YoshiSkittlez

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@NuttsnBolts Hey! Sorry for the delay! There was a weird miscommunication with the other GM's and myself :D But you're good across all the boards! Vicier will pop her over into the character sections shortly. And when you decide on the second plasmid color, just let us know and Vicier can throw that into her CS.

Speaking of CS's, if you were wanting to make another character, the three of us wouldn't mind at all. We're wanting to get this started very soon and the more characters we have, the better (though don't test us. My record for one roleplay is somewhere around 20 different characters o.o)! :)

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@NuttsnBolts Basically, just pick two plasmid colors you think look cool (and that aren't taken) and throw them in your CS. We'll find out what colors do what when the times comes in the RP :)

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DID SOMEONE SAY STRIP?

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@Legion-114

I can get you a gutted out CS layout; though it will be exactly the same as all my others. The main layout that I use which is a constant in all my roleplays, give or take some category changes and new information needed, is the exact same one that I use for Isaura. You can find her sheet in the character tab; she is the first character listed. Feel free to add you own touch to it though; I don't mind that sort of thing at all, rather I encourage it.

@Vicier

I don't think she has an empty, available one yet, but you can use one of our CS' and fill them out with your character's information. I've included one of Vicier's character's CS sheets for you, and one of my own (since it's a tiny bit different) for quick reference. As she said, feel free to add your own touches to it, just don't leave any information out :)

Vicier's Characters CS Layout

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_{"𝐼 𝓌𝒾𝓁𝓁 𝓃𝑜𝓉 𝒹𝒾𝑒 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽𝑜𝓊𝓉 𝒻𝒾𝑔𝒽𝓉𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒻𝑜𝓇 𝒶 𝓁𝒾𝒻𝑒 𝐼 𝒶𝓂 𝓃𝑜𝓉 𝓎𝑒𝓉 𝒹𝑜𝓃𝑒 𝓁𝒾𝓋𝒾𝓃𝑔."}

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_{𝒢𝑒𝓃𝑒𝓇𝒶𝓁 𝐼𝓃𝒻𝑜𝓇𝓂𝒶𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃}

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Name:

Isaura Reese Eldars.

Nick-Names:

Issie, Saura, Reese.

Gender:

Female.

Age:

Eighteen Years Old.

Birthday:

21st of October.

Distinguishing Features:

Though never really talking about it without first needing to be asked, Isaura has a small (however meaningful) tattoo situated just behind her right ear; the tattoo itself both chosen and done without the knowledge, or even the permission of her sister- and while she knows Seraphina wouldn't exactly understand, she plans on getting another when she feels like the time is right. Aside from this, Isaura has both her ears pierced like a majority of girls her age.

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_{𝑅𝑒𝓁𝒶𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃𝓈𝒽𝒾𝓅 𝐼𝓃𝒻𝑜𝓇𝓂𝒶𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃}

— ۵ ۞ ۵ —

Relationship Status:

In A Relationship.

Sexuality:

Heterosexual/ Straight.

Partner:

Theodore James Colbeck.

Father:

Rion Eldars (Deceased).

Mother:

Erani Marie Eldars (Deceased).

Siblings:

Seraphina Eldars (Older Sister).

Pets:

Isaura both owns and cares for a beautiful white cat by the name of Amayia; the cat itself given to her by her sister after they moved from Australia to America.

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_{𝒫𝑒𝓇𝓈𝑜𝓃𝒶𝓁 𝐼𝓃𝒻𝑜𝓇𝓂𝒶𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃}

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Personality:

♦ Extremely Kind-Hearted ♦ Rather Stubborn ♦ Overly Helpful ♦ Shy and Modest ♦ Exceedingly Mature ♦ Slightly Guarded ♦ Quite Bubbly ♦

Considered to be an extremely kind, and gentle old soul to all those she has the pleasure of meeting, Isaura is an exceedingly sweet and charming young lady; full of both grace and kindness, the rather dreamy-eyed girl is shown to care deeply for all those she believes herself to be close to, showering her friends and family with the love and affection she believes them to be deserving of, no matter who might think otherwise. So overly curious, and just full of life, Isaura tends to find herself (more often than not) walking into some sort of trouble, much to her older sister's dismay; the bubbly teenager's recently found confidence and self-belief in herself growing significantly over the years, despite the serious losses of her past, helping her to see the friends she has made as figures that are approachable, offering them both council and comfort whenever any of them seem to need it, oftentimes spending her nights (when the times become too hard to bear, or when the pain of missing her parents becomes too much) sitting in the company of her friends or sister, causing them to worry about her throughout the daytime whenever it seems she has returned back to her normal, cheerful self without so much as a word.

Though coming off as sometimes shy at first when a situation seems to overwhelm her, Isaura does her best to carry herself with both grace and dignity though the hardship that gets thrown her way thanks to the limited time she has left on Earth; the sweet-natured girl never really shows any signs that she is willing to allow her past, or her older sister's overly protective and cautious temperament to get in the way of her living her life the way that she wants to- the young woman never seeming to have any issues with putting herself out there for others to see, and having no problems whenever it comes to being an open book, or making friends; and as the years have passed her by, Isaura quickly learnt, and began to stand up for herself against those who try to put her down.

Unafraid to berate, or to challenge people in positions of power; Isaura has, over time, managed to confide in those that she trusts so completely that she oftentimes finds it quite difficult to express what it is that she truly feels within her heart, however, the fast-thinking young woman is quick to speak up, defending not only her friends, but also those of whom she believes are being treated unfairly against anyone who goes against what she believes in her heart, whether that be friend, family, or even foe. Although a kind and graceful soul, Isaura is known for being quite stubborn whenever it comes to something that she truly believes in; always choosing to stand up for it, rather than backing down once she has already made up her mind, usually making it near impossible to convince the girl otherwise.

