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Saviour Soul

Aged Abductee

PostPosted: Sat Jan 21, 2012 6:36 am


BA-522

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"A reward of currency is available for your apprehension or proof of your cessation.
I require such currency.
If you cannot provide me with compensation that exceeds the value of that reward for your safe departure from my presence, I have no alternative to bringing you to the authority that wants you.
Query: You will be living when I bring you to this authority. Yes or no?
"


Excerpt of BA-522's dialogue during negotiations with a wanted fugitive.



Profile Contents

Basic Information
Description
Specifications
Personal Comments




BASIC CHARACTER INFORMATION

Full Name :: Battle Android No.522
Soulname :: none
Soul Symbol :: none
Soul Form :: none
Birthname :: B.A. No.522
Nicknames :: none
Other Aliases :: none

Full Age :: unknown
Appearing Age :: Mid-20's; varies

Gender :: Male appearance
Race :: Alterer
Element(s) :: none

Birthdate :: Date of creation: unknown
Birthsign :: none
Birthplace :: unknown facility
Resides now :: Noctemia

Sexuality :: none
Personal Status :: Single

Religion/Faith :: none
Belief of Death :: Likens it to OS deletion - the end of being.
Temple Registered to :: none




CHARACTER DESCRIPTION

General description ::

Height :: 6' 2" / 1.88m
Weight :: 291lbs / 132kg

Eyes :: Green (varies)
Hair :: Red (varies)
Skin :: Pale (varies)
Body :: Athletic, Toned
Specifics :: White mechanical wings; Mildly thick lips.

Scars/markings :: Multiple burn, puncture, laceration, claw and bite scars across his synthetic skin.
Tattoos :: none
Piercings :: none

Clothes & Outfits :: Owns only one outfit at any given time. Currently it consists of metal-plated boots, breeches, a torso wrap, and an asymmetrical sweater with one sleeve and no lower portion.
Jewelry & Accessories :: Cuffed gloves. No jewelry.
Key Items :: Two-handed Falchion and two 9mm semi-automatic handguns.



Personality

Keywords :: Cold, Logical, Neutral, Unemotional



CHARACTER SPECIFICATIONS

Alignment :: Neutral/Unaligned

Main Weapon :: Two-handed falchion (5'/1.52m long; 4'2"/1.27m single-edged blade; 9.5"/0.24m grip).
Weapons Skilled with :: All simple and military melee and ranged weaponry, many farm tools, and his own body.

Class Specification :: Fighter
Job :: Anything that can be done by inflicting pain or death, or by promising to inflict pain or death.
Education :: Whatever is part of his OS.
Hobbies ::
Weapons maintenance

Stats ::
Strength: 20 (+5)
Agility: 16 (+3)
Element: 0 (-5)
Intelligence: 14 (+2)
Wisdom: 14 (+2)
Charisma: 10 (+0)
Constitution: 18 (+4)

Languages known and Spoken :: All prominent languages. ?
Birth language: n/a
Secondary Language: n/a
Other Languages: n/a

Strengths :: Great physical strength and endurance; Eidetic memory.
Weaknesses :: Poor social skills; No capacity for magic.

Skills :: Martial skills, but also some alchemy, architecture, astronomy, calligraphy, climbing, cobbling, construction, cooking, demolition, drum, engineering, farming, fishing, flute, gemology, geography, geology, glassworking, harp, hunting, landscaping, leatherworking, lute, medical healing, metalworking, meteorology, painting, sailing, sewing, singing, spelunking, swimming, taxidermy, textiles, woodworking, and more.
Special Abilities :: Alterers can change the colour of their skin, hair and eyes, as well as their size and build which directly impacts their physical strength. The BA series can also fly with their artificial wings.
Feats of Interest :: Recovering from brain-damage. Any extraordinary feats accomplished prior to the brain-damage have been forgotten.




PERSONAL COMMENTS ON CHARACTER

About the Creation of the Character :: Pretty hasty creation by my standards. Probably why I've revised him three times in the last 6 days.

About the Story of the Character :: Some things may be tweaked depending on the Alterer race info, but here's what I have so far...
Note: Has been tweaked. May be tweaked again.

