[center][IMG]http://i66.tinypic.com/21o993a.jpg[/IMG] [url=http://andrewleon.deviantart.com/]Credit for image[/url] [color=0FDAE3][b][S’veni[/b][/color][b][color=8A2BE2]a “Th[/color][/b][color=0FDAE3][b]e Truth” Skor] [30] | [F] | [5’[/b][/color][color=8A2BE2][b]11”] | [AB[/b][/color][color=0FDAE3][b] negative][/b][/color][/center] [color=0FDAE3][h3][i]General Information[/i][/h3][/color] [b]NAME:[/b] S’venia Skor [b]ALIASES // TITLES:[/b] Svei The Truth The Purple Streak [b]SEX:[/b] F [b]AGE:[/b] 30 [b]APPEARANCE:[/b] S'venia stands at a height of five foot, eleven inches tall with a lithe feminine frame. She keeps her hair cut to a medium length bob that is both stylish and functional; with the occasional ponytail when needed. While she is a brunette by nature, she has dyed her hair blue with a single purple streak for the past five years, earning herself the nickname the purple streak in the process. Her natural eye color is a hazel color that often changes to a shade of green. Her left eye sports an eye-spy contact lens that serves as her camera that, while not normally visible, can be seen when recording as an orange ring appears over her eyes. The set of three hexagonal tattoo's to the left of the eye are a set of control panels that are required to be used with the contact camera; a regulation that for once S’venia wishes was dropped. While she is never once to be overly fancy, instead she tends to stick with the tried and tested look of black boots over-top simple jeans underneath a simple t-shirt. She does tend to vary this simple look with any number of jackets; the color and style depend on the day. She tends to focus on very colorful and over-top style that is all too in fashion right now or very basic leather for her jackets, with very few that fall in the middle. [b]OCCUPATION:[/b] (What did you do before the campaign? Or what do you still do? This can be held prior to the campaign or ongoing.) [hider=News Station 117 *The Reclaimed* network]Prior to the campaign S’venia was an employee at News Channel 117, The Reclaimed Network, as a beat reporter (with a focus on crime) and had been employed there for the better part of seven years; starting out just after finishing school. Her job consisted of meeting contacts to gather information, collaborate it with other sources, write an article that used the information and finally send the article to her editor for publication; occasionally she would need to argue for it's release. She quickly gained the confidence of her editor and the confidence of the station as a whole and they green-lit her request to move from her old boring beat and into crime and politics. Her articles were hard hitting, brutally honest, and factual when it came to crime. When it came it politics, she was more reserved; only writing articles when it pertained to a candidate she liked. Eventually this brought her into contact with a councilman running for mayor who said all the right things. When she started working with Dexter Campbell, she began spending less and less time working at the network. She burned through all her accrued vacation time before ultimately stepping down when she was offered the communication directors position. The one thing she has taken with her after she left is a hard-working attitude. She does make appearances on the network when needed to talk about Campbell’s platform.[/hider] [hider=The Truth]Concurrently with the campaign, she still acts as the voice of The Truth for the virtual reality news blog South City Blues; which she is one of the founders. S’venia, along with a few of her classmates started the project nine years ago as a small-time operation that has steadily grown in popularity and scope. They have kept themselves off the grid, and the radar of their targets, partly by using old tech such as USB data sticks, and clever transportation of information; nothing hits the Labyrinth until it’s published for the masses. The group takes great care to keep their identity's secret, utilizing state of the art voice encryption and modulation to prevent the mega-corporations present in America from matching them on their equally good matching software. South City Blues does have a physical home, lodged in the slums a few blocks down away from Swathe street. South City Blues is physically located underneath a virtual reality arcade and bar named “The Bar”; the owners were a particular group of former radicals who have grown a little too old to fight the good fight. On the Labyrinth, the South City Blues takes shape in a grid that authorities rarely patrol. The station forms itself in the shape of a simple newsstands from the old world with a loudspeaker attached at the top. As people stroll by, they are free to grab an article or listen to one of the many speakers. While they are still a small time operation, it doesn't change the fact that when rumors of a message from “The Truth” hit the webs their small little corner on the web gets crowded fast. As her fans say, "The Truth" will set you free. As “The Truth”, S’venia wages a war against any and every form of corruption. Her voice shouts at the lack of accountability among the corporations and politicians whose only goal has been to rape and pillage the land more than it can sustain. Her voice rages against the unjust Enforcers and their brutal methods. Her voice soothes and calms the worried masses, and promises a better day is coming; if they’d just fight for it.