Extremely mature, and oddly grown-up for her age thanks to living her whole life under the influence of her older sister, Isaura oftentimes does all that she can to not be, or be considered a 'burden' to those she cares about in her life; the young woman doing everything she can and more to help out her sister (cooking, cleaning, etc.) and friends (helping with homework, advice, etc.); even going so far as to sometimes choosing to put her own needs aside in favor of others, no matter how difficult the task may seem for her- the girl trying her best at everything, and anything that she seems to set her mind to. Seen to be exceedingly beautiful to all those who meet her, Isaura (more times than none) attracts the attention of many a person who crosses paths with her; whether they meet with one another on purpose, or by pure accident- though despite her undeniably inherited beauty, Isaura is not a vain young lady; the curious young woman always seeming to surprise those she holds dear to her heart, even when they themselves believe that they know everything about her, she always seems to find new ways to both stun and amaze them.

Coming across at times as being quietly confident, and extremely calm, Isaura has shown herself to be more than capable of becoming quite aggressive whenever her friends are shown to be in danger, or in the line of fire so to say; tremendously brave and courageous whenever the situation calls for her to be, the usually dreamy and extremely loyal young woman is unafraid to fight back against those doing wrong, however, she is quite quick to try and hide her more vulnerable side... to varying levels of success. Seen to be both a kind and gentle girl, Isaura sometimes tends to pull away from the company of others, becoming quite reserved and thoughtful, choosing instead to lose herself within her own mind, and oftentimes, in her own little world.

Unnaturally bright, and rather unique in her own way, Isaura has quite the aptitude for thinking outside of the box on general occasion; always seeming to come up with strange ideas that would otherwise be considered to be strange and impossible, however even with that, the young woman is always doing her best to stay positive... always going by the philosophy that you need to fight for the life that you want to live.

Likes:

✔ Animals of all kinds.
✔ Cuddling with her friends, and others she cares about.
✔ Hot chocolates and marshmallows.
✔ Strawberries and pomegranates.
✔ Music; especially singing and playing the piano.
✔ Travelling and the ocean.
✔ Reading (Fantasy mostly).
✔ Living the rest of her life to the fullest.

Dislikes:

✘ Not having her parents around.
✘ Being left completely alone.
✘ Being treated differently.
✘ People who underestimate or look down on her.
✘ Having to say goodbye to those she loves.
✘ Bullies, and people who abuse others.
✘ Being told what she can and can't do.

Biography:

Born the second child to her parents, Isaura was quickly pulled into, and raised with a deep respect towards both her homeland and heritage; the young girl both loved and cherished within her families home. Soon growing into a charming young girl, becoming more and more outgoing with each day that passed her by; Isaura's life was turned upside-down and brought to a complete standstill when she lost both of her parents in a tragic car accident.

Knowing full well that they both needed a fresh start, Seraphina gathered up Isaura and eventually, the both of them left Australia. Refusing to be separated from little sister after all that they had been through, Seraphina took on several jobs, gathering the money that the both of them needed and began to after, and raise Isaura in the way that their parents raised her. Years later, and now living as comfortably and as normal a life as she can given her circumstances, Isaura does all that she can to deal with the obstacles that life seems intent on throwing her way; the young woman determined to do all that she can to make sure that her older sister's hard work never goes to waste... even though she knows that the day she'll need to move on with her life, and say goodbye is coming.

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_{𝒫𝓁𝒶𝓈𝓂𝒾𝒹 𝐼𝓃𝒻𝑜𝓇𝓂𝒶𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃}

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Plasmid One:

Name Of Plasmid: Unknown.
Color Of Plasmid: Blue.

Powers And Attributes: Unknown.

Plasmid Two:

Name Of Plasmid: Unknown.
Color Of Plasmid: Purple.

Powers And Attributes: Unknown.

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_{𝒟𝑒𝓉𝒶𝒾𝓁𝑒𝒹 𝑅𝑒𝓁𝒶𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃𝓈𝒽𝒾𝓅 𝐼𝓃𝒻𝑜𝓇𝓂𝒶𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃}

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Relationships Between Friends:

۞ Name of friend here ۞
"𝒮𝓂𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝓉𝒽𝑜𝓊𝑔𝒽𝓉 𝒶𝒷𝑜𝓊𝓉 𝒻𝓇𝒾𝑒𝓃𝒹 𝒽𝑒𝓇𝑒."

۵ A little more in depth relationship. This will change as the roleplay goes on. People can become closer, farther apart. Even romance can blossom. It's all up to you.

۞ Name of friend here ۞
"𝒮𝓂𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝓉𝒽𝑜𝓊𝑔𝒽𝓉 𝒶𝒷𝑜𝓊𝓉 𝒻𝓇𝒾𝑒𝓃𝒹 𝒽𝑒𝓇𝑒."

۵ A little more in depth relationship. This will change as the roleplay goes on. People can become closer, farther apart. Even romance can blossom. It's all up to you.

۞ Name of friend here ۞
"𝒮𝓂𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝓉𝒽𝑜𝓊𝑔𝒽𝓉 𝒶𝒷𝑜𝓊𝓉 𝒻𝓇𝒾𝑒𝓃𝒹 𝒽𝑒𝓇𝑒."

۵ A little more in depth relationship. This will change as the roleplay goes on. People can become closer, farther apart. Even romance can blossom. It's all up to you.

۞ Name of friend here ۞
"𝒮𝓂𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝓉𝒽𝑜𝓊𝑔𝒽𝓉 𝒶𝒷𝑜𝓊𝓉 𝒻𝓇𝒾𝑒𝓃𝒹 𝒽𝑒𝓇𝑒."

۵ A little more in depth relationship. This will change as the roleplay goes on. People can become closer, farther apart. Even romance can blossom. It's all up to you.

۞ Name of friend here ۞
"𝒮𝓂𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝓉𝒽𝑜𝓊𝑔𝒽𝓉 𝒶𝒷𝑜𝓊𝓉 𝒻𝓇𝒾𝑒𝓃𝒹 𝒽𝑒𝓇𝑒."

۵ A little more in depth relationship. This will change as the roleplay goes on. People can become closer, farther apart. Even romance can blossom. It's all up to you.

