Heart of Purity, Mind of Darkness (1x1 with FeatherBlaka)


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Keeganvalehdan

1:57am Feb 10 2014 (last edited on 2:04am Feb 10 2014)

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Story
On the planet Skyyro, homeworld of the Skyyron species, seat of power for the incomprehensible might of the Skyyron Empire, home of the Prime and Primess of the Skyyron race, holy planet of the God Darkness-a child has been born. A little girl, named Kya, one flicker or life in a massive expansion of worlds and systems, one bl
ink in the lifespan of the Skyyron race, one star in the middle of billions more. But this little girl is no mere flicker, not some simple bl
ink, not a star but a raging comet. Kya is a psyker, a Diviner with a mind of such unprecedented power she could potentially have the ability to predict all of Space and Time-or unravel the very fabric of reality itself. In order to protect Kya from the machinations of the most ruthless, self-serving and strict Empire in the galaxy Kya's mother shipped her off in secret, sending her to the one place in the entire Galaxy she might be safe from the Skyyron Empire-Earth. But Kya's mother underestimated the Skyyron. Kya's mother could not predict the lengths the Skyyron would go to to obtain or destroy her power. She could not predict how important Kya's mind was-not just to the Skyyron, but more dangerous, predatory forces lurking just outside of reality itself...and she could not predict who Kya would crash into...

Basically it is going to be a massive race with everybody (both your characters and mine) all trying to keep Kya from one another and fighting and whatnot.

Rules (If I even need to put these..)
1. I am playing Kya
2. All the Res rules apply
3. No powerplaying, Godmodding etc etc etc
4. As many characters as you like Blaka
5.I just wanted to put another rule down XD

Bios
::-Name-::
::-Age-::
::-Gender-::
::-Species-::
::-Appearance-::
::-Powers/Abilities-::
::-History (optional)-::
::-Personality (optional too)-::
::-Other (obviously optional)-::




If a man dedicates his life to good deeds and the welfare of others, he will die unthanked and unremembered. If he exercises his genius bringing misery and death to billions, his name will echo through the millennia for a hundred lifetimes. Infamy is always more preferable to ignominy-Fabius Bile
Keeganvalehdan

12:33am Feb 27 2014

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(bump Jazmyn)



If a man dedicates his life to good deeds and the welfare of others, he will die unthanked and unremembered. If he exercises his genius bringing misery and death to billions, his name will echo through the millennia for a hundred lifetimes. Infamy is always more preferable to ignominy-Fabius Bile
Featherblaka

12:42am Feb 27 2014 (last edited on 3:16am Mar 16 2014)

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::-Name-::
Ebony Scarlock
::-Age-::
Appears to be somewhere between her late twenties and early thirties. 
::-Gender-::
Male. Now that is either a sudden plot twist or a lie. Take your pick. 
::-Species-::
Aramuk
::-Appearance-::
In her human form Ebony is lean with tangled black hair that falls to her mid-back. Her eyes are pale teal, her ears are pointed at the tips and she has two small v shaped chunks taken out of her left one. Ebony typically wears a pair of black cargo pants and a dark teal shirt accompanied by a black velvet waistcoat. She also has become attached to a dark green beret and a long tattered velvet coat.

In her feline form Ebony is lean with black tufts of hair at the tips of her ears much like a caracals. She has long tufts of guard hairs around her chest, cheeks, shoulders and the base of her tail. The fur on her tail is long and silky while the rest of her pelt is evenly short and thick. 

Dragon form:
http://fc00.deviantart.net/fs71/i/2013/120/1/5/hugs_plz__by_featherblaka-d63mu2h.jpg
(Though she dislikes hugs from most people.)  
::-Powers/Abilities-::
Ebony is skilled at anything to do with telepathy and if she is agitated enough/in enough danger she is able to take on her dragon form. 
::-History (optional)-::
Let's not.
::-Personality (optional too)-::
Ebony cannot stand to be bored and as a result she grows restless and impatient if she is idle for more than a few minutes. She can be selfish and irritable at times as she sees no point in doing something for someone unless she gets something from it. The idea of following anothers orders ruffle her hackles and she often feels the need to prove that she is 'a higher rank' than others, generally resulting in aggression. She completely lacks a moral compass.
::-Other (obviously optional)-::
She suffers from post traumatic stress disorder due to an old injury to her stomach which left it sensitive to contact. 

