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Vashear

PostPosted: Fri Dec 21, 2018 11:33 am



Nathaniel Hall

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Nickname/Occupation/Title
Nate, mechanic
Species
Human
Gender
Male
Age
29
Height
5'8"
Weight
140 pounds
Body build
Athletic
Eye colour
Hazle
Hair colour
Light Brown
Markings/Tatoos
None

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Weapon of choice
A beam sword, a magic pistol, and a pouch full of strange viles.
Physical Abilities
Keen eyes, and heightened sense of awareness.
Magical Abilities
None to note as of now
Other Abilities/Talents
Excessive knowledge of "fringe" science
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Personality
Cold and distant to those he don't know, strange yet logical once people get to know him.
Bio.
Nate grew up in the slums, his mother was a cheep "escort" and his father was always out doing less then savery work while he was home he was always drunk, and sleeping on a good day. Nate was abused almost regularly with beatings and grew emotionally detached from the world. Having only have gone to a school to learn the basics of reading and writing he taught himself the rest and did a very good job at it. One day he had found a cargo crate that was full of old books and mostly covered in rubble, he spent a good deal of time there, just reading, it turned out that the crate was full of military records and notes from Shinras labs. He grew rather fond of some of the books about meteria, magics, programming and the engenearing ones as well. he cleared out all the unwanted files from it and used it as if it was a place to get away from home when things got to bad. after reading the books for a few years he wanted to test some of the things he read in there over the years, and most of it worked, the schematics for simple devices worked just fine and he experimented and found ways to build other devices of his own design. after turning 17 he left home found a warn down old house and calmed it as his own. He turned that small house into his own lab, set up traps to capture rats, cats and other small animals that would wonder in and used them in his experiments or even food when he got to lazy to go out and get something for himself. Most of the books from that cargo crate he had placed in a room of his new found home, scavenged tools, and raw meteral for his experiments from all the junk around, or the more rare times of steeling them from trucks and train yards. by 20 his lab felt complete, a generator to power the house, several books he wrote himself to keep track of his experiments, and even his own mako chamber in the basement that he built based off a plan he had found and modified it to work with what he had. by the age of 21 he had found ways to make use of meteria as a super condensed power source, and even how to alter the effects one can have, but it was still a work in progress, by the time he turned 23 he started sleeping with small shock pads all over his body to give himself controlled shocks to stimulate muscle growth without having to do anything to do any real work. he found that meteria can be activated by using a strong electric burst into it's core, and even found a way to make meteria activate it's self at the press of a button and how to alter meteria's inner magic to make spells unlike any other seen before. due to this he found ways to mix magic and technology which he called "fringe" science which he dedicated most of his life to. when he turned 25 he found ways to use his mako chamber to condense the size of meteria and even blend several together but still use each one seperatly, even qualify them. Almost every experiment he had done through the books he found as a kid, and thery worked out, and now he has his eyes set on use of meteria on and in living creatures. another year went by in what felt like a flash to him, not one of his bio magical creations had worked, the subjects always died in extreme pain except for those on monsters, but those turned out to be beyond his ability to control on his own so he had to put them all down. he was determined to find a way to get beyond that limit, and was tempted to join shinra, though he didn't want to be bound by things like deadlines, and being told what to do, Instead he focused on improving his older inventions. Having turned 27 his use of bio magic hasn't born any seeds, but his lab seemed to look more professional, he even spent enough time to make a small computer the same size as a cellphone, operated through headphones that could pick up and send information straight to his mind, as though the computer was an extension of his own body. he made a hand gun and coated it in gold, it functioned like a normal gun from the outside, but it was operated by one of his combined and condensed meteria to fire out bolts of pure magic. a long side it he found a way to make a pen project a spell from meteria magnify it several times over and project it into a 3 foot long beam. and a pare of goggles that mixed meteria in for a power source, and lenses that allowed him to see the flow of magic. linking the pen, gun and goggles together through a thin wire that ran down the sleeves of his jacket he's able to control the spells each used through the goggles tracking his eyes movement. Having turned 28 he had spent most of his life in the lab, bio magic still avoided his grasp, and social skills... were lacking to say the least, though he did seem to speek to a voice in his head from time to time. One day he found himself in midgar, and sold off some of the files he had from shinra, and made a sizable amount of gill even more so if he looked for a higher payer, but he wasn't that well versed in the way people acted around each other besides the memories of the daily beatings from his father that still haunt his mind. He spent a good bit on fitted clothes mostly tuxedos thinking they looked rather nice and felt rather nice as well, though it was strange he got his fashion sense from his farther, and the turks. He found that most of his gag-its fit very will inside the coat, and couldn't be seen from the outside. he desided it was time for himself to set off into the world so he spent a day gathering up some of his inventions and meteria into a suitcase, dismantling his left behind inventions and finaly burning down the house. Eventually he found his way out of midgar and into Rocket Town where things were normaly calm. Over the few months he lived there he rebuilt a smaller version of his old lab, he found work as a simple mechanic and never working on things that were more complicated, though all his work was done flawlessly he didn't want to spend more time doing things besides research if he could help it.

