XI App #2

Jun. 18th, 2010 03:57 pm
fuckyeahmaths: (/sings Rihanna at you)
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- PLAYER INFORMATION
NAME: Eely.
AGE: 21
PRONOUN OF CHOICE: She/her
EMAIL ADDRESS: ellie[dot]savell[at]googlemail[dot]com
AIM SCREENNAME & MAIN PERSONAL LJ ACCOUNT: Got Materia & [livejournal.com profile] otilu
OTHER CHARACTERS: [livejournal.com profile] allurprincess

RESERVED? Yes!

- CHARACTER INFORMATION
NAME: Temeraire (Earth), Xiang (Celeste).
CODENAME: n/a
SERIES/SOURCE: the Temeraire series
AGE: approximately 7
GENDER: Male
OCCUPATION: Dragon, possibly languages teacher, lost prince of the planet Celeste.

BACKGROUND: Temeraire's planet of origin, Celeste, is home to an alien species that greatly resemble the dragons of Earth's various cultures. Originally, they were kept as little more than giant slaves to a smaller, more established species on another, nearby planet, and became victims of an intense breeding program when natural mutations began to occur. Over millennia, these mutations became bloodlines, and the draconic species became divided into distinct breeds, each with their own coloration and abilities. The Celestials - mutated versions of what had been the ruling class - regained control when the tensions between the species reached breaking point, and ordered a mass exodus of all dragonkind to the sister planet, utilising several distinct bloodlines along with newly discovered technology that enabled short-distance space travel, which the dragons had found an aptitude for. (The species has a knack for mathematics and physics, and is thus vastly suited to careers in astrophysics and the like. It helps that they also have a fairly high belief threshold.)

It took a century for the species to fully establish itself as a power, and they began making overtures once again to neighbouring planets - never themselves leaving, and accepting very few visitors - and it was only when the 'empress' Celestial gave birth to two eggs, rather than the expected one, that they found the need to send an ambassador to a planet quite far away, as to resolve the question of succession. Still in the egg, and with a number of broadcasts to teach the hatchling the required languages whilst as yet unaware, the younger was sent in their best space-worthy vessel, ready to hatch upon arrival in a viable atmosphere.

However, the pod encountered difficulties in the form of a cosmic disturbance - unmonitored, and thus unknown (read: as the game's plot demands) - and lost its navigation programs in an intense magnetic storm whilst passing too close to Jupiter. Instead of continuing its flight beyond that particular solar system, the pod was caught up in Earth's gravity and crash-landed into one of its oceans off the coast of France, where it was found by, gasp, a French ship. With the odd find, the ship turned about and sailed for its home port, but was caught by a ship of the British navy - the HMS Reliant - and was promptly relieved of its cargo and a good deal of its crew, as was the custom in 19th Century naval skirmishes.

He hatched a few days later, to the shock and dismay of the ship's crew, who had hoped to sell the egg as a curiosity in England for a huge price. Instead, he spoke promptly to the captain, Will Laurence, and requested food. When Laurence dazedly introduced himself and asked a name in return, the dragon allowed himself to be named 'Temeraire', after a fine French ship, and again asked for something to eat. From that point onwards he developed a distinct bond and partnership with the captain, and was thus allowed to 'keep' him once they arrived in England, with the agreement being that he and Laurence serve in a military capacity as an airborne force.

They fought as both an individual unit and as part of a regiment, and received training from several unusually knowledgeable persons as they travelled with the military across Europe, the far East and the coast of Africa. However, several years after they first met, the duo were commissioned to collect a recently-discovered artifact and bring it back to England. Such a mission was normal, but something went fairly majorly wrong when the artifact was brought near Temeraire - as he kept a few fragments of his destroyed pod as one of his trophies, and obviously alien technology despises the technology of other aliens - and it activated, revealing itself to be a previously latent time-travel device of some sort. The two were cast into the timestream, and would have been lost forever (except for the interested gaze of a Watcher or two) if it were not for the Fantastic Four, who noticed the abnormality and rescued them. Unfortunately, it wasn't possible to return to their own time, since the device had been destroyed during the incident. Instead, the FF helped them to contact the British government, from whom Laurence was owed a sizeable sum of money, and find somewhere to stay. That being, in this case, Xavier's Institute.


[NEW HISTORY STARTS HERE] Temeraire determinedly enrolled as a student the moment he realised that would give him the ability to attend classes on things he was interested in. Sharing a room with Teddy, they quickly became friends and Temeraire had no qualms at all about dragging him and his other friends to the Politics Club he and Eli Bradley formed in the first month or so of the school year. Befriending people with the happy arrogance of someone now entirely sure that people would be interested, Temeraire settled in and began to think of the Institute as his territory.

ANTICS ENSUED.

Just before the end of the winter term, Temeraire and Laurence left the school to go on a trip around the world, on the invitation of one of their contacts in the British Navy. Sending frequent letters, emails and postcards to various people in the Institute, Temeraire learned a great deal about the cultures he'd previously encountered two hundred years previous during his military service, and happily picked up the various languages he was faced with in order to enquire further whenever he felt the need, which was often.

Then tragedy struck! Incredibly vague and confusing tragedy as an unpopular writer was brought on-board and decided that Temeraire would be cooler without a captain. So Laurence fell through a crack in time and was written out of existence, just in time for that writer to be kicked off the title. The plotline that would have followed the cracks-in-time event was dropped, but Temeraire was kept without memories of Laurence. Questions about him will cause him to get upset without knowing why, but the damage has been done. Temeraire returns to the Institute older, more experienced and worldly, and distressingly alone.