::-Name-::
Holly Ornitha 
::-Age-::
Has been frozen at the age of sixteen for several hundred years
::-Gender-::
Female
::-Species-::
Vampyrum
::-Appearance-::
Holly is slim and stands at around 4'11 with base-of-shoulder-blade length golden-brown hair usually tied back for convenience. Her default eye colour is gold, but is changes depending on what element she's manipulating at the time, so she generally keeps a rock in her pocket to keep them brown. Wears a forest green long-sleeved shirt accompanied by a brown jacket and trousers. She also has a long crimson scarf made of spider silk that doubles as a rope and a sheath in her right pocket for Lance the golden fire-spitting sapient paintbrush wannabe-sword. And the obligatory little fangs slightly longer than average human canine teeth. 

Holly's wyvern form is slightly chubby, due to a combination of being the age of the pups of the species and any free space being filled by a hydrogen bladder/sack. She has a serpentine neck, body and tail  and stands quadrupedal on proportionally short and stocky legs ending in large padded paws, the front containing sharp retractable claws. She has two short three-pronged horns protruding from the back of her skull and large pointed ears. A long silky golden brown linear mane runs from above her eyes to her shoulders and the same long hair sprouts from the tip of her tail. Her underside is plated with large pale blue scales and short gold coloured velvety fur covers the rest of her body. Ranges between the sizes of a worm and a mountain. Has a tendency to hiccup small hydrogen explosions and float to the ceiling. 
Alternatively: http://fc06.deviantart.net/fs70/i/2013/180/9/d/cookies__by_featherblaka-d6b9vqp.jpg

Were: 
http://fc04.deviantart.net/fs70/i/2013/156/b/b/tablet_taming_in_process_by_featherblaka-d67zg6z.jpg 
Though the gold isn't as green, the tablet screen messed with the colours.
::-Powers/Abilities-::
The ability to manipulate and create elements, though she's still learning and often makes mistakes.
::-History (optional)-::
Ask her.
::-Personality (optional too)-::
Due to an experiment by Lance, who is linked to her mind, she is prone to random mood swings and personality changes as her head contains the minds of other deceased wielders of the elemental paintbrush. This also leads to the occasionally verbal rampage or flashback that can be triggered by something related to a past event. Holly herself is generally kind and dislikes verbal or physical fights, which she will often try to break up. 
::-Other (obviously optional)-::
She has a fascination with the sky. 


::-Name-::
Wharshin
::-Age-::
Unknown, from what is known of his species he is fully grown.
::-Gender-::
Every one assumes he is male, and he has given no information to disprove this fact.
::-Species-::
They have no name for themselves as they communicate through images sent telepathically, but they are known as Mask-cloaks by others. 
::-Appearance-::
Procrastination is happening. I'll update this when I decide to stop.
http://th03.deviantart.net/fs71/PRE/i/2013/119/6/6/possum_terror_____by_featherblaka-d63gl68.jpg
::-Powers/Abilities-::
He has the ability to manipulate elements, though it is incredibly underdeveloped and he can do little more than direct them. He is skilled at creating illusions and is currently studying defensive spells, but so far he has barely mastered a few simple deflective spells. 
::-History (optional)-::
No way.
::-Personality (optional too)-::
Wharshin prefers to stay away from conversation, but he will join one if he feels he is needed or to assure other's that he will not slaughter them without reason. It doesn't help that if he hasn't 'fed' for a while he will often lash out at others in the hopes of getting a meal of fear. It isn't uncommon for him to use sarcasm or mock anger and aggression, but unfortunately he isn't familiar with the standard ways of showing emotion through tone, so he often comes across as serious. Generally he is well mannered and he prefers to keep the peace. 
::-Other (obviously optional)-::
He is a skilled pipe player and swordsman. He is also classed as royalty among his people, though he rarely mentions it. 


::-Name-::
Fleco Poltergeist 
::-Age-::
16
::-Gender-::
Male
::-Species-::
Human elf hybrid. 
::-Appearance-::
Fleco is slightly taller than average and has the typical slim elven build. His ears are lobeless and pointed and his facial structure is somewhat feminine looking thanks to his elven side, and although it's not to hard to tell he's a male, it's feminine enough to tease him about it. He has dark brown eyes and hair, which is short and typically messy. His clothes are often oversized and in a slightly ragged condition and he almost always wears an old brown trench coat with pockets full of bits and bobs that fend of spectres. 
::-Powers/Abilities-::
He's sensitive enough to see most spectres and his ability to go unnoticed and pickpocket others seems to have more to it than stealth.
::-History (optional)-::
He disowned it along with his family. *cough* Deadwood *cough*
::-Personality (optional too)-::
Fleco is a horrendous flirt with every just about every female he meets. This is because deep down he is insecure and wallowing in self pity. He hides this by being annoyingly arrogant. He's generally an upbeat person, but when people push his buttons he will almost instantly become cold or aggressive. 
::-Other (obviously optional)-::
He should keep his nose out of serious business.  

