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 Posted: Mon May 10, 2010 8:34 pm
 [Zah-hoor Marie-ho]
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Posted: Mon May 10, 2010 8:36 pm
 Name: Zahur Mariho
Age: 12
Sex: Male
Gender: Male
Height: Taller for one his age
Hair Color: Brown
Eye Color: Dark blue with golden specs laced throughout
Skintone: Light Cinnamon
Species: Nymph
Item: Golden Scarab Charm
Style: Zahur likes looser fitting clothes, preferably in earth tones such as browns and greens. He finds tight clothing too restrictive. He doesn't pay as much attention to his clothing and cares more on comfort. Luckily all his clothes go together.
◊----Personality
Zahur is a calm one. Almost too calm. His face lacks real emotion, and that is because he seems to lack it, emotion that is. He has emotions, but cannot show them with much intensity whatsoever. He seems to have an aversion to negative emotions near and/or around him, and will remove himself from the room if he knows he can not alleviate the situation.
◊----Commonly Known Facts
Zahur likes Geography and History, and has several maps and globes which he treasures
◊----Hidden Facts
Zahur hates guns. He hates the sound of them mostly. The only time that he has ever shrieked in pure terror was when he heard one on the tv, and it took his family a long time to get him to calm down.
◊----The Good
◊--Unshakable
Zahur can keep going even in the most hopeless, frightening, or darkest of times. Having one's emotions suppressed makes it easy to ignore them.
◊--Sense of Direction
Zahur is good with maps, and it's hard for him to stay lost, even if he doesn't have a map. He tends to notice things like landmarks easily and doesn't seem to forget them,
◊--Polite
Zahur is a very polite person, always remembering his please and thank yous. He'll open a door for you and call you ma'am or sir, unless you correct him and then he'll apologize. He is not one to raise his voice in any sort
◊----The Bad
◊--Quiet
While usually a good thing, Zahur rarely speaks or makes a sound, which can come off as rather creepy paired with his blank-ish face and soft voice when he does choose to speak.
◊--Emotional Issues
Or lack thereof. His emotions are suppressed, which gets him into a lot of misunderstandings, and many tend to think he is apathetic or even cruel when he just can't express himself like everyone else.
◊--Uncreative
While he admires anyone with creativity in his own way, he himself is overall rather bland. He thinks logically, and finds it hard to think out of the box. If there is a more creative solution to a problem, Zahur will not be the one to find it, though he is more than willing to aide in the more creative solution if one is found by someone else.
◊----Hobbies
◊--Reading
Zahur enjoys reading history books by himself, but sometimes he asks his sister Adessi to read parts of her fantasy books out loud. They are more enjoyable when there is emotion behind them, and if he reads them himself they become rather boring.
◊--Exploring
Zahur likes to hike, walk, run, jog, anything really outside. He likes to wander off and see what he can see. He always finds his way back though
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Posted: Mon May 10, 2010 8:37 pm
Family
Father- Father is a good man, however he seems to be uneasy around me. I have tried asking him about it, but he never gives me a clear answer
River- River is my brother. I do not see him very often.
Adessi- Adessi is my sister. I enjoy having her as company.
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Posted: Mon May 10, 2010 8:38 pm
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Posted: Mon May 10, 2010 8:39 pm
Abilities
Desert Heat (lvl 3) Zahur now can catch a stick on fire if he holds it long enough and can cause first degree burns with a simple touch. Standing near Zahur makes people thirsty for some reason, but not enough to do real harm
Desert Sand (lvl 3) Zahur can turn parts of his body into sand to avoid physical harm. The most he can do is a full arm, and it can be done 3 times a day.
Desert Storm(lvl 3) Zahur can churn wind around him into gusts, and it always seems to add sand into the mix. Right now his storms radiate 5 feet from him, with gusts up to 20mph, with just enough sand to sting
Entomb(lvl 3) Zahur can cause earth to rise and capture a target and can chose if the chamber is fully ventilated or at a comfortable temperature. Right now he can fully entomb a small to medium sized dog in the earth fully, can give an area enough air to last two days, and make it as hot as a sauna. He can only use it once a week, and required mass amounts of concentration.
Nature Form: Zahur can turn himself into a cactus.
Elemental: Zahur's elemental form is odd. It looks like whirling sands with a molten core.
Natural Cure: Zahur can heal himself with wind, earth, or fire, but cannot heal himself as much as a Nymph with one elemental connection can.