[/hider] [b]CAMPAIGN TEAM POSITION:[/b] (Your position under Campbell. What do you do? See first post for various ideas.) S'venia acts as an informal communication director for Campbell's team and is formally hired on as a media relations manager. Her day starts at nine in the morning at Campbell's office, where she finds herself secluded and available for any and all calls. Her primary function is to handle requests for press releases for Dexter Campbell; often writing up a response and then bringing it to Dexter for approval. Another facet of her job is improving the public image of Dexter in a variety of ways; to this point they have done some work in the slums, volunteered in the shelters, and worked alongside the hardworking citizens of the Reclaimed. By far the hardest, and most consistent, part of her job is assessing in real time the public's view of Dexter after smear ads are run and planning a counter attack to combat the negative messages. She also handles the social media accounts of Dexter Campbell's campaign, where she releases carefully crafted statements to the residents of the Reclaimed district. [color=0FDAE3][h3][i]Psychological Profile[/i][/h3][/color] [center][b][color=0FDAE3]Resourceful | Confident | Restrained | Impartial | Arrogant | Impetuous[/color][/b][/center] [b]PERSONAL GOAL:[/b] (Why are you still around? What are you trying to achieve?) S’venia has lived and worked in The Reclaim district for the past eight years and has seen all the horrors that had been wrought upon the poor and the broken. Drugs, violence, and unrest perpetuated the soul of this district as it adopts the personification of the evil that is South City. S’venia wants to be a part of the turnaround. She sees the potential here. From the quaint and criminally unknown coffee shop Black Sun coffee, tucked down an alley in-between two of the clubs on Swathe street, to the constant sense of hope that exudes from the average citizen when they discuss the future under Campbell. While the gangs, and corporations for that matter, don’t want to see the district rise to its potential, S’venia does. The Truth’s goal is to bring accountability back to politics and corporations. The world of old was driven by transparency and accountability, and we the people had the power. "The Truth” see’s the politicians drive home the point that we the people have become complacent in our actions. They strip our protections, deny us our rights, and bend over backwards to take the full thrust of the corporate lobbyist machine. The Truth knows that she can’t move too fast, to do so would invite a vast migration of work and jobs away from South City. Instead, “The Truth” hopes to start a grassroots movement to slowly give the power back to the people; and when they have it, then she will unleash her full fury in getting them to exercise it. [b]CAMPAIGN GOAL:[/b] (Why did you link up with Campbell? What are you trying to do for his platform?) S’venia joined the Campbell campaign in its infancy. While she knew of the council member and his general platform before he ran for the mayor’s seat, she did not know much else. In order to get more information for the article she was writting, she requested an interview to which Dexter quickly accepted. When she sat down with Campbell, she listened as he outlined his vision for the district; and S’venia saw how his movement had vertical possibilities. Though through her optics, she could sense the man did not have a chance against the machine that is the mayoral election process. He was up against a lot of dark money set to keep the current status quo in the district. His flaws were quickly evident, even in the short time they interviewed together. He had no idea how to put together a statement to the media that outlined his vision without leaving him open for rebuttal, often played his cards too open and easy to see, and it felt like he was out-of-touch with how the media works. She sensed that he needed help. So, on a whim, a few weeks after the interview, she asked to join on and help guide the councilman to become more natural in-front of the media, but quickly rose up the ranks with her natural skill and journalistic intuition. Her goal in this campaign is to get an honest and hardworking man elected to a position of power; no matter how small. She wants to use the momentum gained from a potential victory and frame it to allow for upward mobility for Campbell to ascend the political ladder. She also wants her name to become more recognized. S'venia has political ambition of her own, and hopes to use Campbell to springboard herself into the political arena. The better Campbell does now, the better she’ll look in the future. She has a lot of ideas that are subtle enough that the major corporations would easily overlook while powerful enough to curb the rising gang issues as a start. While she knows there will never be a way for the corruption and the violence to end without some drastic change, she at least wants to get her foot in the door so she can begin fighting. At the same time, she wants to start utilizing “The Truth” to