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OrionDeltaOmega

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Posted: Fri Jun 18, 2010 7:59 pm

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A QUEST FOR A PLAGUE
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« CRITIQUE »

Here you'll find my quest for a Ulysses Butterfly Plague,
under the supervision of my Keeper Ysandre Eaves
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I will accept any and all critiques that you may see fit to
impart, as long as it's constructive.
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Note;; Whenever you see an asterisk (*), refer to the Notes
//Feedback section of the quest for more information.

Posted: Fri Jun 18, 2010 11:12 pm

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THE KEEPER
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« YSANDRE EAVES »

xxxPronunciation
YUH - san - DRUH

xxxPreferred Name(s)
Miss Eaves |8

xxxAge
Twenty Six

xxxGender
Female

xxxLocation
Born and raised in Auvinus, she lived there until she was 18. She was then enlisted in Trisica University, where she has remained after graduation serving the Council.

xxxIntended Faction
The Council of Sciences

xxxAppearance
Can be found at this OC Info Post used for commissioning art. *u*;;

xxxPersonality
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xxxHistory
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OrionDeltaOmega

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OrionDeltaOmega

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Posted: Fri Jun 18, 2010 11:14 pm

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ULYSSES BUTTERFLY
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« PHEDRE »

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xxxPronounced
Faye - druh

xxxPreferred Name(s)
Phedre; Faye

xxxGender
Female

xxxPossible Alignment
Neutral (Phasmas) // Union (Quietus)

xxxItem History
+ + + Night was falling on the Mishkan countryside, a slight rain misting the leaves of the local foliage. One would think it was just another day fading into a normal night. But the blood of a hunter, skin flushed with sickness and glazed eyes open to the stars, painted a stark image against the lush green grass that surrounded him. The man had stumbled out of his home, crying out to the skies and clawing the air, almost as if he was defending himself from attacking birds, striking at his own skin in defense from the monsters that came too close for his own comfort. As he fell in the woods that surrounded his home, his breath coming in gasps and croaks, he dug in his pockets, who knows what for, dislodging the mass of posies that had been given to him just that morning by the town nurse in an attempt to cover the stench of his deteriorating flesh. Writhing on the forest floor, rolling in the strewn flowers, crushing some while bleeding on others, he gave one final cry before releasing his bodily fluids and passing away with a grimace to the sky.
+ + + Hours passed and the man was not found by a living soul. However, as dawn broke and the forrest stirred with renewed life, the man had his first visitor. A solitary butterfly, flitting from whereabouts unknown, flew in and lit upon one of the flowers scattered around the fallen man. Proboscis extended, searching for any nutrition the posy had to offer, the butterfly drank from the soiled nectar before taking off to the sky in search of its next stop, leaving the man behind to rot under the afternoon sun.
+ + + It wasn't long before the butterfly became something...other. Trailing strands of darkness, patches of color fading in its otherwise bright blue wings, the butterfly began flying erratically through the streets of the nearby stop, smashing into windows and crash landing on window sills, barrels, and streets. Shreds of its wings began to be ripped free of their place as the butterfly seemingly lost all interest in the world of bright flowers and golden nectar. Careening into a cracked birdbath, wings opening and closing slower and slower, the butterfly became overcome with darkness. Fading quickly, the darkness seemed to have a moving shape forming through the haze. A quick tug and the butterfly was off, moved by an unknown figure that crinkled while it walked, as the darkness became penultimate and nothing else was known.
+ + + Later, in a workshop located under a stately home that seemed to be falling out of care, a small figure emerged from the shadows surrounding the owners workstation, dragging an object behind it. With a voice that sounded a lot like crisp leaves crackling underfoot, the figure spook to the figure bent over its instruments, "...master...I have something...you may want to...look at."

xxxPersonality
+ + + Manic | Curious | Temperate | Diligent | Independent | Strict
+ + + I envision Phedre to be an energetic and curious little one who will always be ready to go everywhere and do everything. I imagine her to be bouncing off the walls, jumping up down, and laughing hysterically at everything. She will have a strong will, unable to be swayed from her viewpoints without strong evidence and unable to tolerate the unrighteous. With shielded eyes she will take in everything around her, playing the image of an immature child without a care in the world, working at the tasks at hand with a childs curiousity for the way the world works, until you cross your boundaries or break her moral code.
+ + + As an Excito, Phedre will have a lot of interaction with her keeper, their stories intertwined. I imagine her as a spy and information agent for Ysandre, working in the darkness and finding the answers her Keeper seeks. She will idolize Ysandre in this stage ("But Mummy says..."), however as she grows and distinguishes her own autonomy and moral code, she will grow independent and develop a very strict and brutal attitude to everything. While she will listen to reason and concede to superiority, she will always be calculating, wondering where she may be able to exploit her opponents weaknesses and prove those she dislikes wrong. She will have a thirst for power much like her Keeper, but a ethical understanding of the implications of her actions and those around her.
+ + + As an Anhelo, I expect Phedre to have fully grown into herself, overcoming her growing pains and standing as someone completely independent from Ysande. She will treat her as an equal, if not a subordinate, and will complete her work from the shadows. [[ I have not developed this overtly much, because I don't want to lock this stage in, especially if I accomplish as much character development as I would like during her Excito stage ]]
+ + + **DISCLAIMER: I will stick as close as possible to the above description, but I like to form the personalities of my characters to their visual appearances. However, I have become quite attached to my little maniacal butterfly, so I doubt her personality will change.

xxxConcept Ideas
» I believe I saw Roo say in the thread that we could specify a certain alignment, as one of the concrete concepts? If so, I'd like to ask for Phedre to end up as a Phasmas/Quietus. I would also be up for a Chaos alignment.
» I would really like to tie in the history of her item with the idealized image of a normal butterfly. So I was thinking tattered clothes (or some tattered clothes/some normal), assorted in a semi-elegant or windswept design? This can be interpreted however Roo/whoever would like, just keep the idea of the two themes tying in together in the back of your mind!
» Since she's a butterfly I would be interested if Wings and/or antennae could be implemented into her design. The wings could ultimately be the "Tattered" aspect stated above, but it doesn't have to be. Either way, Phedre will be unable to fly during her Excito stage, and most likely during her Anhelo as well (/not sure if the wings concept would follow her through that stage). I was thinking she could be able to glide down from elevated place and lift herself a couple inches off the ground when she was angry, however this will be with great exertion. If wings continue into Anhelo, this would translate to a foot or two.
» ??