::-Name-::
Merlin Kiteford
::-Age-::
Appears 17, is at least a few centuries old.
::-Gender-::
Male
::-Species-::
Human, although he is now a powerful type of spectre that manifests itself around the jawbone of its material body. 
::-Appearance-::
Merlin is on the short side, slightly underweight and has sharp features. His hair is pale blond, short and rather neglected. He has violet eyes (which is legitimately a gene-although it's extremely rare) and his pupils are cloudy due to his blindness. He wears a thick black hooded cloak lined with royal purple and black boots that are polished to a shine. He also wears a palatinate purple sleeved tunic (the medieval kind, obviously)with black trim and a pair of plain black pants. He also carries a staff made of wood with a black crystal sphere on the top. 

His shadow-wyvern form thing: 
http://fc04.deviantart.net/fs70/i/2013/194/6/8/frilly_beast_by_featherblaka-d6dcd1i.jpg
::-Powers/Abilities-::
As a former setik he has power over all elements, but he specializes in in darkness and isn't that hard to outdo in any other element. He is also a necromancer and can disintegrate back into the immaterial plane because he's a spectre.
::-History (optional)-::
Nope.
::-Personality (optional too)-::
He really is just an irritable ghost prone to sudden outbursts of violence and anger. 
::-Other (obviously optional)-::
He plays the kantele.



::-Name-::
Grimsley (He will also accept any flattering ti
tle given to him)
::-Age-::
He appears to be in his mid thirties, but he is obviously older than that.
::-Gender-::
Male.
::-Species-::
Settegrawkian Vampire. Unfortunately due to experiments in science-magic his DNA is continuously being shuffled and spliced with the DNA of just about any other creature. 
::-Appearance-::
The only constants about Grimsley's appearance are his dark eyes- one of which is completely grey-, the pale scar that runs diagonally across his face from above his left eye, the monochromatic tendency of his coloration, the long retractable fangs in his mouth, and the dark markings he has around his eyes. Grimsley typically wears a tattered grey sleeveless tunic and a ragged pair of black pants. He also carries a pair of dark shades incase he has to enter an environment with high levels of light, as his eyes are incredibly sensitive.
::-Powers/Abilities-::
He can suck people's souls out through their mouths, but that's more of a species trait. 
::-History (optional)-::
Nope. 
::-Personality (optional too)-::
Grimsley is incredibly egocentric, vain, and really an all round mean person. The only thing that saves him from being a complete jerk is that he generally leaves people alone and doesn't involve himself unless someone pushes his buttons. The only things that get him out of his house/lab are the need for sustenance, supplies and burning curiosity. 
::-Other (obviously optional)-::
He bites. 

::-Name-::
Rhi 
::-Age-::
Fully grown.
::-Gender-::
Female
::-Species-::
Akninro (a type of dragon)
::-Appearance-::
Rhi stands at eight feet, but when she rears up she reaches about twelve feet. She has the structure of a theropod with the exception of an extra pair of arms. Her arms are muscular and a can deal a lot of damage and while her jaws don't have much strength behind them, her neck is strong and can swing her head about like a ax covered in teeth and horns. She has two relatively short horns sprouting from the back of her skull and her tail is long and thick to balance out the weight of her torso. Her scales are fern green and are vertically striped with dark forest green. She is almost constantly in her armour, which is made up of plates of metal lined with something similar to kevlar. 
::-Powers/Abilities-::
None. 
::-History (optional)-::
Don't ask. 
::-Personality (optional too)-::
Work in progress. 
::-Other (obviously optional)-::
Nope.

::-Name-::
Leek 
::-Age-::
Fully grown 
::-Gender-::
Male
::-Species-::
Thylacine
::-Appearance-::
 
Aren't they pretty? 
::-Powers/Abilities-::
He has power over water and specializes in manipulating blood.
::-History (optional)-::
Bad things.
::-Personality (optional too)-::
Work in progress. Something's broken inside of his mind. 
::-Other (obviously optional)-::
He doesn't want to be a bad 'dog'.