۞ Name of friend here ۞
"𝒮𝓂𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝓉𝒽𝑜𝓊𝑔𝒽𝓉 𝒶𝒷𝑜𝓊𝓉 𝒻𝓇𝒾𝑒𝓃𝒹 𝒽𝑒𝓇𝑒."

۵ A little more in depth relationship. This will change as the roleplay goes on. People can become closer, farther apart. Even romance can blossom. It's all up to you.

۞ Name of friend here ۞
"𝒮𝓂𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝓉𝒽𝑜𝓊𝑔𝒽𝓉 𝒶𝒷𝑜𝓊𝓉 𝒻𝓇𝒾𝑒𝓃𝒹 𝒽𝑒𝓇𝑒."

۵ A little more in depth relationship. This will change as the roleplay goes on. People can become closer, farther apart. Even romance can blossom. It's all up to you.

Yoshi's Characters CS Layout

Rhett Beckett

"Success is achieved and maintained by those who try and keep trying."

_{General Information}

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Name:

Rhett Beckett.

Nick-Names:

Beck.

Gender:

Male.

Age:

Thirty-Six Years Old.

Birthday:

10th of October.

Distinguishing Features:

A rather ruggedly handsome man, Rhett stands at only five feet, nine inches, but makes up for it in his 195 pounds of toned muscle. His black hair is usually a mess when it has gone unshaven on the sides and the man is never seen without some form of facial hair. He also sports a crescent-shaped scar around the corner of his left eye - it's origins unknown.

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Relationship Status:

In a relationship.

Sexuality:

Heterosexual / Straight.

Partner:

Nadia Reyes.

Father:

Thanasis Beckett (Deceased).

Mother:

Agathe Beckett (Living in Greece).

Siblings:

None.

Pets:

Rhett owns a beautiful, young rottweiler he has named Boris; a companion he has chosen for comfort and to always be by his side when he realized children were not an option.

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_{Personal Information}

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Personality:

♦ Fun Loving ♦ Incredibly Protective ♦ Compassionate ♦ Sociable ♦ Patient ♦ Insightful ♦ Iron-Willed ♦

Rhett grew up knowing what it was to need things. His parents struggled to keep them afloat financially while still trying to provide the best life possible for him. Watching that struggle for a great many years, it humbled Rhett's heart to be grateful for what he had, but also to not be afraid to strive for more. Though always seen with a rather goofy smile on his face, deep down, Rhett is a rather insightful individual that tends to think on moments in his past as he no longer has to fear for his future.

His fierce determination at giving himself and his family a better life pushed Rhett to the limits while he was in school. He even worked a few jobs outside of school to save up money to attend college where he knew he wanted to help people. Even when it became tough, his iron-will pushed him through his own limits, resulting in the man graduating top of his class and having the means to move to America where he could get the best college education as a doctor.

He has a fiance that he would lasso the moon for, if she asked. He keeps her under careful surveillance though knows that she is a woman more than capable of protecting herself. He has become fiercely protective of her as the years have moved on; their bond unmatched by anyone he has ever met within a relationship. The two of them have undergone many struggles in their life and continue to do so, however it is Rhett's belief their struggles are what have made them stronger together.

His years as a successful doctor keep him a patient, resilient man, always ready for the next task at saving a life. Though not always successful, Rhett is the kind of guy that will go over and beyond any regular doctor when it comes to sharing the bad news with the family. He is courageously compassionate and loves with his whole heart and with a fiery passion.

Quite sociable at work, Rhett is that one doctor that his coworkers are always inviting to parties and special events. Though he chooses these outings carefully, as his fiance is always his first priority. Though when amongst friends, his infectious smile and almost boyish attitude make everyone feel comfortable in his presence.

Likes:

✔ His fiance.
✔ Animals of almost all kinds, especially lions.
✔ Living life without financial worry.
✔ A cold beer.
✔ Thunderstorms.
✔ Sports.
✔ The color orange.
✔ Horror movies.

Dislikes:

✘ Female "time of the month" hormones.
✘ Fighting with his fiance.
✘ Having to be the bad guy.
✘ The thought of not being able to have children.
✘ Self-centered attitudes.
✘ Having absolutely no control over a situation.
✘ Sleepless nights.

Biography:

Rhett was born the only child to his parents, Thanasis and Agathe. Though they wanted more children, financially there were unable to as Rhett grew up in near poverty. He watched his parents struggle for years to keep them financially afloat for his behalf so that he could learn and go to school. So he made a decision at a very young age to be so successful, he and his family would never have to worry about money ever again.

He got himself a few jobs while in high school, saving up what he could to get his foot in the door of a college in America he had his eyes set on for a few years. He graduated top of his class, and after giving his parents what money he could spare, he left Greece to brave America where he knew his dreams could come true. He spent a good number of years studying on becoming a doctor, knowing that not only could he help people, but he could get paid very well for it as well. While in college, he met a woman who became the love of his life and his current fiance.

Rhett and Nadia took things slow, wanting to enjoy every bit of their relationship as they could. It didn't take long before Rhett graduated from college and landed a job at the local hospital. As he grew as a doctor, his skills improved so much that he was able to have his choice in whatever hospital he wanted. After doing some extensive research, he decided to move himself and his girlfriend to Portland, Oregon where he could continue his practice at OHSU. The two of them spent a great number of years there, but the two of them were faced with many trials, including the startling fact that it didn't seem as though Nadia could become pregnant.

The drama in the medical building began to grow and while the money was good, it was hardly enough to get them by between their combined bills. The added amounts of stress and constant fights sped up his graying process a bit, especially since Nadia couldn't rightly open up the business she wanted there, and Rhett came to the executive decision that he no longer wanted any part of Portland. So shortly after, he transferred to a small town in Oregon called Klamath Falls where he could continue to excel in his profession where the drama was so much less and Nadia could begin her dream of opening up a pizzeria and brew house.