Hobbies
Working on "fringe" science
watching wild animals and monsters

Likes
+When experiments go off without a flaw
+observing how living things interact with the world around them
+the voices in his head
+properly cooked meals

Dislikes
-failure in his lab
-when people bring up his past
-his own cooking, it's normally over cooked
-being told what to do
PostPosted: Thu Dec 10, 2020 7:08 pm



Vashear Nox

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Age
Appears to be 29, but is well over 600
Weapons of choice
A katana that he never pulls from the sheath, for it has a very evil aura and possesses the welder
Strips of cloth wrapped around his arms and hair, that he awakens in different ways
A whip hidden under his shirt like a belt.
The claws on his gauntlet

Powers/abilities
With enough focus he can bring things to life and they follow a command he gives them, less focus something like a rope to grab things is it, with a lot more focus he can even bring the dead to life as a shell of what they once wore bound to him and his orders.
Life sense, allows him to see living things around him, the more focused he is the longer the range of it.
Prefect hearing and color recognition, allowing him to see and hear the simple and sudle differences in things around him.
Unageing and immunity to poison, he don't need to eat or drink due to this but it dose alter his focus, even drugs and booze has no effect on him, even still he likes the taste of it.
The more focused he is the more attention he draws to himself by letting off a biochromatic aura around himself making colors within it stand out more towards there true shade, and when he is as focused as he can be the color white turns into a chromatic rainbow, like oil on the water with the sun reflecting off of it.



Personality
Distant, and not very understanding of how others mind works so he tends to act without thinking of others
Bio.
Vashear grew up in a loving household from another world, he was a deviant, pulling pranks on people all the time. Through his mid to late teens he ran with the bad crowd, stealing hurting people, even murder, it didn't seem to bother him at all, having killed over 60 people, and brutaly robbing several others he joined a band of pirates. He loved his life on the sea, the air felt amazing, the salty smell in the air.... and the occasional raiding of ships and off shore towns for goods and supplies, he developed a love for rum, whisky fine wines, it didn't matter if he got drunk from it then he loved it. one day he became the first mate of the ship he was on, at only 22.

He murdered thousands, some just for entertainment, others out of boredom. One day they stopped at one of there regular ports and heard about a ship that was meant to be coming in after exploring an unknown part of the sea any day now, they set out to meet the ship in the open waters. they met it with no resistance, boarded them and the crew was completely drained of color, they were grey through and through, just moving along doing there normal tasks, Vashear stopped one of them and found that they weren't even alive, making even him feel uneasy, they had no pulse, no warmth, not even the gleam in there eyes that most people had. After forcing them all from the ship they found the map of where they went, loads of strange metals that no one has seen before at plenty of gold. Vashear saw a scroll in the mix, and for him and him alone a strange text projected it's self off the page telling of a world beyond all understanding. He convinced the captain to sell off the goods, and take a trip to this land of wonder.

Once they docked on this land of wonder they found riches beyond all there dreams, metals that were never before seen, it was not realistic to Vashear. He took a swig of a bottle of wine and started off to explore this land, and passed out drunk. by the time he finally woke up the ship was gone as was the crew, cradling his head he stumbled off and fell into a pit, it was like he fell into a pyramid shaped room, light came in from the hole that he fell in, and the walls were too much for someone to climb up, in the room there was wrighting scrolled along the walls, a katana that was made of a strange metal, and a long strip of cloth well over 100 yards long. Vash tried to climb the walls but there was no way to get a grip on it. He struggled to tie the sword to the end of the cloth and toss it through the hole above so he could climb up it, but it was much higher then he could make.

Vashear tried time and time again unable to make it out of the hole. "This kind of death suits me" he laughed remembering all the people he left in a little boat in the middle of the sea, and people he kicked down wells. He then began to read the walls.... or try to for they were written with marking he didn't understand, they started to glow and project themselves out but he wasn't able to understand them. As time went on he lost count of the days, no food, no water, feeling like he was guna die at any time, but oddly enough he was fine, the pains were there but it didn't kill him like he thought it would, over a month had passed and he knew something was wrong. So he sat there and began to meditate with the sword in his lap and the cloth wrapped around his waist. A few years passed, and the wrighting on the walls became something he could understand, this prison cell of his was actualy a room where a god once died and there powers were sealed, being the only living thing around the powers forced themselves into his body, effectively making him immortal.... or so the text said. finding this hard to beleave it would explain how he could finally read the text, the colors were slightly different and he didn't notice this at first, but now it stood out like a spot of blood on a white cloth each shade of the text shown him another word, after reading it all a few times he tried to test it out.

