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 Posted: Sat Apr 07, 2012 3:26 am
Name: Setsuna Heel
Nickname: Setsu
Age: 28
Special skills: Medical expert / Mechanic
Personality: Setsu is a rather gentle soul. She soft spoken and will rarely raise her voice to anyone. She however is one of those sorts that will put others happiness before her own. And will always be wearing a smile no matter how much she is hurting within. However she can be stern if required and a bit harsh. But this is only if she is pushed to a point. Or if someone else is doing something in which needs a stern speaking to.
Likes:
~Strawberries
~Serpents
~Reading a good book
~Lounging by the fireplace
~Exploring~Star Gazing
~Long Hot Baths
~Sparring
~Killing Amn'reth
Dislikes:
-Amn'reth
-Rudeness
-Selfish people
-Kiwi's
-Enclosed area's
-Death
-Birds
-Pointless Violence
-Cockroaches
Appearance:
History: Setsuna was born into a family that was torn between two professions. Her mother side, was a family of medics, her fathers side one of mechanics specializing in pretty much everything. How her parents met was needless to say an interesting tale over all. Both of them were realitively young, and held no interest in the others class of job. However it was one rainy and rather stormy day that brought the two of them together. Her mothers car slid on the road, slamming into her fathers car a bit down. Her mother was trapped within the car, her father surprisingly enough managed to get her out, before the leaking gas tank exploded. Needless to say they had a rather hard time staying away from one another after that point. Her mother sneaking out of the house late at night to go join her father out on the street in his old car. This was required due to their parents not approving ot their courtship.
After a few years of this touch and go dating of theirs, something rather unexpected happend. Her mother had become pregnant, and her father being the steady headed man that he was did the right thing. Dropped down on a knee asked for her hand then and there. Her mother accepted without hesitation. Thus the two were wed away from home three months later. Knowing their families did not approve of the other, they did not even bother to invite them. They were perfectly content without either side of their families knowing about them. Going as far as to fake their deaths, in order to be fully together without having to worry about either sides family popping up to drag the other off. Even going as far as to change their last names. But... they were happy living day by day doing what they both did best. This happiness only seemed to grow when Setsuna was born.
Her parents being both rather passionate about their jobs, taught her everything, even from a young age. When one was working the other would be telling her a silly story of how to change and or alter an engine, or going about explaining how to successfully do a transfusion. Being as young as she was at the time she listend intently to their tales. As she grew older, she began to understand each word better, and her curiousity over the two subjects grew in leaps and bounds. Until eventually she was old enough to help her father out with his work, as well as her mother. Going between the two jobs on an every other day basis. Helping her mother treat pacients and learning from the books she offered. Helping her father swap out engines and rebuild them. Needless to say by the time she had hit her middle teen years, she was quiet the interesting subject.
She had grown up to say the least, she was just as pretty as her mother if not more so, and held the calm and gentle temperment of her father. She was a stunning beauty many desired, but could never possess, for she was to lost in her world of studying medical remedy's and tinkering with machines. She did this most of her highschool life. Ignoring the confessions and questions about dating, to seek out something that would hopefully substain her for the rest of her life. And in doing so she alienated herself from her generation. People began to call her names behind her back, or in front of her either way she paid little attention to them. They would pull pranks on her that never seemed to phase her. After a period of time it just stopped all together, people forgetting she even existed.
That was... until they attacked. The Amn'reth. They destroyed everything in their path, slaughtering the young and the old right before everyones eyes. Setsuna had been under the house, in a bunker like room working on an older car when the attack came. Her parents having realized what was happening, had locked the steel door in the floor, to prevent their daughter from exiting it. Sestuna tried desperately to get out, to get to her parents, but... all she was rewarded with was listening to them fall one by one to the Amn'reth. Leaving her alone in that steel bunker, huddled up against one of the walls waiting for them to find her. Hours seemed to drag on to days then. As she awaited the foe that would never find her.