help in that regard. A successful mayoral election is just the first of many baby step in the long road ahead for S'venia. [b]PERSONAL PHILOSOPHY:[/b] (Who are you really? What morally defines you? What drives you?) S’venia’s philosophy is a simple one, if you can help you should. When she is not working with the campaign, or on social media promoting, she will often find herself volunteering at various shelters, usually behind the counter with the food, or donating what she can to the pantries. While she is not from The Reclaim, her family instead hails from the Middle District, she feels the plight and struggle of this district just as much as anyone else. To S’venia, there is no clear black and white morality scale where you are good or bad. Instead, S’venia believes that there is always a lot of grey when it comes to viewing a person. She will look down on a thief less if he stole for survival, and will look down more harshly on people who do bad things because it is either the norm for them or because they get some form of enjoyment out of it. While a crime is still a crime in her books, a criminal is not always defined by it. Yet she isn’t without some darker traits. Because of her morality scale, the ends can justify the means to her. She is willing to cross lines in the pursuit of the greater good if it means that a better day may soon come to pass. She's not afraid to toss someone else under the buss if it means protecting herself because she is "The Truth", and her message needs to be delivered. Because the end justify the means, "The Truth" is free to unleash her true voice on the masses. [b]POLITICAL PHILOSOPHY:[/b] (What are your views on the world? While a partisan identity would be nice to include, feel free to define yourself outside of the five parties. This is important as Campbell will eventually have to choose a party to represent.) The government needs to get the dark money out of the system. S’venia is not very out-spoken when it comes to her own political philosophy, instead she has simply adopted the platform of Dexter and instead used her voice as “The Truth” to spread her message. In truth, she sees the core issue with the mega-cities is in the lack of accountability among both the politicians and the executives of the big companies. She knows that those who are critical in their words against either of the two don’t last as long as she would like, and has thus adopted the policy of keep quiet, never leave her thoughts in print, and keep saying the things that Dexter would say. She is very much against the status quo and would be very much in favor of blowing the whole system up and replace it with one that better serves the interests of the people, and not the corporations. To get to that end will require a lot of time, and a lot of patience. When it comes to Campbell, S'venia wants to help shape his vision and bring him into The Pirate Party. S'venia herself is not a registered member, but is very much in favor of the Pirate Party. As "The Truth", she frequently calls for more people to vote Pirate in upcoming elections to hopefully get some more steam behind the group. She is still weary of throwing her full weight behind the party, as once in power things tend to stay the same; complacency at the top happens when they reach the corruption, after all. S'venia plans to wait and see how they handle power if and when they get it. [b]SECRETS:[/b] (What are you hiding? What would it cost you if someone found out what’s behind the veil?) For starters, her contacts. A lot of her contacts in the underbelly of society when she was a journalist are not the type of people that S’venia ever wishes to associate with. She knows many of the more unsavory types were murderers, rapists, and drug pushers that have created the mess that she hopes Dexter can now clean. Additionally, she fears that somehow the corporations or politicians identify her as The Truth. She has read of all the suicides with a single gunshot to the back of the head from those who get too vocal too fast; and The Truth has been very vocal. While she talks about fighting alongside the poor, her family lived more or less a life of comfort. While she had sleep for dinner a few nights growing up, she never had to face the situations even the "middle-class" residents of this district have had to. [b]FEARS:[/b] (What keeps you up at night? What makes you freeze up in the moment? What do you avoid at all costs?) S’venia toes the line between confidence and arrogance, and she worries that one day she will cross it at the wrong time. She worries that some of her words will be taken the wrong way by the people in positions of power, and that they see it fit to come after her both physically and financially. She is also afraid of being discovered as “The Truth”. Hard knocks on her apartments door always warrant a pistol in hand approach, hooded figures on the street are always suspected, and any and all calls from unknown numbers force her to take a deep breath, close her eyes, and answer. While there are many protections in place from South City Blues, make enough noise and they will find you all the same. She is also afraid of the enforcers and their methods, more so than most. Growing up in a more approachable district meant that the