDonald's, Toukotan Park, The Asterisk
Spring, SY 3233/UC 233/AY 117

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Can't someone enjoy a meal in peace?

Zander Pyralis hadn't been on the Asterisk more than a day when he found himself asking himself this question immediately after getting sent flying towards the ground after a midair collision. This is what happens when you leave the orphan to his own devices without a supervisor. Well, this is what happens when the orphan in question disappears into the sprawling city after his first day at school, at least.

It hadn't taken him long to find what he assumed to be the meteor's resident chain restaurant along the side of what appeared to be the school's park. The shop's proprietor welcomed Zander warmly and had begun working on his order (even if Zander had taken a good five minutes just to find out what a 'cheeseburger' was.) before a group of three more students also found their way into the establishment and began to hover around where Zander was seated, with the leader of the group taking a seat opposite Zander and not too subtly eyeing him up behind glasses and snow white hair.

"Nice jacket."

"Thanks."

Zander hadn't had the opportunity to change out of his school uniform more-so than throw his black and gold jacket over it.

"Millennium Group, huh."

The distaste in his classmate's voice wasn't particularly well hidden.

"So you must be the charity case everyone's talking about."

Zander knew an attempt to get under his skin when he saw one, and in this instance, the sudden grin that appeared on his face seemed to throw the boy across from him off guard.

"Yeah. Who might you be?"

His newfound companion didn't get the opportunity to say much more than "My name is Sylas-" before his head had an impromptu and rather violent meeting with the table.

From there, everything became something of a blur of motion to Zander. Sylas' two compatriots didn't waste time jumping to his aid, but chopsticks to the eye had been more than enough to get Zander out of his seated position. Before long the quartet had spilled out into the street in front of the restaurant, which soon became covered with scorch marks before Sylas and Zander took to the sky. It was surely a sight to behold for any below them, but sadly it wouldn't last long, as Zander only managed to shoot one more ray of fire at his opponent before he found himself flying through the air on the receiving end of a gale forced punch.

He crashed into a park bench and was effectively out of it when he noticed a crowd growing around him, not to mention a vaguely familiar lump of pink hair he seemed to have knocked over.

"Hey....don't I know you from somewhere..."

One thing was for certain. Zander still didn't have his cheeseburger.

星空 不朽 | Hoshizora Everlasting

Resident Delinquent Protagonist

Z a n d e r

_Name

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Alezander Pyralis

_Age

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15

_Gender

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Male

_Appearance

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One thing can be said about the Millennium Group, and it is that they tried their damnedest to make Zander look as presentable as possible, for an orphan plucked directly from the streets. Where his shock of crimson hair was once filthy and riddled with knotted ends, it is now simply an unruly collection of tufts. His most notable trait outside of this being his pale green eyes that seem to reflect the hunger of their owner.

Though he has spent the past few weeks adhering to a new diet in preparation for enrolling in the Asterisk, signs of Zander's upbringing can still be sign in his slim frame. He stands rather short for his age at five feet, two inches, which is at least partially attributed to his formerly perpetual state of malnourishment, something that cannot be helped even with an exercise plan of running from angry storekeepers and their guards that served as the closest thing your homeworld has to actual authorities.

_Birthplace

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Slars (formerly known as 8790I Vulcan) is the sole habitable planet of the Vulcan Cluster on the outskirts of the Solaris Accord. It was established as a mining colony during the years of humanity's initial expansion into the wider universe. While initially a boom settlement, it soon fell into disrepair and poverty once the mines were exhausted, and though the population has shrunken to nearly one third of its height, many still etch out their lives on the so called abandoned rock. That the vast majority do this via less than legal means is anything but a surprise, but the Slars have been deemed too insignificant to properly deal with by the Accord, and as such they continue as a pirate settlement of the disillusioned and dispossessed. How Zander escaped without some sort of disease is a minor miracle.

_Personality

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'Rough around the edges' is likely the most polite thing you'll hear said about Alezander Pyralis. More often, you'll hear about an overly aggressive, brash, and downright rude boy from the forgotten edge of the Solaris Accord who holds no respect for anyone. In truth, a lifetime of hardship and looking out for himself has left Zander very contemptuous and fiercely independent. Some would say he is ignorant of his standing in life. Zander would say it is quite the contrary; he knows exactly where he comes from, and would do anything to avoid going back to such a life. Anything. This does not lend itself to being a classmate to nobles, company heirs, and super geniuses, however.