Instead an older man found her, and released her from her captivity in the bunker. He took her in, and cared for her, while she seemed to be dead to the world. Yet... after a few months she warmed back up again, only after the man showed her an interesting thing. A suit... a pinkish maroon suit. One he had called the Angel. But... this wasn't the only one of his so called discoveries, there were five others just like it, accompanied by a large ship. He explained the odd suits and the ship to her. How he had found them, how he wished to used them. But fearing his old bones would not stack up to the task, he left it to her, and five others he had selected with what remained of earths population. She was given the Angel. With it she managed to save a few more lives before moving to the Legacy and taking off into the vast blackness known as space.
Now she partly seeks revenge for her parents death, all while she prays there will be enough of them left to even attempt to bring her own species back from the brink of being destroyed.
Crush: Currently Unknown.
Suit: The Angel
Weapons: Her Blaster fires Conflag rounds, however she has the tendancy on occasions to remove the Conflag, and replace it with Cryo at times.
Healing wings - Nanites stored within the wings are able to be deployed for repairing suits or healing injuries and other things, such as hacking of machine systems. However are mostly used for Healing and or repairs to suits.
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Posted: Sun Apr 15, 2012 7:14 pm
Name: Zwei Aethas Ixythil
Nickname: Aethas / Zi
Age: 28
Special skills:
+ Great Cook
+ Gardening
+ Very Observant
+ Sewing
Personality: Zwei is rather laid back over all, easy to get along with, not one to quarrel over stupid matters. He has been known to be a great shoulder to cry on due to his mellow mood. Yet... even he has his stubborn and rather tempermental moments.
Likes:
+Strawberries
+Cats
+Stars
+Beaches
+Hot Weather
Dislikes:
-Cold weather
-Pointless Voilence
-Destroyed Books
-Bad Food
-Weeds
Appearance:
History: Zwei was born on earth, in the deserts of Egypt along the banks of the Nile River. He grew up in a middle class family that was well known and loved greatly by the people around them. Even some of the more upper class families. However they never allowed it to go to their heads. Their rank as middle class due to his parents need to help those around them. They held a steady course of income more so than what most middle class families should make. However they merely gave their money away on almost a daily basis to help those whom where struggling, thus leaving them in a middle class state, rather than that of a high class rank. This was fine with them, however merely wishing to help those around them the best they could. To see them be able to survive much like they were. This was the main desire of his parents through much of their lives.
When they discovered his mother was expecting, they were well rather over joyed. His father mostly took over the act of helping, as well as working himself to the bone to bring in the required income for a child on the way. He worked over time a great deal in order to bring in the income his mother no longer could due to being with child. This put their giving a bit on the lesser side. But... their acts of charity over the years had a different effect. When they no longer could give as much as they had in the past. Other higher end families stepped in, giving what extra money they had to the families Zwei parents tended to help. This only helped the economy around the family grow and blossom. Until everyone was apparently able to easily tend to their own without the assitance from other people. Families had stopped coming to seek help from Zwei's parents.
After a few more weeks of prepairing, his mother soon gave birth to Zwei, a healthy baby boy. The weeks to come they were showered with gifts from various famillies. Most as thank yous for all they had done. Thus, Zwei grew up in a rather lavish home full of toys in which half the time the young boy never played with. Instead as he grew older he seemed to pick up on his parents traits of being considerate souls. To the point he would give his toys away to a less unfortunate child who may have found it cool and wished to have one. In fact by the age of six, Zwei held little to no toys at all do to his great desire to give them to other kids whom liked them more. His actions had him turning out to be a golden child to those who laid eyes upon him.
When he hit his later teen years, he meet the woman whom would eventually become his future wife. Ruma Alove. She was a sweet girl, two years younger then him. Bashful, timid and shy. Always picked on because of her apparent looks. The girl had the tendancy to hide behind her raven locks of hair. Purposely combing them down into her face. Yet no one bothered to get to know the girl. At least that was until Zwei came along and discovered her. Being as popular at the time as he was because of his personality and his tendancy to help others. This made Ruma a target for many pranks and well bulling from other girls. Yet this came to a rather abrupt end when Zwei for once confronted the girls. After that she was left alone despite the occasional rumor. It was during this time his Parents had another child. His Younger sister Sonoshee.