enforcers were generally more well liked; even though they were feared still. Here, they seem to have murderous intent in every action they take. The Nekrolytes are a constant, but rational fear that inhabits the mind of S’venia. When she was a kid, she accidentally opened a video on the web that showed the creatures in a full-on rage. While it only scarred the mind slightly, S’venia can’t help but tense up anytime their name is brought up; even in casual conversations. S’venia is also keenly afraid of being consumed by the filth of The Reclaim district that she is trying to clean. When you back an animal into a cage, it tends to fight back. As such, S’venia has recently been looking over her shoulders, spending more time at the firing range, and carrying her pistol on her where ever she can. Above all else, S’venia is afraid she will succumb to the darkness that inhabits this place and become at home in the filth. [b]REPUTATION:[/b] (How does the world view you? What are you known for? How do your people act around you?) S’venia is a well-regarded journalist for her age and is seen that she is making a logical move into the political theater. As a journalist, many had come to like the hard-hitting articles that covered a variety of topics that S’venia had brought to the area. While she may have had a blunder or two over the initial few months on the campaign staff as she grew into the roles given to her, she has emerged as competent enough. That hasn’t changed the rhetoric coming from the opposing campaigns. As a communication director, she has ruffled some feathers in the way she schedules interviews. [b]LIKES:[/b] (Feel free to list a few.) -Classic films- When she has the time, S’venia likes to watch the classic films from before the climate went to hell. Some of her favorite classic films include A Loud Pace, sequel to a close second favorite A Quite Place, The Death of Mrs. Adler, and Blade Runner – 2055. While some chastise her preference of the older movies, she maintains they have a charm unmatched by the heavily edited movies of today. -Nicknames- S'venia likes giving her friends nicknames and having nicknames given back. Usually they are well meaning yet sometimes they can be conceived as offensive and S’venia might not realize until after someone mentions it. -Jackets- Out of all the fashion possibilities to develop an obsession over, S’venia had to go with one of the more expensive ones. She has a jacket for every occasion, from colorful vibrant ones when at the bar to simple, boring ones when she needs to be professional. -Books- S'venia is as much an average reader as much as she is a writer. She, much alike her choice in movies, prefers to have her hands on an old, physical copy if an all possible. Some books that she read, such as Manufacturing Consent and Seventeen Contradictions and the End of Capitalism, are not found on the internet and exist with a soft ban; with the physical copies being burned by corporation burn teams. [b]DISLIKES:[/b] (Same as above) -Being late- S'venia is a woman who loves her schedule, and as such she dislikes it anytime either herself or someone else is late. -Smokers- The smell of the various different drugs is nauseating to S’venia, and as such avoids it as much as possible. -Complacency – Just because things have been the same way for years does not mean you should just accept it as fate. You should always fight to be the best version of yourself, even if it means fighting against the system. -The system- With every fiber in her body, S’venia dislikes the system that keeps the poor down, the powerful strong, and is untouchable; for now. [b]QUIRKS:[/b] (What makes you unique for better or worse?) S’venia is prone to biting her nails when nervous Extremely conscious of posture. S’venia is constantly standing or sitting with perfect posture. S’venia is constantly humming a tune, but not always the same one. It’s very soft and most she doesn't realize she's doing it. If asked, she will say the tune is from a certain song, but anyone who looks up said song will know it’s not the tune at all. She also fidgets with items when agitated When interested in a discussion, S’venia tends to twirl her hair Paces back and forth when deep in thought Can’t stand even numbers, for some reason they are odd to her. S’venia often times stumbles over the pronunciation of her name, and has thus adopted Svei for informal uses. Anytime someone asks if S’venia can do something, she will ask for the magic word “please”. If they lead with please, she assumes there might be an ulterior motive Anytime asks for a favor, S’venia always asks what the favor is before accepting/declining Over-exaggerates past stories of herself Brand loyal on the surface. If it isn’t Engitech, than she does not want it. [color=0FDAE3][h3][i]Background Information[/i][/h3][/color] [i]”Liberty lives and dies at the hands of the commoner, remember that. While they are now starting to love you, never turn your back on them; not even for a second. I think you’ll learn rather quickly that they have a lot of rage built up; and they’re more than willing to share it.”