He has been living in Klamath Falls ever since. Still a bit new to the area, having only lived there for a few years, his reputation as one of the best doctors Sky Lakes Medical Center has ever seen is starting to spread. Now that his future is secured, Rhett was finally able to propose which was accepted immediately. But like most of their relationship, they decided to take it slow - you can't rush a perfect wedding, after all, and with Nadia's massive family, the perfect wedding would take years to plan.

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_{Plasmid Information}

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Plasmid One:

Name Of Plasmid: Unknown.
Color Of Plasmid: Silver.

Powers And Attributes: Unknown.

Plasmid Two:

Name Of Plasmid: Unknown.
Color Of Plasmid: Light Blue.

Powers And Attributes: Unknown.

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_{Detailed Relationship Information}

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Relationships Between Friends:

۞ Name of friend here ۞
"Small thought about friend here."

۵ A little more in depth relationship. This will change as the roleplay goes on. People can become closer, farther apart. Even romance can blossom. It's all up to you.

۞ Name of friend here ۞
"Small thought about friend here."

۵ A little more in depth relationship. This will change as the roleplay goes on. People can become closer, farther apart. Even romance can blossom. It's all up to you.

۞ Name of friend here ۞
"Small thought about friend here."

۵ A little more in depth relationship. This will change as the roleplay goes on. People can become closer, farther apart. Even romance can blossom. It's all up to you.

۞ Name of friend here ۞
"Small thought about friend here."

۵ A little more in depth relationship. This will change as the roleplay goes on. People can become closer, farther apart. Even romance can blossom. It's all up to you.

۞ Name of friend here ۞
"Small thought about friend here."

۵ A little more in depth relationship. This will change as the roleplay goes on. People can become closer, farther apart. Even romance can blossom. It's all up to you.

۞ Name of friend here ۞
"Small thought about friend here."

۵ A little more in depth relationship. This will change as the roleplay goes on. People can become closer, farther apart. Even romance can blossom. It's all up to you.

۞ Name of friend here ۞
"Small thought about friend here."

۵ A little more in depth relationship. This will change as the roleplay goes on. People can become closer, farther apart. Even romance can blossom. It's all up to you.

۞ Name of friend here ۞
"Small thought about friend here."

۵ A little more in depth relationship. This will change as the roleplay goes on. People can become closer, farther apart. Even romance can blossom. It's all up to you.

Hope this helps!

♆ ᗯᕮᒪᑕOᗰᕮ TO ᖇᗩᑭTᑌᖇᕮ ♆ - [ ᗷIOSᕼOᑕK ᖇOᒪᕮᑭᒪᗩY ] - ᖇᕮᗷOOT

Vivek Sudhir

"The unknown is always frightening."

_{General Information}

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Name:

Vivek Sudhir.

Nick-Names:

Mouse.

Gender:

Male.

Age:

Thirty-Eight Years Old.

Birthday:

17th of January.

Distinguishing Features:

Perhaps the most obvious, Vivek is Indian - true to the point that he was even born in Chennai, India where he spent most of his life. Being as such, Vivek also holds a particular accent and dialect that is native to his people (mostly because English is not his first language). He is considered somewhat on the short side for a male, standing at a very comfortable 5'9" though what he lacks in height he makes up in his weight; tight, corded muscles bringing him to around 175 pounds. This gives him an overall 'sturdy, solid' appearance which, depending if his arms are crossed or not, sometimes gives him off to be slightly intimidating. His eyes are a deep, rich brown color that sometimes look black and hardened depending on the amount of light though the rest of his facial features remain soft, even when angry. He prefers to keep his curly hair shoulder-length and his goatee neatly trimmed though he has been known to let his hair (including facial) go during the more rougher patches in his life.

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Relationship Status:

Single (has an estranged ex girlfriend).

Sexuality:

Heterosexual / Straight.

Partner:

None (previous ex girlfriend is Lela Doshi).

Father:

Gobind Sudhir (Deceased).

Mother:

Amala Sudhir (Living in Chennai, India).

Siblings:

Rashmi Kuruvilla (sister - lives in Chennai, India) and Akhil Kuruvilla (brother-in-law - lives in Chennai, India).

Other:

Ravi Kuruvilla (nephew - lives in Chennai, India) and Gita Sudhir (daughter - deceased).

Pets:

None

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_{Personal Information}

— ☽ ✤ ☾ —

Personality:

♦ Intelligent ♦ Patient ♦ Caring ♦ Level-headed ♦ Quiet ♦ Religious ♦ Soft ♦

Vivek has a certain sense of "old wisdom" about him, making him appear to be older than he actually is when he speaks openly with his mind. He is patient in all things, able to keep his anger suppressed even under the most strenuous of times putting up a cool and collected front despite his inner struggles or current stresses.

He loves animals of all shapes and sizes, though has a certain fondness for birds, though he was never able to own one as a pet. The time he spent in his early years on his family's farm gifted him the knowledge and experience to be able to care for a wide variety of animals, which he enjoyed very much.

His time being picked on as a child and even hard-core tortured as an adult exposed Vivek to an onslaught of various unpleasantness. His near-perfect memory allows him to relive the moments, over and over again if he needs to in order to gain information as to how to execute the same rituals if need be. He absolutely distastes himself for having such a knowledge of torture, but has found himself in a situation or two where it was absolutely necessary. Though he is not beyond simply shutting himself away afterwards and sobbing his emotional pain away, praying repeatedly for forgiveness. He feels that his soul has been corrupted too much to have a fruitful afterlife, but that does not stop him from wanting to continuously do good unto others.

In his more quiet moments, when not hitting the books or writing thesis papers, Vivek can be caught with a pencil in hand and sketching graphite drawings in great detail on whatever piece of paper he can find. His drawings can be seen in various places in around the Welcome Center of Rapture. His favored style is black and white realism and usually depicts either animals or people.

