[b][u]The Essentials[/u][/b] [b]Name:[/b]Astrophyllite [b]Origin:[/b] Born from another homeworld colony, but quickly moved to Homeworld moments after creation [b]Age:[/b] 200 [b]Alliance + Position:[/b] Homeworld, out loyalty and fear [b]Weapon + Powers:[/b] [url=http://cdn1.bigcommerce.com/server4100/dd172/products/2790/images/10858/Zombie_BIOHAZARD_Throwing_Axe_Tactical_Hunting_Hatchet_Survival_Knife__56842.1403132358.1000.675.jpg?c=2]Throwing axe[/url] Electromagnetic field generation. The fields she can create are tiny and seemingly useless, especially when considering that they can only be generated around her body, but Astrophyllite has found a great use for them. She uses them for mobility, and combat, often generating a field in the place where an enemy will strike and lock the tool of the enemy there so they can't move or use it. Warning: do not use around radios, they have a tendency to block certain waves. [b]Emotional Strength:[/b] Curiostiy, all of the unknowns and variables in the universe and what she doesn't know about the things she knows about. [b]Emotional Weakness:[/b] Regret. whether it was something she did do or didn't do, regret will always seep into her thoughts. [b]Fatal Flaw:[/b] Fear. She fears for her life at all times, worried that the softness of her gem will not hold up to even the base conditions of a planet. [b]Saving Grace:[/b] Wonder. She reassures herself that she will be able to find new ways to protect her gem, and new ways to use her abilities so that she can one day explore the uncharted edges of the universe and find as many secrets and treasures as she can. [b]Appearance:[/b] [img]https://41.media.tumblr.com/969dc8c237d378dae592fc3d93e39053/tumblr_nl637ismC11qj5f21o1_500.png[/img] Astrophyllite stands at about five feet, five inches (five four without her large boots improving her height), and carries herself upright with a thin and lithe form. Though her left eye is almost always covered, she does have heterchromia, her brown left eye matching with the patch of brown hair on the right side of her head. [b]Personality OR RP example:[/b] Astrophyllite, or simply Astro, as she called herself in privacy, had only ever broken the rules at one point in her two-hundred year life. It had happened one hundred and fifty six years ago, and she had taken a recorder and an unused log tablet for her own personal use. It had never garnered attention, but to this day, she always feared that someone was going to walk into her chambers and find the stolen equipment. [color=598527]"Log. Erm, let's see now..."[/color] She muttered to herself, the recorder active as she spoke into the microphone end. [color=598527]"Sol two hundred, exact. Two hundred years after my creation."[/color] It wasn't really of any importance to her. The others didn't seem to celebrate annually, especially with pesky things like relativity, and she was created on a planet that followed a different cycle than homeworld, so there was that too. [color=598527]"The planet of my creation is still intact, barely. All of the natives had long since evacuated by now."[/color] A faint knocking could be heard from the recording, but the knock was much louder in person. [color=aba000]"Five Three Zero Nine, we have ten minutes to report. I expect to see you at the briefing platform in five, gemling."[/color] [color=598527] "O-of course!"[/color] Astro nodded, though the figure could obviously not see through walls. [color=598527]"I will be there momentarily."[/color] Without another sound from the other Astrophyllite, Astro sighed and put the log away, leaving just the recorder out. [color=598527]"I know I've stated it before, but it seems like Astrophyllite Seven Two Seven Three, or Prima, as she likes being called, has set up a rank for our little group. Maybe it makes a little more sense since we don't often fuse with one another like Rubies or others do, so there is no collaborative mindset, but I just wish that she stopped treating me like the lowest link in the chain."[/color] A soft breath escaped her lips, her hand reaching to the button on the recorder. [color=598527]"Log over."[/color] [b]History:[/b] Astrophyllite was born with a softer gem than most of her kind, which, when paired with the others, was always spoken about, resulting in her fearing that one day it will break because of something simple and insignificant. She always followed her orders to the letter, more of fear from her diamond than actual respect, but did so nonetheless. One day, she was moved from her team to another team, still a young gemling (as the other Astrophyllites likes calling her), and she asked no questions about the movement. [u][b]The Extra [/b][/u] [hider=...] [b] Dance Style: Tap/swing Fighting Style: Hapkido Likes: Creating melodies (doesn't really know what actual music is yet), looking at the stars, pondering about the universe, striding with her mag-fields Dislikes: when the others find metals and stick it to her gem (extra annoying since they find convoluted ways to do it so they don't get stuck), her weak gem Talents: Great kicker, loves foot based fighting styles. Has actually cooked twice for the natives of her home-planet before she was moved to homeworld Hobbies: looking into space, reading the single book that the natives left her, making daily logs, striding around during missions. Fears: Her gem breaking, failing the diamonds Crushes:none yet Theme Song: haven't thought yet Other:[/b] [/hider]