Imma flippin\' fairy pixie! :P
Keeganvalehdan

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(Bump because we are the laziest Bio-writers ever XD)



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Featherblaka

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(Done!) 



Imma flippin\' fairy pixie! :P
Keeganvalehdan

1:26am Mar 21 2014 (last edited on 1:51am Mar 26 2014)

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(I am definitely going to put up my Bios eventually, I swear!)



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Keeganvalehdan

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(Okay, we really need to get Raavol's drawing done XD)



If a man dedicates his life to good deeds and the welfare of others, he will die unthanked and unremembered. If he exercises his genius bringing misery and death to billions, his name will echo through the millennia for a hundred lifetimes. Infamy is always more preferable to ignominy-Fabius Bile
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(We can do that next week, probably.)



Imma flippin\' fairy pixie! :P
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(Bump.)



Imma flippin\' fairy pixie! :P
Keeganvalehdan

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(bump, sorry)



If a man dedicates his life to good deeds and the welfare of others, he will die unthanked and unremembered. If he exercises his genius bringing misery and death to billions, his name will echo through the millennia for a hundred lifetimes. Infamy is always more preferable to ignominy-Fabius Bile
Keeganvalehdan

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(Okay, I know waiting for this has been ridiculous, so if you want I can post up what Bios I have and just update as we go along-bearing in mind I don't have Kya's yet XD)



If a man dedicates his life to good deeds and the welfare of others, he will die unthanked and unremembered. If he exercises his genius bringing misery and death to billions, his name will echo through the millennia for a hundred lifetimes. Infamy is always more preferable to ignominy-Fabius Bile
Featherblaka

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(Yeah, I know most of the characters you'll be using anyway.)



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Keeganvalehdan

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::-Name-::



Valkyrie



::-Age-::



4017



::-Gender-::



Male



::-Species-::



Skyyron.
Skyyron are a sentient plant species that photosynthesyze with shadow
rather than sunlight. They are humanoid in shape and are completely
black except their large, completely white eyes and their completely
white mouths. They are a very athletic species and are always fit in
appearance, especially since Skyyron having wider chests and
shoulders and thinner waists than humans. The females have huge
flowers on their chests. Skyyron usually wear black classy clothing,
although the Skyyron warriors, ships crew and officers wear
beautifully crafted yet efficient armor made primarily of Krassl (A
diamond-hard sentient crystal) and ability enhancing technology. They
are an extremely ancient race and have super advanced physiology and
technology and are adept in psychic ability. Skyyron live for
extremely long periods of time, 12-15,000 human years on average,
although some live evn longer.



::-Appearance-::



Valkyrie
is around 6'5”, which is short for a Skyyron. Picture by
FeatherBlaka:
http://th09.deviantart.net/fs70/PRE/i/2014/042/f/9/valky_by_featherblaka-d7644c5.jpg

::-Powers/Abilities-::



Valkyrie
is adept at combat, being a master of dozens of diverse typess of
ranged and melee weapons, his favourite being one or more swords,
however Valkyrie is quite capable of killing with his bare hands,
especially due to the highly advanced technological Hero Class Armor
he wears and his centuries of fighting. He is also a very talented
tactician, knowing how to use his advantages and cancel his
weaknesses in almost any situation and is a natural born military
leader, with the inspiration, ingenuity, charisma and popularity to
commaned the vast armies of the 2nd Skyyron fleet.
However, perhaps Valkyrie's greatest strength is his moral and
emotional one, being able to reason with and empathize with people at
a capacity far from most Skyyron and even many humans, meaning he
truly feels the consequences of every action and it is this unique
emotional strength that makes him such an icon and such a political
weapon, as well as giving him the ability of being in command of the
entire 2nd fleet, the Holy Fleet of the Skyyron Empire.