Vivek, despite his somewhat hardened physical appearance (mostly because of his skin color and racial stereotypes) has an exceptionally soft heart and a deep respect for human life. If ever faced with a decision to kill someone who has done wrong, no matter the extremities, Vivek will always seek an alternative solution, even if he knows that person will one day come back and harm someone else. His mind always takes them to the feelings of loved ones, unable to rob a father from a child, or a sister from a brother. He is a firm believer of second chances, and thirds, and fourths...

He is no leader type, preferring to stay along the sidelines and watch rather than engage in an important, ongoing conversation (unless it pertains to science or other fields he is proficient in, in which case he would quietly bring up a suggestion). He is quiet in speech and short with his words, much preferring the solace of his own mind to a room full of loud, talkative friends.

Likes:

✔ Memories of Gita.
✔ Drawing.
✔ Reading.
✔ Animals of all kinds (especially birds).
✔ Children.
✔ Quiet.
✔ Hot showers/soaking in hot water.
✔ American women.

Dislikes:

✘ Rapture.
✘ Not having anyone to love.
✘ Bullying/unnecessary fighting.
✘ Ignorant people.
✘ Waste.
✘ Pain.
✘ Flying.

Biography:

Vivek was born the first child into a small, farming family in Chennai, India. A few years later, his sister Rashmi was born and their little family was complete. The children were taught at a very young age how to work on their family's farm. Vivek was given the more manual labored tasks on the farm, which quickly put muscle onto the otherwise scrawny kid, helping to shape him into a healthy, muscular teenager. He was not like the other boys at his school, however, and despite his toned body, often time was bullied, harassed, and even sexually hazed. Vivek's reserved personality, hating the idea of confrontation and not quite sure how to stand up for himself, simply let it happen. But he remembered. He remembered everything.

Around the time of his sixteenth birthday, Vivek was pouring over his chemistry books, studying with fever as he aimed to be one of the best students in school for promises of a bright future that would take him away from the farm life. It was just a few years after that, that Vivek decided that he wanted to become a Chemistry Teacher at the University of Madras - quite the reputable college located in his very own home city. It kept him from having to stray too far from home and able to keep an eye on his mother who was taking the sudden death of his father very hard. He studied hard, got good grades, and progressively landed himself a Chemistry teaching position at the school.

During these years in his very comfortable life, his younger sister got married and had a child. Not soon after, Vivek became romantically involved with one of the librarians within the city he frequented and had a child of their own - a daughter who they amply named Gita and though they never married, there had always been plans to when things in his life would start to slow down.

There was the Insurgency in Northeast India, as well as the Naxalite-Maoist Insurgency, the Bangladesh Liberation War and Indo-Pakistani Wars. India saw war from all sides and Vivek felt that he could assist at least in some way. Not exactly physical, he wanted to help with his mind and ideas, and enlisted in the military to be of some use. As it turned out, there was a severe need of learned scientists stationed within the United States. Unable to ignore the call in something he knew he would be able to help in, Vivek said his temporary goodbyes to his family, girlfriend and daughter included, and traveled to America to put in his expertise for the matter at hand. He joined the team, and though he mostly spent his time by giving them his mind, he did spend a little of it going out on the field with them and being involved in a more physical sense from time to time.

It was a long three years, and Vivek missed his family terribly though he did all that he could to stay in touch and ensure that they were safe which helped to ease his mind. Finally, Vivek returned home despite his new friends pleading for him to stay, but Vivek wanted- no, needed to be home with his family and return to his job.

Life resumed and Vivek, once more a Chemistry Professor, extended what he learned and helped those out within his small town, working behind the scenes to ensure that everyone was safe and happy.

A couple of years later, Vivek was approached by his officer, asking him once more for his help. Not able to say no, Vivek once more left his home to aid those he had helped during the still on-going wars and once again offered up his mind and skills for the greater good. However, only a single year passed before Vivek received a letter from home and abruptly left without a word to anyone. He was in such a hurry that he left the left the letter behind, and those who read it would have understood that his girlfriend, the mother of his child, inexplicably left without a word, leaving his daughter to the streets who was later found by his mother.

When Vivek got home, he learned that while Gita was on her own for the week or so before his mother took her home, she picked up a deadly blood disease and was forced to watch as she slowly succumbed to death. No amount of research or experimenting he did could have saved her, but not once did he give up until the moment her last breath passed her lips.

His heart no longer in teaching, Vivek sold his home and packed up what little belongings that meant the most to him (namely things that reminded him of Gita). His plan was to return to America and give the rest of his life to India's military cause, however once arriving, his station was being moved to London, as the tides of war had shifted, and needed him there instead. He had no objections.

He wished he stayed in America.

The plane crashed, landing him in the cold, black ocean in the middle of the night. He had no idea how he even managed to survive, but he did. He spotted a lighthouse not too far from where the plane crashed, finding that there had only been one other survivor after the whole ordeal - a man by the name of Jack. They hardly had time to exchange names and check over their wounds before Vivek found himself following Jack's lead into the lighthouse which, upon immediate impressions, led Vivek to believe that the lighthouse was far from normal. And he was right.

It was ancient and looked abandoned, but running on some kind of emergency electrical source that lit up their way as they stepped further into it. Stairs led them down, down, down... there was an elevator. Figuring it would take them up, Jack pulled the lever, but it descended the pair 18 fathoms. An old-fashioned projector-style movie started playing as the elevator stopped, but the doors would not open until it played through. A man by the name of Andrew Ryan spoke, talking about building a city free from the restrictions that most of modern society followed. And what Vivek saw next he wouldn't believe until much later. The elevator broke free, going along a sort of railing system underwater where he could see not only squid and whales and other sea life, but an entire submerged city. It was impossible, and yet... it was.

The elevator railed into the station after the brief city tour. There were voices, alarmed that the elevator was coming up. A man was on the other side, shirking in fear from... something. Another... human wasn't the right word, but it killed the man right in front of them, still encased in the elevator. Trapped. The thing tried getting at them by means of ripping the elevator apart, but eventually gave up. Another voice was heard through the radio in the system, a man that called himself Atlas who resided in the city which he called Rapture. He somehow remotely unlocked the elevator door, and guided Jack and Vivek through the bowels of the city, doing what he could to warn and teach them about life in Rapture, and its dangers. They were attacked on multiple occasions by what Atlas called "Splicers." But they survived, though it wasn't from a lack of absolute terror and having to trust one another.

