❝ To invent, you need a good imagination and a pile of junk.❞
I am Nelen Aryl Rust
But I demand that you call me Nel
I'm not that old, I am ageless
Are you blind? I'm obviously an Immortal
Here's an easy one, I'm Bicurious
You really want to know that? Fine, I was born created on June 18th
X X ❝ M o v i n gXXXo n. ❞
Do the measurements, I'm 4'2''
I don't look it, I know, but I'm 70 lbs
I suppose I have to say every last detail, my hair is White-blonde
Look closer, my eyes are red-brown
Of course you can't see them, I hide them. I have A few scars on my back and arms from invention mishaps, as well as a marking between my shoulder blades.
X X❝ I ' m Xs e l f i s hXb e c a u s eXIXc a nXb e . ❞
I want a slave with um, leather or velvet I suppose!
Painted Yellow, or Orange, or Olive, or Lime! Although I'm willing to take any combination of those with other colors mixed in!
And a few other things, like Paint Pallet, Graduate's cap, Broom too I guess...
X X❝ I fXy o uXm u s tXk n o wXm o r e. ❞
People say I tend to be Cheerful and easily excitable. I have what my sister calls "boundless enthusiasm." In general I like people, but I can be very put out to those who are mean to either me or my sister. I love investigating new and interesting things and inventing stuff as well! Trying to get me calmed down when I'm all riled up is a task all in itself. I'm not one to get angry easily, I normally leave that to my sister, but I can be pushed over the edge. My anger isn't all that exciting, although I can get violent. My sister describes me as 'bossy' or 'pushy' when I'm working on something or bartering prices, and when I am, it's hard to distract my focus towards anything else. Despite my age, I am rather childish in my mannerisms, so don't be surprised if I throw a full-blown tantrum.
You're so nosy. Fine, I will tell you that one day I woke up with no knowledge of who I was, or where I had come from. I only knew two things: that my state of being had been created by a very powerful magic, and what my name was. I wandered lost for a little while before running into the girl who would become my older sister, Cleia. We don't share the same blood as human siblings do, but we had been created by the same magic, and to us, that is close enough. Cleia and I stayed together and she taught me a lot of thing: that we were immortal, that we were created for a reason, as well as the basics I would need to get along with humans. She has yet to be able to tell me the reason for our existence for she does not know it herself, only that there is one.
Back when we were created, the world was full of magic, but as humans began to develop, and new technologies came into being, the magic began to be pushed away. It retreated into secluded places and ancient objects to lie dormant. Even our own powerful magic abilities began to fade, mine more so than my sister's. Whether that is because of the fact that she has always been more powerful than I, or because I accepted the technologies that the humans were bringing forth and began to meddle around with them where as she did not, I know not. As humans became more and more technological, they also became more and more afraid of magic. It became something we had to hide. I didn't mind all that much, I found I had a knack with their technologies and could rig things together from scrap, making new things. I became an inventor.
Although my sister and I live in the city together, I've decided that I need an assistant. My sister isn't very good at this stuff; besides, she needs some sort of companion as well.
Quit bothering me, I'll say that I like:
ღ Tinkering
ღ Sweets!
ღ Exploring
ღ Brainstorming
ღ Fish
I'll tell you that I don't like:
✘ Not being able to find what I need
✘ Salty things
✘ Forgetting what I was thinking about
✘ 'mean' people
✘ dead things
X X❝ F i n a l l y ,XW e ' r eXn e a r i n gXt h eXe n d. ❞
A few last things so you don't ask any more questions, I can As of now, I have yet to discover a way for me to die (not that I've been particularly searching), and I have the ability to reawaken sleeping magic in objects.
Yes, there is some side things, like I have a tendency to make up my own names for tools and such, so working with me will prove confusing at first.
The person that works my mind is not me, but Dark Doe Alysse
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❝Sometimes, the things They say, the laws They make, the way the world spins doesn't make any sense at all... ❞
I am Cleia Lioryi Rust
But I demand that you call me Leia
I'm not that old, I am ageless, but older then Nel
Are you blind? I'm obviously an Immortal
Here's an easy one, I'm demisexual
You really want to know that? Fine, I was born created on April 27th
X X ❝ M o v i n gXXXo n. ❞
Do the measurements, I'm 5'3''
I don't look it, I know, but I'm 100 lbs
I suppose I have to say every last detail, my hair is white
Look closer, my eyes are Black
Of course you can't see them, I hide them. I have A myriad of scars on my back, chest, arms and legs, as well as a marking between my shoulder blades
X X❝ I ' m Xs e l f i s hXb e c a u s eXIXc a nXb e . ❞
I want a slave with leather or chain
Painted anything but pink, purple, or cadet blue
And a few other things, like anything but ruby or garnet
X X❝ I fXy o uXm u s tXk n o wXm o r e. ❞
People say I tend to be Cold and distant. I don't like people and I don't care if you don't like that. I wont change my ways for anyone.My brother thinks I should lighten up more, that if I get to know more people I'll like them more, but I disagree. Besides it's not like anyone but my brother likes me anyways. My brother is my closest companion, and I don't need anyone trying to butt in on that. I have a rather quick temper, although most of the time I simply try to walk away from fights before I do something stupid. It doesn't always work though. And despite my brother's attempt to change how I react, my initial reaction will always be violence. It's all anyone but my brother has ever shown me. Because of my quick temper, I often need time alone to meditate. After meditating, I am considerably slower to anger, but if I am interrupted in the middle of it? I will ask no questions before turning on you.