Resistances
Heat
Wind
Weaknesses
Cold
Darkness
Light
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Posted: Mon May 10, 2010 8:40 pm
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Posted: Mon May 10, 2010 8:41 pm
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Posted: Mon May 10, 2010 8:42 pm
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Posted: Mon May 10, 2010 8:43 pm
Journal Entries Toddler requirements: 0/2
None...Interaction Log Toddler requirements: 0/5
None...
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Posted: Mon May 10, 2010 8:44 pm
and one extra just to be safe
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Posted: Wed Apr 20, 2011 10:51 pm
Child Journal-
Zahur. Live with daddy and brother. Nice.
Went to party. Got out right before bad things happened. Do not like bad things.
Daddy work late sometimes. Come home sad when do. Do not like boss person. Bad person. Do not like.
Like flash cards and calm books. Adventure to scary. Like animal figures. Not real animals. They can hurt.
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Posted: Wed Apr 20, 2011 10:56 pm
Child Journal 2-
Zahur. Meet new friend. Tobi. Nice. Likes animal figures too. Talks in head. Interesting.
Tobi...babysitter person there. Not so nice. Grumpy. Made Tobi frown. Not sure if like.
Hope see Tobi again. Looks nice when smiles. Hope sitter person isn't there to make frown. Might have to get sitter person away from Tobi if there. Will find a way to make go away.
Yes. Go away...
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Posted: Mon May 09, 2011 6:08 pm
Child Journal 3-
I have grown in age.
Also, I almost got someone killed today.
I was at the park with father and River, and I wandered off to a less crowded area because there was a lot of noise and honestly I wasn't pleased with that.
A human boy followed me and proceded to make fun of me and pull on my ears. I at first put him in an oasis to see if I could get away when he couldn't see me, but that power has grown and therefore I was in there with him.
He started screaming loudly and started freaking out so I calmed him. His eyes got wide and a big smile grew on his face, so much so that it began to trouble me and I canceled both powers and darted away.
He later found me, looking awful. He claimed where he was was perfect and he begged me to send him back. He was shaking badly, and he wouldn't leave me alone, just continuing to beg to go back to that perfect world I had apparently sent him to.
I told him to jump in a lake.
He did, but he couldn't swim. He almost drowned.
Those powers, when I combine them...they see a perfect world, and they will do anything for me to go back.
...this pleases me. I can use this.
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Posted: Sun Jul 17, 2011 11:31 am
Twisted Justice
“Tobias?” Zahur said after the boy didn't respond to a question he had placed. Deep in his chest he had this horrible sinking feeling.
“Tobias?” he queried again. Still no answer, and suddenly he heard two thud sounds, one of the phone hitting the floor, and the other...well it sounded like a BODY hitting the floor.
While Zahur's face was blank, as it usually was, his inner thoughts were going wild. A mixture of fear that Tobias had been wounded fataly and rage that such people would do such a thing caused him to hang up the phone and move quickly to the door. Tobias' house was actually within walking distance, and Eno and River were off shopping seeing as his brother grew while he was away. If he hurried, he could be there and back before they got home.
Xxx
The house was bigger then he had remembered, but then again he didn't get this close to it. He was right up at the door, already pumping out a calming aura. The calming effect moved with him now, the Oasis ability was stationary, so he had to pick out his target and make sure they stayed still, and he knew just who he was going for.
He knocked on the door, and the butler, Christopher, opened it. It seemed he was about to slam it right in his face, but quickly his expression changed from bitterness to a calm stare.
“May I help you?” he asked. The butler hadn't seen him since he was a toddler, so he looked different enough that the connection wasn't placed in the back of his mind.
“Ah yes, I like to handle all Meta caused and related injuries. I was told that an occurrence has taken place,” Zahur stated calmly. None of that was, technically, a lie either. He watched Christopher blink at him.
“Aren't you a bit young to be a doctor?” he asked. Zahur pointed to his ears.
“I do not look my age sir,” he said, and that wasn't a lie either. He was much younger then what he looked technically. This seemed to placate Christopher enough that he let Zahur step into the house and led him up to where Edgar was currently, in a study room, alone.
“Thank you,” he said to Christopher as the man opened the door. “You can go about your business for now, though your assistance may be needed later on.” Christopher nodded and shut the door.
The man was still holding his arm, in great pain. He glared at Zahur, but only for a moment before Zahur got close enough that the calming aura began washing over him. He couldn't even concentrate on the pain in his arm anymore. It was like it didn't even matter.
“Who...or what...are you?” he asked simply. Zahur shook his head.
“I'm here to deal with you and the injuries you caused,” he replied blankly.
“You mean was was caused to me, right?”
Zahur chuckled, something he hardly ever did. It was very light, with almost no emotion to it, and even with the calming effect in place, it disturbed the injured man.