In short, Zander has very little experience in dealing with people in his own age group. Being taken advantage of by corrupt orphan mothers and pawn brokers who deal in stolen goods? He knows those extremely well. Table manners and casual conversation? Not so much. How he will adjust going from living on city streets to within school dormitories is yet to be seen, but one thing is for sure, like Zander himself, it will no doubt be anything but subtle.

_Background

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Born in the slums of the closest thing Slars has to a capital city, Alezander Pyralis' early life was not a pleasant one. Though he had the luxury of an orphanage to ensure he was literate and knew basic arithmetic, by the time he was twelve, Zander had already become a child of the streets, where he thrived as a thief and pick-pocket. He does not like to talk about his time in the orphanage, and the most anyone has ever gotten him to say on the matter is that those who did not starve either fought, or simply disappeared, and Zander ensured he was one of the former. In short, Zander had already been through more than his fair share of hardship before he found himself chosen to escape a life of poverty and petty crime.

Unbeknownst to Zander, Slars became the target of interest for a humanitarian organization known as the Millennium Group. Supposedly, they were looking for select volunteers to test their experimental magitek systems in exchange for a chance at an education and to become a productive member of society. All that mattered to Zander was that they were offering a way out of the hell hole that was his homeworld. Nonetheless, Zander saw his opportunity and took it. Eventually, it was revealed that he was the only test subject who successfully resonated with the 'Magitek Assistant Incantation Device.' and as such had the extreme luck of being selected to represent the organization at the Asterisk. Whatever that was.

His handlers in the Millennium Group have not told him that the Asterisk is another form of schooling.

_Statistics

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STR - ▰▰▱▱▱
DEX - ▰▰▰▰▰
CON - ▰▰▰▰▱
INT - ▰▰▱▱▱
WIS - ▰▰▰▰▰
CHA - ▰▰▱▱▱

_M.A.I.D.

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Following his selection to attend the Asterisk, Zander was put through a rigorous set of tests by a number of scientists at the Millennium Group to determine the best choice of MAID for his individual skill set. Eventually it was concluded that Zander was best suited for....a pair of sneakers. The unassuming nature of Zander's MAID belies their true function; acting as an exit point for the energy Zander can accumulate during a battle. Coincidentally, Zander's magical ability seems to manifest in the form of fire.

Considering the incredibly short amount of time Zander has been in possession of his MAID, he has shown a great amount of intuition with it, mostly in the form of propelling himself forward at nearly super sonic speeds, using his magical flames as a crude form of turbo fuel. Other than that, he seems to have grasped the obvious technique of just kicking various forms of fire at people. While not as skilled as most others attending the Asterisk, one cannot deny Zander's less than subtle fighting method is rather effective.

_{Miscellaneous}

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Zander was not born with a proper surname. When filing his paperwork for entrance into the Asterisk, his handlers simply put the city of his birth in place of a an actual name.

What Are You Listening To?

I don't know how this ended up on my Spotify and it bewilders me.

星空 不朽 | Hoshizora Everlasting

Top level Discord reference.

Attack on Titan: Somnium

Sola back at it again with the weebshit.

星空 不朽 | Hoshizora Everlasting

Resident Delinquent Archetype

Z a n d e r

_Name

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Alezander Pyralis

_Age

---

15

_Gender

---

Male

_Appearance

---

One thing can be said about the Millennium Group, and it is that they tried their damnedest to make Zander look as presentable as possible, for an orphan plucked directly from the streets. Where his shock of crimson hair was once filthy and riddled with knotted ends, it is now simply an unruly collection of tufts. His most notable trait outside of this being his pale green eyes that seem to reflect the hunger of their owner.

Though he has spent the past few weeks adhering to a new diet in preparation for enrolling in the Asterisk, signs of Zander's upbringing can still be sign in his slim frame. He stands rather short for his age at five feet, two inches, which is at least partially attributed to his formerly perpetual state of malnourishment, something that cannot be helped even with an exercise plan of running from angry storekeepers and their guards that served as the closest thing your homeworld has to actual authorities.