It was at this point Zwei managed to earn her trust enough that he was able to see the youngs woman face for what it truely was worth. Shortly after his discovery he altered the womans very appearance just slightly, pulling her hair back out of her face to reveal those egyptian blues. And from that point on the rumors stopped from petty jealousy to that of shock and awe. Ruma held a beauty within those eyes that most had not seen. Shortly after the woman soon allowed herself to fall for the man who in a sense helped her change her life around. Becoming more outspoken and bold, allowing Ruma to defend herself. Thus... the two were never parted, never argued, never broke up. The two were together like glue, parting only to hang out with friends or when work boggered them down.
A few years later the two were happily married. And even a few months after that at the ripe age of Twenty Six, Ruma was expecting their first child. One that was soon named Akil. However... what was supposed to be a happy day for them both, ended in tragity. Ruma encounted complications during the birthing process, which ended up with her dieing shortly after Akil was born. Leaving a rather destroyed Zwei behind. For once... the man held no idea what to do with his life. His stupor, his depression lead to Akil being taken in by his parents to be raised. Until he some how managed to get out of his depression a good three months later.
After that the young man never parted from his child. Learning all the tricks and trades that were required as she grew older. Becoming a wonderful cook on almost the chef level, even going as far as to learn how to sew. Soon enough he had become the ideal dad. At least that was until the chaos happend, that had them leaving their home for the milky way. The Amn'reth had finally made their move. And in his haste he managed to secure one of the last shuttles off the planet, that shuttle barely managing to escape the bombardment from Amn'reth forces. They found sancuary in the Milky way shuttle system. Only to have it attacked a few months later, however luckly something happened.
The Legacy made its first appearance, fighting back against the Amn'reth with equal force. Allowing those who were upon the damaged colony of the Milky way to flee to the Legacy. However it was during that so called rush to get onto that of the Legacy tragity once more struck the young man. During all the chaos he lost his son, within the crowd of people. He lingered long after the final few screaming civilians had past him to look for his son. Only to have discovered him crushed by the rushing crowd. With much convincing he finally left his son, heading off with a few officers and off to the Legacy he went. There he spent the remainder of his so called days working quietly at the bar, slowly recovering from his so called trama.
Relationship status: Widowed
Family: Ruma{Wife Deceased} / Akil{Son Deceased} / Kane {Father} / Alice{Mother} / Sonoshee{Younger Sister}
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Posted: Sun Apr 15, 2012 7:50 pm
Name: Sonoshee Felyss Ixythil
Nickname: Shee / Sono / Blue Eyes
Age: 24
Special skills:
+Body Shifting to Adult Female{Randomly}
+Has a thing with animals that attracts them to her
+Extremely Flexible
+Fast
+Genius level IQ
Personality: Much like her mother, Sonoshee is rather quiet, and seemingly distant from others. She tends to keep things bottled away within her until they are near the point of bursting. Believing that showing emotions makes someone weak, and wishes nothing of the sort upon herself. However this is all just a face that hides away the more gentle almost motherly side of her being, one that is well guarded to protect it from being harmed.
Likes:
+Strawberries
+Pudding
+Animals
+Good Food
+Sweets
+Stories of her mother
+Cat Hats
+Singing
Dislikes:
-Bugs
-Rotten Food
-Voilence
-Argueing
-Being Picked on
-Being Alone
-New people
Child Appearance:
Adult Appearance:
History: Sonoshee, was born from that of Kane and Alice. Unfortunately however her mother died upon giving birth to her, thus for the most part she grew up without a mother. And merely a father to guide her. Thus... some things were rather awkward between them. Well mostly when it came to female related things. Sonoshee knew well enough despite her young age that her father was just attempting to do his best to raise her. But... there were only some things a woman could only do. Despite her age she understood this, and never questioned her father. Merely did most of her own research on female related subjects on the computer at home. In a sense making it easier on her father when it came to matters of the oppisite gender.