What really tipped Vivek over the edge was when Ryan picked up a syringe at a station that advertised Plasmids. As a scientist, Vivek knew nothing good could come from it, but was unable to convince Jack to leave it alone. Jack injected himself with the liquid, and Vivek watched in horror as Jack's entire DNA code was rewritten. Jack blacked out, toppling over the balcony to the ground floor where more splicers were coming, and Vivek was forced to hide. The splicers (and Vivek) heard a machine-like roar, and left Jack alone. A rather small child and huge scuba-diver looking man went to investigate Jack, but also left him be once the small girl realized he was still alive. Vivek ran to his aid as soon as they were gone, waking Jack up.

Jack used his new-found powers of electricity to power an electric door that would have otherwise been rendered as broken. Jack tried telling Vivek time and time again to pick a Plasmid, that it could be useful and that he was completely fine, but Vivek refused. He didn't like it - he didn't like any of this one bit. He wanted to turn around, to try and go back the way they came. But Jack convinced him to go with him a little further. The door opened, and part of the plane shrapnel broke through the glass tunnel that served as a hallway, separating them from the thousands of pounds of pressure of ocean. They made it through, wet, and sealed off the door, continuing to try to get to higher ground.

More splicers awaited them, though Jack had a pretty good handle on his unnatural ability, taking care of most of them with a quick electric shock. There was another elevator, and the two took it up. Up meant closer to the surface, so Vivek complied. But then Atlas came back on the radio, claiming that his family was being held in Rapture, and that he wanted them to find them for him because Andrew Ryan had him locked in a room. Something wasn't sitting right with Vivek, but Jack was all too eager to play the hero. Arguments started, especially when Atlas let them know what Plasmids had done to Rapture, and why it was the way it was. Plasmids destroyed everything - twisted the minds of men and made them all monsters. In Vivek's opinion, it was only a matter of time before the same happened to Jack. And Vivek didn't want to be around to see it.

Atlas told them more about the small girl and the scuba diver - little sisters and big daddy's... apparently they worked together. The girls (as there were more than just the one) harvested Adam from corpses, and the big daddies protected them from the Splicers. It was horrific, and yet incredibly fascinating. Atlas and Jack both had the idea that the little sisters were bad news, and should be harvested, but Vivek saw things differently. He saw those little sisters, and couldn't help but to think of his own, deceased daughter. Gita... his heart ached, distracting him long enough to simply keep quiet and follow Jack's lead.

They continued to fight for their lives, the Splicers just wouldn't stop coming for them. Vivek wasn't much of a fighter but when his own life was at stake, he learned very quickly.

Atlas told them to head to the medical center where they would be safe(er) and after following Jack just a little bit further, he had decided that he had gone far enough. But just as soon as he was ready to turn around, they got trapped in a small, square room where another old-time video played for them to view - another message from Andrew Ryan. Andrew was convinced that the two of them were spies looking to extort information about Rapture. The thing was, Vivek wasn't sure if it was just an old video playing, or Andrew Ryan himself. Everything seemed so old fashioned, at least twenty years in the past... But Vivek put his foot down.

He left Jack at the entrance to the medical center. He was going to go back. He wanted no part in what was forward. There had to be a way to get a signal out to the world with all the equipment and parts he saw... and maybe, just maybe, he could get that original elevator to work to take him back to the lighthouse...

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Plasmid One:

Name Of Plasmid: Unknown.
Color Of Plasmid: Orange.

Powers And Attributes: Unknown.

Plasmid Two:

Name Of Plasmid: Unknown.
Color Of Plasmid: Rainbow.

Powers And Attributes: Unknown.

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_{Detailed Relationship Information}

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Relationships Between Friends:

۞ Name of friend here ۞
"Small thought about friend here."

۵ A little more in depth relationship. This will change as the roleplay goes on. People can become closer, farther apart. Even romance can blossom. It's all up to you.

۞ Name of friend here ۞
"Small thought about friend here."

۵ A little more in depth relationship. This will change as the roleplay goes on. People can become closer, farther apart. Even romance can blossom. It's all up to you.

۞ Name of friend here ۞
"Small thought about friend here."

۵ A little more in depth relationship. This will change as the roleplay goes on. People can become closer, farther apart. Even romance can blossom. It's all up to you.

۞ Name of friend here ۞
"Small thought about friend here."

۵ A little more in depth relationship. This will change as the roleplay goes on. People can become closer, farther apart. Even romance can blossom. It's all up to you.

۞ Name of friend here ۞
"Small thought about friend here."

۵ A little more in depth relationship. This will change as the roleplay goes on. People can become closer, farther apart. Even romance can blossom. It's all up to you.

۞ Name of friend here ۞
"Small thought about friend here."

۵ A little more in depth relationship. This will change as the roleplay goes on. People can become closer, farther apart. Even romance can blossom. It's all up to you.

۞ Name of friend here ۞
"Small thought about friend here."

۵ A little more in depth relationship. This will change as the roleplay goes on. People can become closer, farther apart. Even romance can blossom. It's all up to you.

۞ Name of friend here ۞
"Small thought about friend here."

۵ A little more in depth relationship. This will change as the roleplay goes on. People can become closer, farther apart. Even romance can blossom. It's all up to you.

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@Dealdric

To answer your questions, Legion; at this stage I am not accepting little brother's or sister's (though I have seen the original concept art, and the little brother's look... amazing...), and I haven't really given too much thought into accepting Big Daddies at this stage either. At this point in time, there are only little sister's, though as time goes on, I might expand it to include the original concept of little brother's; perhaps when I open it up to the second installment of Bioshock.