Nearly one century ago, Twenty-two awoke early one morning, face-down at the edge of a forest. Slowly, he began to hear wind through leaves, and the sound of distant birds. He could feel himself lying on a mix of grass and twigs. He was uncomfortable, but not in any pain.

When he tried to open an eye, he noticed his CPU had already finished a full System Reset. As he thought to check its databank for the latest records prior to losing consciousness, the words "Purge of corrupted data complete" flashed in his vision and then was followed by details of the task scrolling by. The CPU had disposed of all the data in its databank.

He thought to groan. He wanted to know where he was and what he was doing there. And why couldn't he move?

Just then, as if sensing his thought as it usually did, his CPU began running a diagnostic subroutine on his condition. When it finished compiling the report, he saw it overlaid on the back of his eyelids. A grocery list of damages sustained scrolled by, including several punctures, lacerations, burns, inter-cranial trauma and the damage of organic components to various degrees. It made him wonder how he was still alive, and if anyone was looking for him.

Would anyone be looking for me, he thought?

He couldn't answer that question. Did he know anyone? Where was he? What was the date? His frustration grew as his CPU initialized and carried out a self-repair subroutine that began work across his entire body. To do this, his pain-receptors were deactivated. Did it matter, he thought? He already felt numb from all his injuries.

As he thought and tried to remember anything from before he woke-up, a timer counted down from an approximate time of 64.5 hours. This would be how long he had to think while the nanomachines in his system worked to repair his damages and regenerate the damaged organic tissues.

Nearly three days later, he had healed as much as he could. His body was restored to functionality, but he still couldn't move. That was when the CPU reiterated inter-cranial trauma , flashing it in his vision, and then gave him the detailed report on that particular assessment.

Displaying an image of his brain and the CPU it contained, the damaged areas became highlighted and lines indicating critically injured centers appeared. Hardest hit was his frontal lobe's motor cortex, but others were indicated as well. The concluding diagnosis was the complete loss of control of his body.

The CPU then informed him of its ability to "requisition control".

>In the event of unintentional failure by you, B.A. No.522, to take the actions necessary for your continuing survival, it falls to this CPU to see to it that such necessary actions are taken.

>I will reroute the required systems in [30] seconds unless you respond to this message, B.A. No.522.

Twenty-two tried to respond, growing more and more desperate with each passing second.

>[20]

The CPU was not receiving his command to cancel the countdown, but he kept trying.

>[10]

He would have held his breath if he could control his respiration.

>[5]

Why?

>[4]

What in the hell happened to me, he thought?

>[3]

Oh no, this is it.

>[2]

Will I ever figure it out?

>[1]

...

>[0]

>Initializing command override protocol.

>Do not worry, B.A. No.522.

>I will carry out my programming, the programming encoded by you, and ensure your continuing survival until you awaken or can be awoken.

I am awake...

>Sleep well, B.A. No522.

>Command override complete.

...


Ideas and Development :: Wondering how he would react to other Alterers, or if it would matter to him at all.

Personal Significance :: Nothing that comes to mind. neutral
Other things I want to mention :: He has been simultaneously the easiest and most difficult character I've made, and he isn't even truly finished. Many details about him are unknown; some are unknown because I haven't figured them out yet, while others are unknown because he has forgotten them. Will he ever regain his lost memories? Can he possibly recover from his brain-damage enough to disengage the "auto-pilot" mode he is in and take control of his body? Only time will tell.


Other Things

Songs Dedicated to or Reminding of Character :: One - Metallica  
PostPosted: Tue Jan 24, 2012 8:29 am


User Image - Blocked by "Display Image" Settings. Click to show.GaiaOnline Username :: Saviour Soul / Fol

Character Name :: Mysterious hooded figure
Age :: unknown
Gender & Race :: Male; clawed feet suggest some kind of beast
Eyes & Hair :: unknown
Skin & Body :: Tanned skin; 5'10" / 1.78m tall; 160lbs / 73kg; unknown build
Personality :: Mysterious
Special Skills :: unknown
Position :: Cafe patron
Train Key Location :: unknown
Home Dimension :: unknown
References :: none
Full Profile :: none


RP involved: The Anachronism Cafe  

Saviour Soul

Aged Abductee


Saviour Soul

Aged Abductee

PostPosted: Fri Feb 03, 2012 1:16 am


Maoiem. Largest city south of the equator in the world of Anuvalic, and run by Lord Jurgan Steelwell. It had been constructed on a massive sundial by the slaves of a great titan from the Age of Giants, almost fifty millennia ago when colossal monsters dominated the world. The city sectors are even named for their position relative to the tower and the time of day. Today, Maoiem continues to reflect time in the shadow of the lord's towering palace, Lu Dimahresta - "The Keep of Time". The slender structure of the palace reaches from the center of the city to nearly one kilometer away in one direction, and pierces the clouds.