::-History-::



Valkyrie
was discovered on the surface of the Daemon world known as Hades, the
only Skyyron or Guardian warrior who survived the terrible war
against the terrible Daemons of the Foul and the horrific
Reality-tear in the middle of the system. When the Skyyron resuce
party found him he had no memory of absoloutely anything, over 2000
years of life simply wiped from his memory including his ability to
walk, talk and perform basic actions. He was taken in for recovery
and was visited by none other than Supreme High Wytch of the Skyyron,
Yronnen, who believed, or at least said, that Valkyrie had been
blessed by the gods and that he should be turned into a symbol of
hope and purity for the Skyyron instead of simply being slain for
fear of taint and lack of mind. Yronnen's influence was such that he
was taken in by none other than Princess of the Skyyron Empire Renia,
who helped Valkyrie make a rapid recovery and eventually fell in love
with him. With the hand of the Princess and the dark manipulations of
the Order of the Wytchs Valkyrie was turned into the symbol Yronnen
wanted him to be and he became one of the most infamous heroes in the
history of the Skyyron race, and was even given command of the 2nd
Skyyron fleet, the Holy Fleet of the Skyyron Empire, as he was still
believed blessed. Now Valkyrie has commanded the Fleet for over 1000
years, fighting against the enemies of the Skyyron Empire and still
acting as a symbol of hope for the Skyyron people.



::-Personality-::



Valkyrie'
has great moral and emotional capacity, being able to reason with and
empathize with people at a capacity far from most Skyyron and even
many humans, meaning he truly feels the consequences of every action
and can really connect with people, but due to his enormously strict
and mind-washing military psycho-doctrinisation he still tries to
detach himself and act like a soldier and a Skyyron, making him also
prone to sudden mood-switching as he converts to what he calls
'combat mode'.



::-Other-::



His
official rank is 'Grand Hero of the Holy Fleet of the Skyyron Empire
and Holy embassy of Darkness'.



He
also has a Veol Mount named Xxrassl (Picture by FeatherBlaka):
http://fc04.deviantart.net/fs71/i/2012/223/1/1/veol_for_keegan_by_featherblaka-d5aqqil.jpg



















::Name::



(Princess)
Renia
::-Age-::



3899



::Gender::



Female
::Species::



Skyyron.
Skyyron are a sentient plant species that photosynthesyze with shadow
rather than sunlight. They are humanoid in shape and are completely
black except their large, completely white eyes and their completely
white mouths. They are a very athletic species and are always fit in
appearance, especially since Skyyron having wider chests and
shoulders and thinner waists than humans. The females have huge
flowers on their chests. Skyyron usually wear black classy clothing,
although the Skyyron warriors, ships crew and officers wear
beautifully crafted yet efficient armor made primarily of Krassl (A
diamond-hard sentient crystal) and ability enhancing technology. They
are an extremely ancient race and have super advanced physiology and
technology and are adept in psychic ability. Skyyron live for
extremely long periods of time, 12-15,000 human years on average,
although some live evn longer.



::-Appearance-::



Princess
Renia stands about 6'2”, which is quite short for a Skyyron. She is
slim and curvy, especially since her waist is naturally thinner and
shoulders and chest broader than humans'. Princess Renia takes great
pride in her appearance and as such makes sure her long braided
ponytail is covered in the right amount of golden dust (actually gold
dust) and that her large, white, oval eyes and white mouth are
looking especially bright. She typically wears fairly revealing
golden clothing but for formal occasions wears more appropriate
dresses, also golden, but regardless of occasion she is never found
without her large extravagant golden tiara.
::Powers/
Abilities::



Renia
is very skilled with blades-be it swords, axes or daggers. She also
has a natural charm, excellent body and way with words which she uses
to her advantage, able to charm and influence people with simply a
flick of her hair and a seductive pose, although if that doesn't work
she also controls ludicrous amounts of money and other precious items
and technically has authority over the entirety of the Skyyron
Empire's 22 fleets as she is royalty.
::-History-::



Renia
has spent her entire life in absoloute perfection and wealth beyond
the wildest dreams of any human. She was raised in the Palace of
Darkness, a gargantuanly extravagant crystalline palace with the size
and population (of servants) of a large island country, but with
riches and beauty beyond the entirey of Earth. She had everything she
could ever want handed to her on a massive diamond platter laced with
gold, every boring task and unpleasant experience dealt with by
throwing enormous amounts of money at them. However, when she was
brought an unconscous, war-torn soldier with absoloutely no memory of
anything who was apparently blessed and told she had to practically
raise him things changed, and Renia got her first taste or reality.
With the help of a small fortune she eventually helped Valkyrie to
recover from whatever terrible things occurred at Hades, and ended up
falling in love with the sweetheart soldier, who although his memory
was empty had a heart much larger than most Skyyron-especially
herself. Once Valkyrie was back to 'normal' Renia and Valkyrie became
an item and have been ever since, their love serving as an idol for
the Skyyron Empire and doing much to improve Renia's own, twisted
views on life.