[/i] S’venia was born and raised in the Middle district; known for its middle-class families and middle-class style of life. She spent her time as a kid heavily involved in the real world as many of those her age began to delve into the madness that was virtual reality. From a young age, she saw the signs that highlighted the danger the virtual reality network had and thus steered clear from asking her parents for any and all augmentations that would allow her to access the network; much to her parents delight and much to the abuse of her classmates. After graduating from the normal education course provided by the government, she sought higher education at the South City College with a focus on journalism. She witnessed a few examples of Enforcer brutality up until this point, yet she chalked it up to the way that life was lived. Stay on the straight and narrow, and never fear the blade that was the Enforcers decision. It was here she met a certain individual that would shape her future; Alexia Consuela. They both shared a class together early on and immediately hit it off as friends. Alexia was a very vocal critic of every institution that held power. She hated the corporations, the politicians, and she was not afraid to share her opinion on those matters. The duo was close, but not “best friends” as Alexia defined it, yet they and their group of friends eked out a sense of normalcy in a sea of dread and despair. Alexia would later commit suicide by a single gunshot wound to the back of the head. S’venia was overcome with both grief and fury; as were their mutual friends. And so, on a cold winters' eve, the group decided to take action in the memory of their lost friend and the South City Blues was founded on that very night. You had a hacker, a programmer, and a journalist when they started; but that would prove to be all that they needed. S’venia rose to the occasion and lent her heavily modified voice to the cause, initially speaking about the inability of Enforcers to adequately supervise the investigation in death of their friend. The message quickly changed, however. The more she spoke, the more S’venia found cracks to push through in the current political landscape. Eventually, the group discovered they had a following and ever since then, The Truth has been a steady flow of Anti-corporation and anti-politician soundbites. After graduating, S’venia found work in the Reclaim District as a beat journalist; much to her family's dismay. It was here where S’venia forged a career that focused heavily on a fact driven approach that spared no details. At first the editors hated the message that S’venia tried to deliver. Yet the populace always loved a good hit piece, and her editors were forced to allowed to let S’venia to write freely about the issues that plagued the South City and more importantly, the Reclaim district. S’venia was forged from the fire that was Alexia’s passion to become “The Truth” here; as the grime of corruption oozed out of every orifice of the Reclaim district. A fire was snuffed, yet it emerged re-imagined and ever stronger. Every article, every interview, and every media bit she could control S’venia has dedicated her life to bringing the fight to those that fight from the shadows; though she still prefers the covert method. She hungers for the day when the politicians and corporations answer to the people. She awaits that thought as she works alongside Dexter Campbell. The last eight months have been a roller-coaster of work for the campaign, and she is happy that their car is finally pulling into the station today. [color=0FDAE3][h3][i]Operative Information[/i][/h3][/color] [b]AUGMENTATIONS:[/b] (What sort of Cyberware are you equipped with?) Engitech Eye-Spy Camera and video recording contact. One of the few pieces of tech she has, the Eye-Spy is a clear contact lens that allows for high quality photo and videos to be taken right from her perspective. The camera itself is very powerful, and surprisingly cheap (with everyone rushing to get the newest implant, older style electronics have dropped in price), with the ability to shoot video at 16k resolution and take photos at fifty mega-pixels for ultra-clear and easily edited photos. The camera is controlled by a few different methods. The first is a small physical shutter control device that she can covertly click when doing more covert research. The second is the control panel tattooed on the side of her head (a requirement by the government). She can simply press the bottom panel for a photo, the middle right panel for video, and top left for a live stream. The third is for voice control. S’venia can simply say, when she has it programmed for this function, “take a picture”, or “start recording” or something along those lines and have the camera get to work. [b]EQUIPMENT:[/b] (What are you carrying on the job?) [hider=equipment]-Engitech All-in-one computer The Engintech All-in-one model that S’venia uses is a few years old, yet she can't find it in her heart to replace it yet. With a screen size of 9.7” and a dept of only .25”, the All-in-one is still very portable and very convenient. When not in use, the screen itself appears to be nothing more than a clear glass rectangle. When powered on, the edge to edge screen fills in the void and S’venia is able to select whatever program she wants. She mainly useses the device for photo editing on the go, or to schedule and keep track