“Think whatever you want,” he said as he began to draw a circle on the floor. Edgar stood up and moved to stop him, but as soon as he stepped into the circle, the whole world seemed to change.
Zahur could see it too this time, unlike last time not being in the circle. Edgar looked younger, and he was with a young woman, probably his wife. They were outside a courthouse, and both of them were beaming with joy.
“I won, I won my first case!” he whooped and hollered at the top of his lungs. The woman congratulated him and kissed him and then got this sort of embarrassed look upon her face.
“Edgar darling, I have something else to congratulate you for,” she said, sort of in a shy manner. He looked at her questioningly and she placed one of his hands on her tummy area. “You're going to be a father!”
Zahur had seen enough. He broke the circle apart, leaving Edgar standing there, bewildered and confused. He turned and looked at Zahur, an almost crazed longing in his eyes.
“W...what did you do?!” he demanded. Zahur saw that he was shaking, going through horrible withdrawal symptoms. Just what he wanted.
“I took you to a perfect place. Where everything is perfect and nothing bad ever happens,” he stated simply.
“Y...you've gotta send me back there! Please!” Edgar fell to his knees, to which Zahur walked over and helped him back on his feet.
“Oh, I will. You just need to do a few things for me first. Gather all your staff and your wife in here. If they don't come immediately, force them to come. Ask Christopher to bring some rope...” Zahur paused to think for a moment. “Do you have a gun?”
“Yes I do.”
“Bring that once you're done gathering everyone. Make sure it's loaded and ready to fire.”
“Yes, sure! Anything you want!” Edgar said with the brightest of smiles as he hurried off to do as Zahur had asked.
Xxx
Everyone came rather quickly, though Edgar practically shoved Myrtle into the room. Christopher had the rope and gave it to Zahur when he asked. When he asked them to get on their knees and put their hands behind their backs, they did thanks to the calming effect that now seemed to just permeate every inch of the room. Zahur waited to Edgar to return, then told him to tie them up, which of course they did. Zahur then had him pick up the gun.
“I am going to leave this room.” he started. “This is what you are to do when I exit. You are to shoot every person on the floor in the head. Once they are all dead, you are to write something down on a piece of paper, and leave it on the desk, and then place the barrel of the gun to your head, and pull the trigger.”
“Won't that kill me?” Edgar asked.
“It will send you to where you deserve,” Zahur replied. In his withdrawn state, it made sense to Edgar. He nodded.
“What am I supposed to write?”
Zahur motioned for the man to come closer, and he whispered the message in his ear. “Now before I go, I want the key to Tobias' guest house.”
Edgar riffled through Myrtle's pocket and shoved it at him. “Very good.” he said, and left the room.
With the calming effect out of the room, the tied up members realized what Edgar was about to do. They began to beg and scream. Zahur stood on the other side of the door and listened. One shot rang out. More screaming, but there was one less. The shots kept firing in a steady beat until the wife, in which he paused as she begged him over and over again, but after a few moments, the gun fired again, leaving silence. Zahur listened intently as he heard a pen to paper, and then the final shot.
Zahur walked away, proud of himself.
Xxx
At the door, Zahur met with the actual doctor. Zahur led him to the guest house and unlocked the door before running off. The man had been extra calmed that by the time he had snapped out of it, he couldn't remember why he was here or who brought him there, but he went inside and cared for Tobias' wounds and placed him in bed before going into the house and finding the awful mess in the study. He heaved a bit, but had to see if anyone was alive. As he dialed 911 on his cellphone, he caught sight of the note on the desk.
'I am a horrible human being. I deserve the punishment I have placed upon myself'
xxx
Zahur was tired. Using his powers for such an extended amount of time had made him weary. He grabbed his favorite math book and hopped up on the couch, feeling the need to read for a little bit. When his family got home, they would find him asleep with the book held close to him, and a small smile across his face.
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Posted: Sun Jul 17, 2011 12:07 pm
Child Journal 4-
Tobias' parents are dead.
He hasn't even called me to tell me that yet, but I know everyone in that house is dead, because I was there when it happened.
He killed them with his own hands. He killed himself by pulling the trigger himself.
I know it was a gun. I know it was the father that did it.
Because I was there.
It went perfectly. All according to plan. He did what he was told, and got his just rewards.
It's like I've become a prophet of justice. I shall punish all who do wrong without remorse. I shall rid every bad person in this world.
There are good people who do bad things, mistakes happen. They shall be spared, but those who harm without any feeling of sadness shalll be brought down.
This is my quest.
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