::-Personality-::



Renia
is the embodyment of a spoiled brat. She is selfish, self centered,
incredibly narsisistic, spiteful, jealous and believes she deserves
to get anything she could possibly want.



::-Other-::



She
is the Princess of the Skyyron Empire.



























































































::-Name-::



(Warmaker)
Raavol



::-Age-::



Unknown



::-Gender-::



Male



::-Species-::



Skyyron.
Skyyron are a sentient plant species that photosynthesyze with shadow
rather than sunlight. They are humanoid in shape and are completely
black except their large, completely white eyes and their completely
white mouths. They are a very athletic species and are always fit in
appearance, especially since Skyyron having wider chests and
shoulders and thinner waists than humans. The females have huge
flowers on their chests. Skyyron usually wear black classy clothing,
although the Skyyron warriors, ships crew and officers wear
beautifully crafted yet efficient armor made primarily of Krassl (A
diamond-hard sentient crystal) and ability enhancing technology. They
are an extremely ancient race and have super advanced physiology and
technology and are adept in psychic ability. Skyyron live for
extremely long periods of time, 12-15,000 human years on average,
although some live evn longer.



::-Appearance-::



Raavol
is a towering monster, being over 11 foot tall. Picture by
FeatherBlaka:



::-Powers/Abilities-::



Raavol
is a Noctyyr warrior, a lethal super-soldier with some of the most
devestatingly advanced weaponry and technology in the galaxy. His
Noctyyr Battlesuit enhances his speed and strength to terrifying
levels and protects him from all but the most devestating anti-tank
weaponry-although due to the natural self-repairing ability of Krassl
even that may not kill him. His Noctyyr Battlesuit also includes an
enormously advanced HUD system and includes heat, x-ray, highly
enhanced and other kinds of specialized vision modes, experty
designed sonar mapping technology, information about any and all
bodily and technologically functions and is connected directly to
Raavol's brain so he recieves the information at thought speed and
can control his armour like a part of his body.



Raavol
also has a Noctyyr Rifle, a devestating Light Machine Gun that fires
energized Krassl crystals larger than a human arm that are capable of
piercing vehicle armour and shredding soldiers-although this is not
nearly as lethal as his gargantuan energized Krassl Broadsword and
raw fighting ability.



Raavol's
perhaps greatest ability is the intense psycho-doctrinisation and
surgical enhancements all Noctyyr Warriors go through, eliminating
any sense of emotion other than sheer furious anger and loyalty,
meaning he feels no fear, no remorse, and has no concept of mercy or
forgiveness.



::-History
(optional)-::



Raavol
has spent his entire lifespan serving the Skyyron Empire, being
selected for the vigorous and fatal training of the Noctyyr whilst
still a young child, his physical, mental and psychological
conditions ideal for the potential life of eternal warfare. Raavol,
alongside 2222 other children from his planet were put through a
nightmarish childhood of terrifyingly brutal training, intense
mind-washing and psycho-doctrinisation and surgical alteration that
eventually saw only 22 remaining. With their final surgical
procedure-the intense psychic and physical alterations to the head
and mind which allow the direct interface with the Noctyyr
Battlesuit-completed Raavol was bestowed the glorius honour of his
Noctyyr Battlesuit and weaponry, officially becoming one of the
Skyyron's most sacred warriors. Noctyyrs are designed for pure,
unalterated warfare of the most hostile and frightening kind, but
even so Raavol was clearly destined for a greater place in the
Skyyron fleets. He personally slew over 500 Deluruxian Pirates at the
battle for Yllks II. He lead the assault on the rebel palace of the
world of Kraos when the Skyyron Fleet leaders were all killed,
personally burning half of the island-sized palace and beheading all
of the traitor Skyyron leaders. During the Battles with the Guardians
over the Ignus system of Kwuarshar-ka Raavol teleported just himself
onto the Guardian flag ship and single handedly destroyed two-dozen
Guardian Angels of Death and crippled the entire engine system. But
his true ability was shown when he lead the Noctyyr rescue party sent
by Yronnen to rescue the lone survivor from the Foul World known as
Hades, fighting off the few Foul Demons not gone from the world and
managing to banish no less than two Demon Knights, although he lost
both legs in the process. Raavol was promoted to Warmaker of the 2nd
Skyyron fleet, the Holy Fleet of the Skyyron Empire, due to the loss
of almost half of the fleet in the fighting around Hades. When
Valkyrie was given command of the fleet he was honored to fight
alongside the soldier that saved his life and a warrior with the
gore-soaked record Raavol boasted, so Valkyrie made Raavol his
personal and tactical advisor and has made sure to focus and utilize
Raavol's skill set to the best possible use-utter destruction.



