Post by riley on Jul 26, 2011 3:34:13 GMT -6
Name: Virdan East West Thirty-Six Riley (Riley Thirty-Six)
Age: 15 (24 in Earth years.)
Height: 5'6"
Weight: 528
Gender: Male
Race: Virdan
Appearance: Riley has the customary grey coloring of any Virdan, shoulder-length dirty-white hair, and black eyes. He is often seen hunched over wearing a holey white t-shirt and tattered black jeans. The mark of his family is an 'X' carved into his left cheek with an '=' on the top part of the right diagonal.
Personality: Riley is reclusive and fearful of anything coming in contact with his skin. He represses his emotions, a feat that is common of those that are from Thirty-Six. Slightly erratic and incredibly anti-social unless survival depends on it, he hates crowds and bright colors.
Background: Riley was created on the fifth day of the second moon-cycle in the two-hundredth year of counting in West: two years prior to the destruction of his village.
Countless innocents were slaughtered during the massacre of his town due to opposing political forces raging war. The region of West had many infrastructural problems, black market dealings and bribing being the most common. They covered it up skillfully when asked about it by neighboring continents.
Hundreds of troops marched in from each side of the village and the battle started, soon toppling the proud statue of Thirty-Six's leader with their brute force.
Barely walking on his two year old legs, Riley managed to hide in an abandoned storage room, fearfully listening to the battle outside. When all had quieted down, he emerged from his hiding place, searching for any remnants of his simple village.
Finding nothing but half-dead bodies of those he once knew, Riley continued to wander.
He finally came across the village of Twenty-Two, where they were conducting experiments to see if there was indeed life on other planets. Unfortunately, 'aged' Virdans seemed to rapidly deteriorate as they approached a certain speed whilst in space.
When they discovered Riley - now a young orphan - he was automatically shipped across a galaxy, reemerging on a foreign blue and green planet.
Now an Earthian age of fifteen, he embarked on his perilous journey to find something to live for.
Roleplay Sample:
Slow...
Quickquickquickslow...
He could hear this girl's breathing as strange liquids seeped from her eyes.
Her distraught was evident, even to someone as emotionally disconnected as a Thirty-Six.
He wished she would stop because when he tried to talk to her she couldn't hear and why the liquid? because he had seen many of these 'Earthians' do it. It was rather puzzling, and Riley did not like being puzzled.
Puzzled meant bad.
Puzzled meant danger.
Danger was bad.
So he took her prettypretty white neck in his hands and squeezed, so the words would come out and then there wouldn't be a puzzle anymore. Everything would be okay.
He squeezed harder and harder but only strange noises and more liquid came out. Harderharderharder...
Then she was gone and her feelings were gone. Was that how it felt for Father Thirty-Six and Mother Thirty-Six when red was everywhere?
Perhaps.
Grunting, Riley dropped the body was brushed his grey hands on his pants, picking at an almost-loose nail as he continued on his way.
Other (Abilities, etc):
Riley has incredibly long and hard fingernails: a trait passed down through his vague lineage.
.Level 1-30: Basic regeneration. Body has just become adapted to its abilities, and may occasionally 'over-eat', which means that he takes in more energy than he needs.
.Level 31-49: " " Finer control over regeneration.
.Level 50+: Can split into separate entities that govern their own selves, but can rejoin to form a single being once more. To do this, all of the previous skills are needed to be honed impeccably, and should not attempt 'source splitting' until at least level 56.
Breaking Point: Though he has no recollection of any feelings for his parents, if he were to see their murders he would surely loose it.
HP: 7
Physical Attack: 3
Physical Defense: 2
Special Attack: 5
Special Defense: 9
Speed: 9
Agility: 2
Skill: 3
Energy Reserves/Stamina: 10
Age: 15 (24 in Earth years.)
Height: 5'6"
Weight: 528
Gender: Male
Race: Virdan
Appearance: Riley has the customary grey coloring of any Virdan, shoulder-length dirty-white hair, and black eyes. He is often seen hunched over wearing a holey white t-shirt and tattered black jeans. The mark of his family is an 'X' carved into his left cheek with an '=' on the top part of the right diagonal.
Personality: Riley is reclusive and fearful of anything coming in contact with his skin. He represses his emotions, a feat that is common of those that are from Thirty-Six. Slightly erratic and incredibly anti-social unless survival depends on it, he hates crowds and bright colors.
Background: Riley was created on the fifth day of the second moon-cycle in the two-hundredth year of counting in West: two years prior to the destruction of his village.
Countless innocents were slaughtered during the massacre of his town due to opposing political forces raging war. The region of West had many infrastructural problems, black market dealings and bribing being the most common. They covered it up skillfully when asked about it by neighboring continents.
Hundreds of troops marched in from each side of the village and the battle started, soon toppling the proud statue of Thirty-Six's leader with their brute force.
Barely walking on his two year old legs, Riley managed to hide in an abandoned storage room, fearfully listening to the battle outside. When all had quieted down, he emerged from his hiding place, searching for any remnants of his simple village.
Finding nothing but half-dead bodies of those he once knew, Riley continued to wander.
He finally came across the village of Twenty-Two, where they were conducting experiments to see if there was indeed life on other planets. Unfortunately, 'aged' Virdans seemed to rapidly deteriorate as they approached a certain speed whilst in space.
When they discovered Riley - now a young orphan - he was automatically shipped across a galaxy, reemerging on a foreign blue and green planet.
Now an Earthian age of fifteen, he embarked on his perilous journey to find something to live for.
Roleplay Sample:
Slow...
Quickquickquickslow...
He could hear this girl's breathing as strange liquids seeped from her eyes.
Her distraught was evident, even to someone as emotionally disconnected as a Thirty-Six.
He wished she would stop because when he tried to talk to her she couldn't hear and why the liquid? because he had seen many of these 'Earthians' do it. It was rather puzzling, and Riley did not like being puzzled.
Puzzled meant bad.
Puzzled meant danger.
Danger was bad.
So he took her prettypretty white neck in his hands and squeezed, so the words would come out and then there wouldn't be a puzzle anymore. Everything would be okay.
He squeezed harder and harder but only strange noises and more liquid came out. Harderharderharder...
Then she was gone and her feelings were gone. Was that how it felt for Father Thirty-Six and Mother Thirty-Six when red was everywhere?
Perhaps.
Grunting, Riley dropped the body was brushed his grey hands on his pants, picking at an almost-loose nail as he continued on his way.
Other (Abilities, etc):
Riley has incredibly long and hard fingernails: a trait passed down through his vague lineage.
.Level 1-30: Basic regeneration. Body has just become adapted to its abilities, and may occasionally 'over-eat', which means that he takes in more energy than he needs.
.Level 31-49: " " Finer control over regeneration.
.Level 50+: Can split into separate entities that govern their own selves, but can rejoin to form a single being once more. To do this, all of the previous skills are needed to be honed impeccably, and should not attempt 'source splitting' until at least level 56.
Breaking Point: Though he has no recollection of any feelings for his parents, if he were to see their murders he would surely loose it.
HP: 7
Physical Attack: 3
Physical Defense: 2
Special Attack: 5
Special Defense: 9
Speed: 9
Agility: 2
Skill: 3
Energy Reserves/Stamina: 10