Years went on, she grew up a bit more and began attending school much to her own protest. She wanted to stay home with her father, to help him. In a sense be home schooled so she wouldn't have to face new people. However her father would have no such thing. Thus she was sent to school, a world that terrified her. For days she spent most of her time alone in the classrooms during the times of so called Recess. She would watch the other children and the teacher play various games. Only to shy away when she was asked to join in. The teacher being a realitively nice woman never pushed her to do anything, even while knowing Sonoshee wished to join them. Sonoshee however never had a problem in school, her grades surprisingly high for a child her age. So much so, she was skipping a few grade levels by the end of it all.
Soon enough she foud herself out of the world of children and games and into the tough hormone driven halls of highschool. Those years were torture on her, her grades dipping just slightly at the level of mental abuse she recieved from other students. But she pressed on her grades improving shortly after her father told her the tale of her mothers high school years. With this insperation she found herself once more easily rolling through classes till the point of time she was graduating before any of the other students had the ability to do so. At the mere age of twelve, she attended collage classes that were provided on her home world. Yet her timid and shy nature knows no bounds. Still opting to hide behind her father even when someone is attempting to praise her.
She graduated collage some months ago, and is now working in a sense part time for the labs. Helping their research in a means of attempting to help the human race survive. And her intellect on the matter has proven to be of great use to the labs. Even with being a young adult fresh to the world of work. It was during one of these studies something however went vastly wrong. At the time she had been studying various effects of chemicals against a piece of Amn'reth skin they had managed to get a hold of. One chemical had a rather serious reaction to the skin, causing it to in a sense explode releasing some odd voilet substance into the air. The inital eruption had sent the her back into a table of various chemicals, and well liquid substances. By the time someone had dug her out, the found something vastly different than the young woman she had been.
Instead there amoung all the various mixed Chemicals which surprisingly hadn't killed her, laid not a woman but a fully under developed female child. The chemicals had altered the woman forcing her body to revert at an astounding rate. Yet despite the tests to find out what it was that was in her system, the search came up with absolutely nothing. Leaving not only Sonoshee puzzled by her fellow scientists, uncertain if this was a perimate thing or not that had happened to her body. Yet after a few hours, they found the child reverting back into her true Adult form. They believed it was merely some side effect and that was it. However, days went on, and her so called shifting between the forms happened at random at various points of time, for various periods of time. Sonoshee unable to really tell or even guess when it was going to happen. It just did.
Thus, when the so called random alteration to her body happened. She tended to use that time to do what research she could done. Her studies also proved to be things none related to the Amn'reth at times. In a sense using her so called new form to take in various reactions from both genders. Needless to say it was a slight bit of fun for her to interact with people in her child shape. The research she discovered on how the two sides acted towards one another something of astounding. However... to this day she is known to like her adult form more than her child. Due to it being what she is currently. An Adult.
Relationship status: Single
Family: Kane Ixythil{Father} / Alice Ixythil{Mother/Deceased} / Zwei{Older Brother}
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Posted: Mon Apr 16, 2012 12:23 am
Name: Toulac Gilarra
Nickname: Toa
Age: 25
Special skills:
+Skilled with Staff
+Great Cook
+Talented Violinist
+Skilled Blacksmith
+Energy Specialist
Personality: Toulac is a rather reserved woman, one whom tends to keep her self rather than bother people with her own personal emotions. She can be stern, and is highly passionate about her black smithing. However her actually admiting to it will most likely never happen. She does however hold a rather large soft spot for children. Possibly hinting to wanting a child of her own some day.