::-Personality
(optional too)-::



Raavol's
personality is completely different from any other Skyyron, and
indeed many other sapient life forms, due to the intense
psycho-doctrinisation and surgical enhancements. Raavol has been
sculpted and shaped, figuratively and literally, for war in all it's
forms, being trained and altered to be the ultimate warrior and being
armed and armored with some of the best technology in the galaxy. As
a result, Raavol does not feel emotion and sensation like we do. He
does not feel fear, as that could cause bad tactical decision making
or disobediance-or even retreat. He does not have any sense of pity,
or sorrow, or remorse, so can carry out the most heinous of violent
acts without a thought. He does not feel joy or pride as such things
can lead to greedy or traitorous thoughts, and does not even have a
concept of jealousy or envy. The only emotion Raavol can truly
understand and feel is anger, sheer bloodshed-inspired rage, the
righteous fury of a mighty warrior slaying his foes upon the
battlefield. As a result, Raavol is prone to terrifying bursts of
rage, tearing apart anything and anyone that dares to incur his ire.
Although obediance, loyalty and sacrifice are imbeded into his every
fibre, his fits of rage are so totally consuming even Valkyrie and
the other Skyyron cannot always control him.



::-Other
(obviously optional)-::











::-Name-::



Prince
Rekia



::-Age-::



4273



::-Gender-::



Male



::-Species-::



Skyyron.
Skyyron are a sentient plant species that photosynthesyze with shadow
rather than sunlight. They are humanoid in shape and are completely
black except their large, completely white eyes and their completely
white mouths. They are a very athletic species and are always fit in
appearance, especially since Skyyron having wider chests and
shoulders and thinner waists than humans. The females have huge
flowers on their chests. Skyyron usually wear black classy clothing,
although the Skyyron warriors, ships crew and officers wear
beautifully crafted yet efficient armor made primarily of Krassl (A
diamond-hard sentient crystal) and ability enhancing technology. They
are an extremely ancient race and have super advanced physiology and
technology and are adept in psychic ability. Skyyron live for
extremely long periods of time, 12-15,000 human years on average,
although some live evn longer.



::-Appearance-::



Rekia
stands 6'7”, slightly above average for a Skyyron, although his
frame makes him appear taller. Rekia, like his sister, takes great
pride in his appearance so is very fit and muscular, his physique
emphazied by his naturally thinner wasit and broad shoulders and
chest. Rekia always wears an enormous silver crown



::-Powers/Abilities-::



Rekia,
as the First Son of Skyyro and heir to the Skyyron Empire, he is the
Lord of the 22 Fleets of the Skyyron Empire, giving him total command
of the entire military force of the Skyyron Empire and all of the
current and future Skyyron military campaigns. This means Rekia is
literally one of the most powerful people in the galaxy with an army
billions strong at his command, loyal to him until every single one
of them have been expended. As a result of having this constant and
all consuming power-and burden-Rekia has turned into an absoloute
strategic genius with expert knowledge in any and all aspects of
warfare from small-scale sabotage operations to full on planetary
annihilation. Rekia himself has little or no combat experience due to
the fact he has never actually had to go more than a few systems away
from the frontline and has a constant army of Noctyyr Battlesuits
guarding him, and often his sister as well.



::-History
(optional)-::