You're so nosy. Fine, I will tell you that I was created by an ancient an powerful magic that surges through our planet. It gave me a name and taught me how to control the magic within myself before sending me out in the world with no knowledge of what I was to do. I was lost, I had no purpose, and unlike other creatures, I felt no drive to do anything. I ate when I was hungry and drank when I was thirsty because other creatures did, not because I myself felt that I would die if I didn't. Animals were always okay with me, they seemed so straightforward in what they did with their lives: survive, reproduce, live with each other. They had a spot in the world and they knew what it was. Humanoids were... were always different. Sure they followed the same basic urges as other animals, but they also had this need to better themselves and their situation. "Look, I've discovered fire, look I've invented the wheel." I never knew whether I was suppose to help them in their endeavors and show them new things or prevent them from moving forward. In the end I did neither. I often think it would have been better if I had done the latter however.
I had no purpose in life until I met the second immortal the magic had created: Nel. This boy was so full of.. of wonder, of life even. It was something that I felt missing within myself. His existence gave me some purpose when I had never been able to find one. I made it my purpose to take care of this little brother of mine and protect him. I taught him what I knew, including what little I knew about humans. In contrast to myself, Nel liked humans. He found them and their exploits interesting, and he quickly integrated them into his culture. He was careful at first, making sure his actions wouldn't give them new things and new advantages, but soon he saw that they were advancing on their own, and at a rate that was rather surprising to a pair of immortals. By the time either of us noticed that their advancements were causing the magic of the world to hide away (for it can never fade), neither of us were sure what to do. We had never interfered that directly before. The more the advanced however, the quicker the magic - including our own - hid itself, and the more humans became afraid of it.
Nel was lucky, he looked more like a human than I did, and he could hide his magic better. I had more magic than him, it was difficult to hide away, especially when I had never needed to do so before. Humans thought I was some sort of demon because of my wings, and it took me quite some time to learn how to hide them for an indefinite amount of time. My white hair and black eye didn't make it any better. In between when humans initially began to fear magic and when I figured out how to hide my wings for however long I wanted, I was captured several times. Each time I was captured, I was tortured, leaving me riddled with scars. I came to hate humans, and all other humanoid beings. I envied Nel, how he lived so easily with them. For the longest time I hid in the wild places, forcing Nel to come searching for me quite frequently. I had made it my purpose to protect this boy, who looked and acted so much like a child, and if that mean distancing myself from him to spare him from the humans' wrath, then I would do so, no matter how lonely it made me.
As the magic continued to hide itself, I gave myself another purpose: to find a way to bring it all back. To make humans realize that their technologies could coexist with the magic of the world. To do that however, I knew that I would have to live among them and try to understand them. To reach this goal, I approached my brother. He happily accepted me into his home. I soon realized that humans had reached a point where someone with wings was not ridiculed, so long as I was careful with how I revealed them. Despite several attempts, I still cannot be friendly with the humans whom I live among, and because of it, my brother has told me that I should come with him to find a companion of my own when he goes to get an assistant (I am useless at this technological stuff according to him). Although I do not wish to bring a humanoid into our home, I have decided to do so for the sake of this world's magic.
Quit bothering me, I'll say that I like:
ღ Silence
ღ Spicy foods
ღ Magic
ღ Logic games
ღ Books
I'll tell you that I don't like:
✘ Humans
✘ Sweets
✘ "Technological pollution"
✘ Excessive noise
✘ "Irritants" (read: "most things" )
X X❝ F i n a l l y ,XW e ' r eXn e a r i n gXt h eXe n d. ❞
A few last things so you don't ask any more questions, I can... To my awareness, death is beyond my reach, although you are welcome to try. I can hide my wings, and I have sufficient control over magic outside of simply re-awakening it.
Yes, there is some side things, like I am very attached to the garden in our home, I do not like going outside and mingling with others.
The person that works my mind is not me, but Dark Doe Alysse
