User name: Cyrus
Have you read the rules? Yes
Character Name: Cyrus
Character Source: OC
Starting Location: Mesa Roja
Physical Tendencies:
Power: 25%
Toughness: 50%
Quickness: 10%
Skill: 15%
Personality Tendencies:
Aggression: 0%
Cunning: 0%
Diplomacy: 25%
Support: 75%
Physical Description:
Once you get over Cyrus's gleaming and sparkling purple flesh, he is rather humble of face and form. He is tall, slender-bordering-skinny, with broad and bony shoulders that lead into hanging long arms and heavy hands. He wears black clothes, simple and smart: a knit turtleneck and clean dark trousers, ending a bit too high above the ankles of leather laceless boots with a subtle heel. Even the square glasses perched on the bridge of his pointed nose are nondescript but clean in geometry. In greyscale, Cyrus would be an imperceptible background character with a tired smile pressing into his high cheeks. The reality is that he is purple and sparkly. There is no way around it: the man positively shimmers. Seemingly just beneath the surface of his lilac skin, a cloudy haze of honey and faint distant glow is in barely perceptible motion. Pinpricks of yellow, white, blue and the odd pink are thrown across his cheeks and nose and forehead like freckles. His hair is styled in a swept back fashion from his forehead, and seems to be a naturally opalescent white save for an errant lock of vibrant purple that dangles between his light and elegant eyebrows. He carries himself as though in a dream: long careful strides carry him hazily from place to place, with softly swinging hands. A sleepy look of contentment is frequently cast across his face. His voice is low and pleasant, and one might feel that they could tell the man anything secret or private without him batting an eye. Aside from, you know, the whole purple thing, he is fairly unremarkable.
Character History:
Before popping into Multerra, Cyrus was a renowned magical theorist on his world, where magic was treated as a science that could be measured and studied. Cyrus's work focused largely on the innate magical properties of stars, and he theorized that stars were massive fonts of magical energy that could be tapped into. He had been on the brink of a breakthrough for many years, and over time, he had been shedding more and more boundary between himself and his experiments. In a final act of brash curiosity, Cyrus was able to commune with a star within his galaxy through a sort of magical, telepathic conduit that he had managed to forge. Cyrus found that this star possessed a sort of intelligence, far removed from his own experience: regardless, his magical connection to this star allowed a communication to occur. More than this, Cyrus and the young star merged: the star was more powerful than Cyrus could have predicted, and this star had never experienced the pleasure of a solid form before. Delighted with each other, the two combined body, mind, and spirit, and the resulting effect hurtled the two of them through universes and timelines, until they solidified and ended up flung into the dry skies of Mesa Roja, where Cyrus’s eyes opened, and he awoke with no memory of himself or the events leading up to his fate.
Abilities/Skills:
Name: Stellar Armor
Adaptation: Immune to Pain (200), Space (300),
Protection: 5 (500)
Modifiers: Ongoing (500)
Total Cost: 1500
Description: It is difficult to cause damage to Cyrus, and he does not seem to experience pain as one might expect. It also allows him to glow visibly, and he can subtly lower or increase this glow for flavor, both consciously and unconsciously.
Master Skills:
Profession: Magical Theorist
Rituals/Arcana: 5 (250)
Research/Investigation: 4 (200)
How much Essence did you spend? 1950
How much Essence do you have left? 50
Were you referred by an existing member? Jeff..........Aaron.... Frisco... Mia... all them folks..
Have you read the rules? Yes
Character Name: Cyrus
Character Source: OC
Starting Location: Mesa Roja
Physical Tendencies:
Power: 25%
Toughness: 50%
Quickness: 10%
Skill: 15%
Personality Tendencies:
Aggression: 0%
Cunning: 0%
Diplomacy: 25%
Support: 75%
Physical Description:
Once you get over Cyrus's gleaming and sparkling purple flesh, he is rather humble of face and form. He is tall, slender-bordering-skinny, with broad and bony shoulders that lead into hanging long arms and heavy hands. He wears black clothes, simple and smart: a knit turtleneck and clean dark trousers, ending a bit too high above the ankles of leather laceless boots with a subtle heel. Even the square glasses perched on the bridge of his pointed nose are nondescript but clean in geometry. In greyscale, Cyrus would be an imperceptible background character with a tired smile pressing into his high cheeks. The reality is that he is purple and sparkly. There is no way around it: the man positively shimmers. Seemingly just beneath the surface of his lilac skin, a cloudy haze of honey and faint distant glow is in barely perceptible motion. Pinpricks of yellow, white, blue and the odd pink are thrown across his cheeks and nose and forehead like freckles. His hair is styled in a swept back fashion from his forehead, and seems to be a naturally opalescent white save for an errant lock of vibrant purple that dangles between his light and elegant eyebrows. He carries himself as though in a dream: long careful strides carry him hazily from place to place, with softly swinging hands. A sleepy look of contentment is frequently cast across his face. His voice is low and pleasant, and one might feel that they could tell the man anything secret or private without him batting an eye. Aside from, you know, the whole purple thing, he is fairly unremarkable.
Character History:
Before popping into Multerra, Cyrus was a renowned magical theorist on his world, where magic was treated as a science that could be measured and studied. Cyrus's work focused largely on the innate magical properties of stars, and he theorized that stars were massive fonts of magical energy that could be tapped into. He had been on the brink of a breakthrough for many years, and over time, he had been shedding more and more boundary between himself and his experiments. In a final act of brash curiosity, Cyrus was able to commune with a star within his galaxy through a sort of magical, telepathic conduit that he had managed to forge. Cyrus found that this star possessed a sort of intelligence, far removed from his own experience: regardless, his magical connection to this star allowed a communication to occur. More than this, Cyrus and the young star merged: the star was more powerful than Cyrus could have predicted, and this star had never experienced the pleasure of a solid form before. Delighted with each other, the two combined body, mind, and spirit, and the resulting effect hurtled the two of them through universes and timelines, until they solidified and ended up flung into the dry skies of Mesa Roja, where Cyrus’s eyes opened, and he awoke with no memory of himself or the events leading up to his fate.
Abilities/Skills:
Name: Stellar Armor
Adaptation: Immune to Pain (200), Space (300),
Protection: 5 (500)
Modifiers: Ongoing (500)
Total Cost: 1500
Description: It is difficult to cause damage to Cyrus, and he does not seem to experience pain as one might expect. It also allows him to glow visibly, and he can subtly lower or increase this glow for flavor, both consciously and unconsciously.
Master Skills:
Profession: Magical Theorist
Rituals/Arcana: 5 (250)
Research/Investigation: 4 (200)
How much Essence did you spend? 1950
How much Essence do you have left? 50
Were you referred by an existing member? Jeff..........Aaron.... Frisco... Mia... all them folks..
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