Likes:
+Blue berries
+Egyptian water lilies
+Her forge
+Black smithing in general
+Sparring
+Peace and quiet
+Night time
+Tinkering
Dislikes:
-Pointless Voilence
-Those whom prey on the weak
-Pointless arguements
-Sexists
-Cranberries
-Cats{Allergic}
-Amn'reth
Appearance:
History:Toulac was born of a mother and a father like any other child. However hers were unfortunately killed by the in some freak accident where they worked. And with no other family to take her in she was orphaned. Soon enough she found herself placed within an orphanage where she was raised amoung a vast group of other children. Much like them she strived to get herself adopted. In hopes of a family. But years pressed on, and she grew older with little to no interest in her being. She knew well enough then that she had little to no chance of being adopted. After all she was older, and the younger children in the orphanage held more appeal than the older kids. Thus she spent most of her time helping out and caring for the other children. Believing it was the only right thing to do. Until that odd day a man came to see her.
This man went by the name of Lumis Gilarra. His interest with her almost seemed erie. As if he wanted something other than a child. Needless to say her hunch was not wrong when the man adopted her at the age of fithteen. But... it wasn't a bad thing at all to say the least. He took her in, gave her a home and a last name. But... a few days later she fully understood what the man wanted of her person. She had grown up to be rather strong individual despite living in an orphanage. Apparently she was strong for her age, and held the apparent perfect keen sense for that of a metal worker. Thus... she was put to work on the mans forge, him teaching her every last bit of his trade. Showing her how to craft and forge a blade like the best black smiths in the world. Him holding no quarells with a woman doing a mans job.
And Lumis had been correct. She held a natural talent with the forge picking it up so easily. And soon her passion on the forge grew, spending hours toling away and honning her skills as a blacksmith. Going under the name of Loc rather than Tolac. Finding people willing to buy her craft more believing it had been a male who produced it. At that point of time she didn't care, easily taking over Lumis share of the work to allow the old man to actually have a rest rather than working himself to the bone like he had soo many times in the past. Besides most believed it to be his handiwork on the blades not her own. It did not matter, she was merely pleased to hold someone willing to give her what she had long wanted. A family.
After two years of blacksmithing, Lumis came to her with something else completely. A wooden staff. She knew well enough the man had fallen rather ill due to the constant strain of his body over the years. But... what he decided to teach her, would soon save her life. The old man easily put her through her paces, smacking her around as if she knew nothing of how to use the weapon. Which was true she held no idea. The bruises she obtained through those weeks of apparent training. Would never be forgotten, her being more sore in more places than she could ever recall having. But... she had an odd enjoyment of the harsh treatment of Lumis training. The mere simple fact she was bonding with the man even more than she could remember. Enjoying his company, his lectures, his jokes. It was something that had long been void of her life.
She carried on his trade, as well as his sparring lessions. And soon enough she was begining to best her so called teacher. Moving far more graceful manner than his old sluggish being could produce. It was during one of these spars, Lumis had his heart attack. The strain of working despite her protests not to finally taking its toll and claiming his life. Thus... Toulac was left in a world all on her own once more. Yet... she never left Lumis forge, constantly working, getting payment for what she had been taught to do. Under the name of Loc. No one knew the difference, no one cared enough to see who was the being behind the forge. But soon enough, her world would be turned upside down once more. Ever so shortly after she had managed to get settled again.
The Amn'reth attacked.
It was during this first attack that her so called skills with the staff came in handy. Having produced a rather elegant staff of the finest steel she could get, she protected herself from one of the many drones. The force of her strikes bone breaking due to the muscle she had accumulated over the years of working the forge. Yet this was a mere defense until she had reached one of the shuttles and was able to board it. After a rather shakey exiting of the earths orbit, she found her shuttle docking with that of the Legacy. A place that would serve as her home for the next few months. During that period of time she was swift to locate herself a little home away from the city. One that had been intended to be a farm. Yet she reconstructed it to be that of a blacksmiths paradise. With a new sense of pride in Lumis work. She began to craft blades for those whom demanded it. Military and civilian a like. She had even been known to be the Creator of the Swords Blade weapon. Which allowed her to learn of the energy trade in order to craft an energy weapon that would suit the suit the most.
Relationship status: Single
Family: Orphaned / Adoptive father Lumis Gilarra{Deceased}
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