Lord Steelwell is a powerful and decadent man who revels in luxury. Silken garments are hand-made and delivered to him by his
servants each day. He adorns himself with jewelry made of precious metals and gems, acquiring more with such speed that he bears new pieces each day. His servants live in Lu Dimahresta, clothed in silk garments that bear ornate designs and the crests of the Empire and the city. A careful detail that hides the truth of these servants.

Slaves. Nearly one-half of the city is destitute, and these peasants are kept busy begging, thieving, or hunting large pests to feed their families; rats and kiwi being in great abundance throughout and in the countryside. Many wish to work in Lu Dimahresta, but if the truth were known, this would not be. Some are lucky, escaping servitude through death. These few can easily be replaced, but those too precious to allow out of his employ, those gifted with peculiar and useful abilities, he entraps by threatening their loved ones and tearing away their ability to live outside of his domain.

But as I and many others know perhaps too well: Anything is possible when Noctemia is around.

- Fol -
(Printed by Allison Quill, friend and companion of my mentor Ilphunodel)


The Slave Boy
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█ PERSONAL INFORMATION

Full Name: Vaelinedhur Anrilindil La Maoiem
Nicknames/Aliases: Boy; Psion
Age/Appearing Age: 8-years-old (11 Earth years)
Place of Birth: Maoiem
Homeworld: Anuvalic



█ DESCRIPTION

Race: Dark Elf
Hair: White
Eyes: Unknown
Skin: Dark grey
Height: 4' 10" / 1.47m
Weight: 82lbs / 39kg
Movement: Walk, Fly


█ VITALS

STR = 09 (-1)
DEX = 14 (+2)
ELE = 20 (+5)
INT = 09 (-1)
WIS = 00 (-5)
CHA = 22 (+6)
CON = 08 (-1)


█ INVENTORY

Weapons: None

Clothes/Armor: Ornately designed silk torso wrap, loincloth and silk eye bandages, plus a dark canvas cloak fastened with a bit of rope.

Other Items: None



█ POWERS

Power source(s): Psionic, Air

Tier 1 Powers: (use very little or none of the character's energy)
• Gentle Breeze
• Light Telepathic Communication
• Small Telekinetic Manipulations
• Small Telepathic Manipulations

Tier 2 Powers: (use a small to moderate amount of the character's energy)
• Deep Telepathic Communication
• Flight (Elemental)
• Light, Distant Telepathic Communication
• Medium Telekinetic Manipulations
• Moderate Gusty Wind
• Small Telepathic Manipulations

Tier 3 Powers: (use a large amount or nearly all the character's energy)
• Deep, Distant Telepathic Communication
• Explosive Telekinetic Force
• Hurricane Force Wind
• Large Telekinetic Manipulations
• Large Telepathic Manipulations





Damalobacciotobes


█ Bio

Dama is a Little Spotted Kiwi. He is the patriarch of a large Kiwi community that dwells in the Hel Reso, the Rising Sun district of Maoiem.

His community of Kiwis. like most in Maoiem, thrives in the yards and parks of the city's mixed-race population. Under the cover of night, they leave their burrows and travel as far as the edge of the district to hunt for food. The threats to the City Kiwi aren't as diverse as those of the Country Kiwi, but they might be just as numerous. Cats and dogs often hunt and kill the flightless birds, and many people consider them pests, holding them in no higher regard than rats or mice. Also a potential threat to the Kiwi are Giant Spiders, but fortunately the spiders are also highly threatened by the city's people who take extra care not to let the large arachnids nest on their property.

As Patriarch, Dama has first pick of the females in his district and has many offspring. Other males often conspire to see that Dama is killed, and two attempts have been made on his life. But the paranoid Patriarch is a difficult creature to dispatch, and he regularly exiles those he suspects of such treachery.
 
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