Rekia
lived a life very similar and also very different from his sister.
Rekia has lived his life primarily in the Palace
of Darkness, a gargantuanly extravagant crystalline palace with the
size and population (of servants) of a large country, but with riches
and beauty beyond the entirey of Earth. He grew up with everything he
could ever want handed to him on a massive diamond platter laced with
gold, every boring task and unpleasant experience dealt with by
throwing enormous amounts of money at them. However, unlike with his
sister, this brought him little comfort, for he was raised in the
ways of ruling far, far stricter than his sister, with his every
waking moment brutally and constantly educating him on any and every
aspect of ruling, plotting and commanding over an Empire. It is
considered a right of passage for a Skyyron Prince to command the
Skyyron Fleets, and as such was gifted with the command of one of the
largest and most powerful armadas in the galaxy at the age equivilant
of 21. Every military action, every campaign, every dedication of
military resources, every action made be every underling in every
ship of every fleet would eventually come back to Rekia, so had spent
most of his life without any form-or even concept-of free time or a
social life, spending his every waking hour raking his mind of all of
the information he was constantly bombarded with as a child. The
coming of Valkyrie was not celebrated by Rekia, unlike most Skyyron,
as the entire Hades operation had been an absoloute disaster with no
less than two and a half fleets being completely destroyed by the
Demons of the Foul and billions of lives being lost. Not to mention,
the unnecesary and costly rescue operation conceived to recover
Valkyrie was done without his knowledge, the Brotherhood of the
Wytches stabbing him in the back and taking command of his campaign,
abusing his resources and then turning the random soldier, one of
billions, into a political icon that completely undermind every other
tragic aspect of the campaign and thrusting Rekia out of the
limelight and the eyes of the people he had dedicated his life to
protect.



::-Personality
(optional too)-::



Rekia
has no concept of fun, or of selfishness or free time, every moment
of his life having been dedicated to the Skyyron Empire and one day
ruling it. This lack of self-fufilment and fun, coupled with Rekia's
constant involvement in nothing but every conceivable and horrific
aspect of warfare on a gargantuan scale, and his bitterness and
hatred over the coming of Valkyrie, has left him with a constant
snarl. He is always bitter, always serious, always angry and filled
with hatred. His immensly intelligent and creative mind twisted and
corrupted by foul thoughts and squandered being only used in aspects
of war and ruling, frustrating the Prince of the Skyyron even more.



::-Other
(obviously optional)-::




If a man dedicates his life to good deeds and the welfare of others, he will die unthanked and unremembered. If he exercises his genius bringing misery and death to billions, his name will echo through the millennia for a hundred lifetimes. Infamy is always more preferable to ignominy-Fabius Bile
Keeganvalehdan

4:14am Apr 27 2014

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(Sorry about the Bio quality, do you want to start? Just have your characters doing something fairly mundane)



If a man dedicates his life to good deeds and the welfare of others, he will die unthanked and unremembered. If he exercises his genius bringing misery and death to billions, his name will echo through the millennia for a hundred lifetimes. Infamy is always more preferable to ignominy-Fabius Bile
Keeganvalehdan

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(bump)



If a man dedicates his life to good deeds and the welfare of others, he will die unthanked and unremembered. If he exercises his genius bringing misery and death to billions, his name will echo through the millennia for a hundred lifetimes. Infamy is always more preferable to ignominy-Fabius Bile
Featherblaka

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(Yeah, let's start :3)

Fleco sat at the kitchen table sipping a cold cup of coffee. "I think I know how Ebony feels." 
"Ebony doesn't, and shouldn't, drink coffee." Holly replied, wrinkling her nose at the smell of the foul liquid and shuffling her chair away from him. 
"That's not my point, Holly." Fleco said. "I'm bored and I want something dangerous to happen." 
"She's infecting you." Holly said with a frown. 




Imma flippin\' fairy pixie! :P
Keeganvalehdan

3:33am Apr 29 2014

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The sound of rain hitting the roof intensified. (Just keep going and roll with whatever I type, I know what I'm doing XD)



If a man dedicates his life to good deeds and the welfare of others, he will die unthanked and unremembered. If he exercises his genius bringing misery and death to billions, his name will echo through the millennia for a hundred lifetimes. Infamy is always more preferable to ignominy-Fabius Bile
Featherblaka

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Fleco grumbled. "This weather better lighten up. I have a spectre to deal with tonight." 
"Wear a raincoat." Holly suggested. 
"It won't make outside seem any more inviting!" Fleco protested. 



Imma flippin\' fairy pixie! :P
Keeganvalehdan

4:02am Apr 29 2014

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(What kind of house/building are they in?)



If a man dedicates his life to good deeds and the welfare of others, he will die unthanked and unremembered. If he exercises his genius bringing misery and death to billions, his name will echo through the millennia for a hundred lifetimes. Infamy is always more preferable to ignominy-Fabius Bile
Featherblaka

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(Um, a pretty average home? I haven't really thought about this XD)



Imma flippin\' fairy pixie! :P
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