_Birthplace

---

Slars (formerly known as 8790I Vulcan) is the sole habitable planet of the Vulcan Cluster on the outskirts of the Solaris Accord. It was established as a mining colony during the years of humanity's initial expansion into the wider universe. While initially a boom settlement, it soon fell into disrepair and poverty once the mines were exhausted, and though the population has shrunken to nearly one third of its height, many still etch out their lives on the so called abandoned rock. That the vast majority do this via less than legal means is anything but a surprise, but the Slars have been deemed too insignificant to properly deal with by the Accord, and as such they continue as a pirate settlement of the disillusioned and dispossessed. How Zander escaped without some sort of disease is a minor miracle.

_Personality

---

'Rough around the edges' is likely the most polite thing you'll hear said about Alezander Pyralis. More often, you'll hear about an overly aggressive, brash, and downright rude boy from the forgotten edge of the Solaris Accord who holds no respect for anyone. In truth, a lifetime of hardship and looking out for himself has left Zander very contemptuous and fiercely independent. Some would say he is ignorant of his standing in life. Zander would say it is quite the contrary; he knows exactly where he comes from, and would do anything to avoid going back to such a life. Anything. This does not lend itself to being a classmate to nobles, company heirs, and super geniuses, however.

In short, Zander has very little experience in dealing with people in his own age group. Being taken advantage of by corrupt orphan mothers and pawn brokers who deal in stolen goods? He knows those extremely well. Table manners and casual conversation? Not so much. How he will adjust going from living on city streets to within school dormitories is yet to be seen, but one thing is for sure, like Zander himself, it will no doubt be anything but subtle.

_Background

---

Born in the slums of the closest thing Slars has to a capital city, Alezander Pyralis' early life was not a pleasant one. Though he had the luxury of an orphanage to ensure he was literate and knew basic arithmetic, by the time he was twelve, Zander had already become a child of the streets, where he thrived as a thief and pick-pocket. He does not like to talk about his time in the orphanage, and the most anyone has ever gotten him to say on the matter is that those who did not starve either fought, or simply disappeared, and Zander ensured he was one of the former. In short, Zander had already been through more than his fair share of hardship before he found himself chosen to escape a life of poverty and petty crime.

Unbeknownst to Zander, Slars became the target of interest for a humanitarian organization known as the Millennium Group. Supposedly, they were looking for select volunteers to test their experimental magitek systems in exchange for a chance at an education and to become a productive member of society. All that mattered to Zander was that they were offering a way out of the hell hole that was his homeworld. Nonetheless, Zander saw his opportunity and took it. Eventually, it was revealed that he was the only test subject who successfully resonated with the 'Magitek Assistant Incantation Device.' and as such had the extreme luck of being selected to represent the organization at the Asterisk. Whatever that was.

His handlers in the Millennium Group have not told him that the Asterisk is another form of schooling.

_Statistics

---

STR - ▰▰▱▱▱
DEX - ▰▰▰▰▰
CON - ▰▰▰▰▱
INT - ▰▰▱▱▱
WIS - ▰▰▰▰▰
CHA - ▰▰▱▱▱

_M.A.I.D.

---

Following his selection to attend the Asterisk, Zander was put through a rigorous set of tests by a number of scientists at the Millennium Group to determine the best choice of MAID for his individual skill set. Eventually it was concluded that Zander was best suited for....a pair of sneakers. The unassuming nature of Zander's MAID belies their true function; acting as an exit point for the energy Zander can accumulate during a battle. Coincidentally, Zander's magical ability seems to manifest in the form of fire.

Considering the incredibly short amount of time Zander has been in possession of his MAID, he has shown a great amount of intuition with it, mostly in the form of propelling himself forward at nearly super sonic speeds, using his magical flames as a crude form of turbo fuel. Other than that, he seems to have grasped the obvious technique of just kicking various forms of fire at people. While not as skilled as most others attending the Asterisk, one cannot deny Zander's less than subtle fighting method is rather effective.

_{Miscellaneous}

---

Zander was not born with a proper surname. When filing his paperwork for entrance into the Asterisk, his handlers simply put the city of his birth in place of a an actual name.

Hoshizora Everlasting

Sola back at it again with the weebshit.

Exalted: Lullaby of a Dying Realm

I'm hefting this rainbow sword one way or another, by the power of Greyskull.

• 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐋𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐃𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 •

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Buenohermano

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Hammerhorn

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Answer the Call

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Lord Paramount Garyn Goodbrother

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