PERSONALITY: His name describes him best: bold and daring, Temeraire is afraid of very little. This is mainly due to his being a large, winged reptilian alien weighing twenty-odd tonnes, with claws and a mouth full of razor-sharp teeth. With, of course, the added bonus that dragons seem to be largely warlike in nature, or more amenable to combat as a solution to nearly every problem. This comes across as a great asset in battle, but is also a liability due to his recklessness and headstrong behaviour. Should something trouble him, he will make every effort to reason it through, but after a point his instinctive reaction is to eat or defeat the source of aforementioned trouble. This way of thinking is slowly being adjusted now that he's not as ridiculously large, and is surrounded with humans able to turn into fire or manipulate the earth's crust.

He is frequently distracted or contrary when he disagrees with an instruction or direction, and reserves deliberate disobedience for things he really believes in, like death threats or theft. Aggression is met with either confusion or indignation, or one immediately preceding the other. Or dark, violent threats, depending on his mood. He is usually intensely careful and polite, and his old-fashioned manners can make him seem more unsure than he is. Considering he has made the transition first from an alien culture to nineteenth-century Europe, and then to modern-day America and its super hero subculture, he is still easily stumped by technology, although he adapts quickly and absorbs knowledge like a huge dragon-shaped sponge. He is intensely curious and loves to learn, and is thus demanding in his search for information. However, such concepts as ‘authority’ and ‘duty’ are alien to him, and will elicit probing questions as to their nature. He has no loyalty to a government other than that which Laurence possesses, and tends to ignore orders from anyone but his captain if he prefers his own options, which he usually does. He generally finds that most people with authority are less intelligent than him, corrupt, or not as interested in his causes as he'd like. Some super heroes or mutants have his deep respect - either through power or knowledge - and he will actually listen to them. These include Xavier himself, and the majority of the established hero teams. If he admires someone, he will assume a childish desire to please or impress them, as he values approval and occasionally suffers from small bouts of insecurity from being a different species than those around him.

Temeraire has a deeply possessive streak, both towards people and to objects he deems his. His friends are as much belongings as a necklace or a meal, though more greatly valued. Perhaps. He has admitted that he would prefer Laurence to a pile of gold, which is a great admission for a creature with an inherent obsession with jewels and precious metals. This creates strong bonds of loyalty with those willing to befriend him, which Temeraire will attend to studiously and possessively.

He is immature and reserved enough by today’s standards to appear prudish, and is also prone to vanity and cleanliness enough to make it a character trait.

Above all, Temeraire is incredibly intelligent. This does not manifest in cunning (usually), but what would be termed book smarts in a human. He learns quickly and well, and is already fluent in three languages (English, French, and the language of his home planet which shares traits with earth Chinese) as well as being able to speak a little of most European languages (albeit rather outdated: for example, he speaks Prussian, and some of the languages prevalent in nineteenth-century African colonies). He enjoys being read to, and thus has acquired some serious knowledge of subjects such as theoretical mathematics, philosophy and geology. So really he's like a Genius Bruiser amped up to eleven.

APPEARANCE: Temeraire has reached his full growth, and is thus a thirty-metre-long dragon with a fifty-metre wingspan, weighing roughly twenty-five tons.

Sometimes.

Other times he's the size of a weasel. Pym particles are neat like that.

During his normal school activities, he was roughly the size of a small horse. He has an uncommonly lanky build and a tail that lashes around much like a cat's, if a cat's tail was the length of its body and covered in scales. His wingspan is fairly inconvenient when fully extended, but for the most part he keeps his wings tucked neatly against his sides as not to hinder himself or those around him.

His scales are a glossy black, although his wings retain a bluish pattern along their edges. They have six spines, whereas most dragons possess only five. It is a feature of his refined bloodline (read: mutation) that his eyes match the colorations on his wings. This is apparently the draconic version of shiny fucking curls. His claws are substantial and sharp, as are his teeth. Being one of the ruling family, he has a bony ruff around his head to puff up at those he wishes to appear intimidating towards, and tendrils extending from above his mouth. These tendrils are unfortunately a sensitive area, and should not be touched unless you want him to become very affectionate very quickly. He is sleek and takes particularly good care of his appearance, including taking regular baths. His scales are hard and rough, except the finer scaling on his snout, which remains soft to the touch. He wears a gold chain around one foreclaw, which has alternating discs and large pearls along its links. He also has a large pendant of silver with a sapphire and several pearls set into it, which hangs from his neck and rests against his chest. In his smaller form, the pendant is kept in one of the locked X-Men storage rooms for safekeeping, and he wears the gold chain as a necklace.

POWERS: DRAGON. As one of the imperial family, he has the ability to produce a sonic roar that can really ruin the day of a wooden structure and heavily irritate brickwork. And make any living targets bleed out of their ears disturbingly. We're talking gushing blood and broken sobs of pain, dramatic stuff. He cannot roar if he can't open his mouth, so anything that can restrict the movement of his jaws can stop the sonic attack. Unfortunately he still has a lot of claws and some hefty weight and size on his side, so if you want to defeat him a muzzle is only step one.

He can withstand cannonfire and bullets to a degree, but nothing sustained or armour-piercing, and his risk of infection is just as high as anyone's, so wounds can't go untreated.

Temaraire's pym particle treatments have held through his time in the other dimension, and so he still has the ability to change his size.

ANYTHING ELSE?: Excelsior!

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