At this point in time, I would like to focus on original characters who are apart of the plane crash, with few exceptions. There are two characters pre-determined that are already in Rapture; one who arrived before the new group of characters (Yoshi's character, Vivek), and one who is a resident of Rapture already (One of my own characters, Analyse, for story development).

@Vicier

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Cyrus Saenz

"A goal without a plan is just a wish."

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Name:

Cyrus Desmond Saenz.

Nick-Names:

Cy.

Gender:

Male.

Age:

Forty Years Old.

Birthday:

8th of July.

Distinguishing Features:

His dark hair is always extremely well kept, usually slicking it back with expensive gel. His facial hair is almost usually a very trimmed goatee, though during unusually stressful months will grow out a full-on beard.

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Relationship Status:

Married - Separated/On the verge of divorce.

Sexuality:

Heterosexual / Straight.

Partner:

Holly Saenz.

Father:

Jack Thompson (Never knew him).

Mother:

Victoria Saenz (Living in New York).

Siblings:

None.

Pets:

None.

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Personality:

♦ Quick-Witted ♦ Creative ♦ Incredibly Intelligent ♦ Confident ♦ Patient ♦ Motivated ♦ Resourceful ♦

Being an adept businessman, Cyrus developed a handful of personality traits that eventually became him, rather than growing into the personality traits he had already been given at birth. He learned very quickly what it meant to sink or swim, and developed his mind to think both quickly and creatively to keep himself ahead of the game. He also learned that it was important to make himself look better than others, as they would be competition for his business, and practiced a few less than favorable techniques to ensure his position and title.

He is confident; perhaps overconfident in some cases but Cyrus has a great number of various working experience he feels that he is entitled to it. He doesn’t likely take advice from others and will stop at nothing to ensure that his goals are achieved. He’s the type of guy that had a 5, 10, 15 and even 20 year plan entirely mapped out for him that he follows to the T. He does not stray very far from the golden path and doesn’t do very well with change.

Though useless in a fist-to-fist kind of fight, Cyrus’ silver tongue, intellect and exposure to different connections make him every bit as powerful as someone with brute force; perhaps even just a little bit more. He is resourceful by means of outsourcing his funds to other people to see that the “grunt work" is done for him, dictating a more “behind the scenes” alternation.

He thinks very highly of himself and hasn’t been knocked down a single peg in many, many years. It is said that if ever faced with a true emergency, he wouldn’t know what to do and just might implode from being cut off from his sources.

Likes:

✔ Money.
✔ Power.
✔ Being important.
✔ Expensive scotch and/or brandy.
✔ Completing difficult tasks.
✔ Proving people wrong.
✔ Debating (heatedly).
✔ The classes system.

Dislikes:

✘ Goofing off/wasting time.
✘ Listening to others/being told what to do.
✘ Being challenged.
✘ Being lied to.
✘ Beggars/homeless people.
✘ Cheap booze.
✘ Valentines Day.

Biography:

If society had its way, Cyrus was born to fail.

Cyrus never knew his father, and was raised a bastard by his mother who struggled to keep food on the table despite working three different jobs. They had a large family, but Cyrus never really met any of them, as they all seemed to just want to be left alone. Things got a little better when Cyrus grew up enough to help out financially by getting his own job at the age of ten as a paperboy. He noticed immediately the changes in his lifestyle and saw just how much better things could be with money. He was hooked.

During high school, Cyrus took on as much as he possibly could by taking college-level business classes and working retail at a chain store. It was slow-going and took a lot of work, but Cyrus persevered and moved up in the ranks until he was one of five different managers within the building by the time he graduated. This advancement wasn’t enough, however, as he still felt unfulfilled. He eventually moved from New York where he was born and finished college in Washington DC where he also got an internship at a law firm. He hadn’t studied law before, but someone had to keep the books. And Cyrus did very well at it.

He did so well, in fact, that by the time he officially graduated college with a doctorates degree in business, he went on to create his own business which exploded with success and constant expansions.

Eventually, Cyrus created a side-project with his company, doing a little research on a particular plane crash back in 1980 that seemed to have put his family on the poverty streak in the first place. One name kept getting thrown out with utter hatred - an ancestor by the name of Andrew Ryan. Cyrus knew very little after that, and made it his life’s work to investigate more. Perhaps more personally.

It seemed that each step closer to discovering something was one huge step back for his company. Branches had to start closing, and by the time that Cyrus was ready to do away the the project altogether, it was too late. Next thing he knew, he was filing for bankruptcy and his marriage suffered possibly worse than he did. When the money stopped coming home, the wife found the company of his cousin to be more satisfying.

Knowing that he had already thrown in his money, heart and soul into the project, figuring that there was nothing left for him to chance anyway, Cyrus spent every last penny he owned to purchase a plane ticket...

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_{Plasmid Information}

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Plasmid One:

Name Of Plasmid: Unknown.
Color Of Plasmid: White.

Powers And Attributes: Unknown.

Plasmid Two:

Name Of Plasmid: Unknown.
Color Of Plasmid: Teal.

Powers And Attributes: Unknown.

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_{Detailed Relationship Information}

— ☽ ✤ ☾ —

Relationships Between Friends:

۞ Name of friend here ۞
"Small thought about friend here."

۵ A little more in depth relationship. This will change as the roleplay goes on. People can become closer, farther apart. Even romance can blossom. It's all up to you.

۞ Name of friend here ۞
"Small thought about friend here."

۵ A little more in depth relationship. This will change as the roleplay goes on. People can become closer, farther apart. Even romance can blossom. It's all up to you.

۞ Name of friend here ۞
"Small thought about friend here."

۵ A little more in depth relationship. This will change as the roleplay goes on. People can become closer, farther apart. Even romance can blossom. It's all up to you.

۞ Name of friend here ۞
"Small thought about friend here."

۵ A little more in depth relationship. This will change as the roleplay goes on. People can become closer, farther apart. Even romance can blossom. It's all up to you.

۞ Name of friend here ۞
"Small thought about friend here."

۵ A little more in depth relationship. This will change as the roleplay goes on. People can become closer, farther apart. Even romance can blossom. It's all up to you.