He cleared his mind.... focused..... harder, and harder, he placed his hand on the sword and ready to die he spoke loud and clearly "Destroy Evil" a biochromatic breath left his body wrapped around his arm and covered the blade, and disappeared. Then he could hear a wicked laughter in his head, the sword came to life.... and it had been given a single order "destroy evil" but it's thought on what "Evil" is was very twisted, it's creator was the worst of all, but seemed to be it's only means to follow that order with how it understood it. Thinking he has grown delirious from his time in this place he tried to ignore the sword's voice.

A few more years have passed and still stuck in there he thought about changing his ways, and the sword encouraged this idea. For the first time he drew the blade from the sheath, he could feel it drawing his power out, the blade grew in size as a strange black biomass covered the back, the blade hungered for blood, Vashear could feel the blade taking over forcing him to swing it firing off a shockwave that ripped a hole into the wall. It took everything he had to get control of his body back, and force the blade back into it's sheath. finally able to leave his cell Vashear took a look for the night sky trying to figure out where he was based off the stars...... they weren't what he remembered at all, no consolation was what he remembered, how much time has passed he didn't know, he was well over 200 years old at this point. he found some of the strange metal that the sword was made from in some of the runes and carried it with him.

After another 100 years he learned how to use most of his powers, though the sword kept nipping at his mind. he now kept the blade wrapped in the cloth and cut it in several places, so he had a large amount to use for other things, keeping some around both his arms and the rest holding his hair back. Seeing no sine of people coming he gave up on waiting for people to come here, he chose to build a small boat thinking he'd rather take his chances at sea then be stranded here alone. not having the proper tools he was only able to make a little boat held together with scraps of metal and a little sail. he spent a year on the water suffering through storms and everything else the sea could toss at them.

Finaly crashing into the shore some nice people helped care for him till they thought he was in good enough health to leave, he got into a big city and used his powers in a fight to brake up 2 people, garbing the strands of cloth on his arms he gave it an order bringing them to life "act as my hands and grab that which i can not" and 5 strips of cloth extended from his arms mimicking his fingers and forced the men apart until the guard came around to deal with them. they convinced him to join the army, where he worked his way up while only taking the lifes of animals, monsters and leaders of squads with his own hands, he refused to draw the blade at his side that keeps begging him to kill people for there evil, instead he tosses his sword to those who would stand against him, allowing them to draw it, they would get one swing out before they died as the blade took the wielders life force to fuel it.

20 or so years in the army he made it to the rank of a general, had lots of land to his name, and roomers about him spread like wild fire, "he's a demon" "Look at him he was seen leaving the castle trying to blackmail his way to power" "he's as old as the king was, but he hasn't changed a bit since he got here" the people weren't wrong, infact he found out how well known he was in his early life a renown pirates. Vashear cared not thinking he finally made up for all the pointless killing he did before. Though he did miss the effects of booze had on his body. he had a blacksmith craft the metal he found some time ago into a gaunlet with retractable claws so he would have a shield if he needed and claws so he didn't need to draw his blade.

one day he was out in the city and had seen a young rabbit girl take from a vender, instead of scolding her he bought out the venders stock of food, and took it to the local church the next day and asked if they would help cook to feed the homeless. Looking at everyone who came in he started to offer jobs as low ranking military members but most refused, they didn't want to work and was homeless by choice, then the young girl he saw steal from the vender came in, apparently she had a bounty on her head, she was a well known pick pocket and thief, he approached her and asked if she wanted to refine her skills, and do something useful with her life, and shocked the girl accepted. She became his first and only squire. He taught her for some time and found that she aged much like he did, almost not at all, and that she too had been to a distant land and acquired powers from a large bird lady. They both been to the same land, but she clearly had a better experience, and was gifted her powers of wind.

After some time he became attached to the girl seeing as she was capable of doing so much in such a short time. He brought her into his tent one day "Your one of the best in this army you'll rise through the ranks in no time. Let me..." he placed a hand on her head "adjust the light" and his biochromatic breath came from his mouth down his arm and enveloped the girl. Not realizing what he did he shared his power with the girl, but in a strange way, she could not only controlee the wind, but adjust light as well, this girl was now blessed by 2 gods.

another 20 years passed, he was the head of the army of the country, and the girl was one of his guards. they decided to split ways and explore the world some more, Vashear bought a ship, hired a crew and explored the seas fading into obscurity. Vash started charting a map of the unknown sea as a new dream to see the world.


Likes
+ Sailing on his ship
+Exploring the Unknown
+The taste of exotic food and drink
+New experiences

Dislikes
-Idle time
-Dark places
-Taking life without need
-Being told how to live

Vashear

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