۞ Name of friend here ۞
"Small thought about friend here."

۵ A little more in depth relationship. This will change as the roleplay goes on. People can become closer, farther apart. Even romance can blossom. It's all up to you.

۞ Name of friend here ۞
"Small thought about friend here."

۵ A little more in depth relationship. This will change as the roleplay goes on. People can become closer, farther apart. Even romance can blossom. It's all up to you.

۞ Name of friend here ۞
"Small thought about friend here."

۵ A little more in depth relationship. This will change as the roleplay goes on. People can become closer, farther apart. Even romance can blossom. It's all up to you.

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Two question.

Are you able to be a Big Daddy, and are Little Brothers acceptable?

@Legion-114

Not 100% sure on this answer, but I'm fairly confident that we are trying to focus on characters that would have been part of the plane crash (with specific exceptions. I myself have a character that has been in rapture for a while, but this was pre-approved by Vicier and planned for plot-related storytelling).

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I should have Cyrus and/or Vivek finished tomorrow after work. Should :)

Academy: A school for Heroes and Villains (open to all)

Soren Thorson

-Son of Thor-

Featuring - Thor Odinson

-The God of Thunder-

Interacting with: Each other

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”Are ya ready, lad?”

Soren felt a firm, familiar grip on his shoulder, though his eyes wouldn’t move from the spot that was his home. Not just Asgard in general where he had been born and raised for a number of years, but particularly the estate that his mother had her hand in raising him, alone, for many of those mentioned years.

It’s not that his father was a bad one… well, no it pretty much was. His mother never failed to mention it whenever the likes of Thor came up in conversation, either. He was wild, immature and not fit for anything. But that was before he was sent to Earth. Maybe Soren was the only one that saw it, but when his father came back even that first time, Thor was a changed man. Was it even possible for someone to grow so much over such a short period of time?

Soren spent more time with his father after that, mostly training though the two did manage to speak words of wisdom with each other that Soren silently took to heart. Everyone else in Asgard might have had an opinion on his father, but Soren’s was changing. Maybe, if only because he simply needed to see the change for his own sake.

But now was the time to say goodbye - to Asgard, to the home he shared with his mother… everything. He was to go to Earth for the first time and though he was excited beyond measure to see a whole new world, he was also terrified. He knew very little about Midguardians and their culture. What if he made a fool out of himself. And worse yet, what if he put shame on his family’s name? They were gods… and he had a feeling that he would screw it up, somehow.

Soren took in a deep breath and nodded, finally looking back to his father. He clutched onto the burlap sack filled with his things tightly, and nodded a few more times more so to convince himself that he was ready as his eyes began to drift.

”Your mother will be joining shortly. It is her wish we travel together without her.” Thor said, as if reading Soren’s mind.

Sif was to teach World Studies at this new school his parents had jointly enrolled him into. Not only that, but his father would be popping in from time to time, and two of his own cousins would be students there as well. He didn’t know them very well (likely because of their heritage to Loki), but even if for some reason his mother didn’t take the position he wouldn’t be completely alone.

”Goodbye, Mother.” Soren said quietly to himself. He hoped it wouldn’t be for too long. She didn’t seem very keen on the idea of staying on Earth. Not when his father would be popping in and out whenever he wanted.

”I want you to have something.” Thor said, breaking Soren’s thoughts. Curious, Soren turned to face his father completely. Thor considered Soren for a few moments before taking hold of Soren’s hand and placed within it, a key. Raising and eyebrow, Soren raised the key to his eye level, looking over the beautiful (and very random) piece of metal.

”I have a mission for you, son. You’ve become quite the man in years past, and so I entrust you with this.” Thor began. ”This key, son, will secure the safety of the Midguardians while you live your life out on Earth. Misplace it, and the Earth-realm may very well be destroyed. Though fret not. So long as the key remains with you, no harm shall befall the feeble planet. Do you accept your task, Soren Thorson, god of Humility?”

”I do, my King. Father.” Despite the thousands of questions that ambushed his mind at such the outlandish request, Soren did as he had been taught for many years, and bowed to his father, sealing his acceptance. He literally knew nothing about this key - not what it was for or why, exactly, but his father was never very good at giving details.

Thor beamed and clapped Soren on the shoulder before turning himself and his son around, heading to the bifrost where they would be able to travel to Earth.

”Your mother and I are very proud of you, son.”

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He had been on Earth for the whole of one second and he was already regretting it. Thunder, lightning… could his father have chosen a more flashy entrance? True they were gods to these Midguardians, but that didn’t mean that he had to show off like that. He was sure that these people knew very well who they were without all the flashy theatrics. Soren sighed, already feeling people staring once they arrived. Giving himself something to do, he slipped the key into his pants pocket where he was sure it would burn a hole through with his curiosity by the time the day was over.

”There we are!” Thor said, moving to stand behind his son and grabbed him by both shoulders, shaking him a bit and inhaled deeply. ”Earth! Have you ever smelt anything like it?”

Soren hadn’t noticed it until his father had said anything, but there was definitely an odor. His nose wrinkled.

”It stinks!” Soren blanched, moving his hands to pinch and cover his nose.

Thor bellowed out a laugh and smacked his son across the back, forcing Soren forward a bit from the impact.

”A stench you will come to relish in, I promise!” Thor exclaimed, and as if to prove a point, sucked in another lungfull of Earthen air. ”Go on now, just that way." Thor pointed with his hammer. ”Make friends. Learn things. Bond with the people as I have.” Thor encouraged Soren forward a bit more by pushing the head of his hammer into Soren’s back.

”Okay, okay!” Soren reached behind him and tried swatting away the hammer until Thor finally removed it. ”Don’t have to tell me twice!” It was the opportunity of a lifetime, and yet Soren still found his feet to be cemented to the floor. It was, however, the feeling of being stared at that finally got his feet moving, joining in with the throng of people that either went out of their way to avoid him, or couldn’t stop staring at him.

This was going to be tricky.