of events as it pertains to the campaign. Memory is starting to be an issue with this device, however, with just 2 terabytes remaining of the original 10. She carries this in a briefcase style sleeve that wraps around her shoulder. Engitech ESCP-101 "Carrier of Justice" - The SCP-101 is a simple, 9mm pistol that is both compact and lightweight in deigns. ESCP-101 is billed as the “everday” type of weapon, meant to go with you and be hidden unless drawn. It has a brown handle, and metal finish. It is not the low-end pistol offered by Engitech, nor is it the highest end. Her family purchased it for her when she accepted the job with News Station 117 as they were worried about the worse neighborhood. S’venia goes to the range at least once a week to keep sharp. Her jackets have a “Ever-Secure holster” added on the front left side of her jackets. The holster bonds with the material of the jacket, and the company bills the holster as a “fast, secure, and hidden” way of holstering your weapon. Engitech Eye in the Sky drone – A small, round, dimple laden drone that offers a wide-angle lens on its camera that delivers crisp and clear video and still shots. S’venia managed to snag this beast off the “secondary market” for well below its retail value about a year ago and it has become a staple of her interviews, as well as her normal life. Boasting a flight time of four hours, one hour if you take videos, the Eye in the Sky is always on the deck for S’venia when she needs it. The Eye in the Sky also features a current generation repulsorlift technology that is both silent and efficient. S’venia often uses it on her walks to and from her apartment to be the eyes in the back of her head. The done comes programed with a track and follow mode, live streaming the feed to the special glasses that were included in the purchase. Furthermore, the camera and drone controls can be used through the Engitech Eye-Spy camera lens that she wears already. Directional control is either achieved through voice commands, or with the special glove that was, again, included with purchase. The Drone itself weighs in at around twenty five pounds and has a metallic finish.[/hider] [b]SKILLS:[/b] (Feel free to list a few and elaborate a bit.) Writing – S'venia being the former journalist that she is finds that writing comes naturally to her; as it had for most of her life. Her focus is still on articles, though she refrains from publishing any op-ed's while on the campaign lest they be used against Dexter. Personable – Thanks to her upbringing, and her moral code, S’venia finds it easy to make friends with most people. She is a willing listener to their problems and always will try and answer any questions they ask with an honest, and thought out response. Photography – S'venia is a fantastic photographer, and would have made it a career if there was one in it; everyone has a camera than can take the pictures it seems. Furthermore, she is versed in photo editing which allows her to make sure every picture she submits anywhere looks like it was done by a professional. [b]FLAWS:[/b] (Aim for three or so. Equal or greater to your number of skills.) Blunt – While honesty is a virtue along the way to having great character, sometimes it can come off on the wrong tone. S’venia is especially vulnerable to this if she is placed in a situation where she has to speak quickly, and not allowed time to formulate an answer. Impious – S'venia has seen the darkness that lurks in the hearts of mankind. S’venia has eyes that have seen the scorched earth and desolate surroundings of her city. S’venia has ears that have heard stories of monstrous creatures outside the wall. If there was a god, then it’s not a god S’venia wants to meat. Naïve - While she is a smart woman, she is often very naïve when it comes to certain challenges she has never encountered. She often thinks with the right attitude, and hard work, one can accomplish anything they set out to. S'venia knows that it is foolish to even suspect that to be a possibility, especially in South City, yet it is as much ingrained in her mind as the corruption that besets the city. [b]NOTES:[/b] Has three tattoo's - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - [hider=Cyrus Cerridwen] [center][IMG]http://i64.tinypic.com/2rrsyly.png[/IMG] [IMG]http://i68.tinypic.com/xbfgn8.jpg[/IMG] [h1]╚══════════════╝[/h1] [i]"If only I had a different time then"[/i] [h3][ [b]21)[/b] | [b]6’2''[/b] | [b]Northern-Germanic[/b] | [b]He/him[/b] | [b]185 pounds[/b] ][/h3] [h1][i][Remorse.][/i][/h1][/center] [h3][u][b] APPEARANCE [/b][/u][/h3] [i]"That looks colorful. I hate it."[/i] [indent][indent]Cyrus stands at a height of six-foot two-inches tall and weighs in at a meager one-hundred and eighty-five pounds, packed into a slender but lean-muscular frame. His face features a strong jawline, a thick scruff of hair that he likes to pretend is his beard, and a hairline that is kept short and messy; constantly looking like he just woke up. His sense of fashion is absent, and as such his usual clothing bears some semblance to a simple pair of boots underneath some slim cut grey chino’s underneath a simple white V-neck shirt underneath a, once again, grey jacket. While he sometimes adds some frills, such as the multi-colored scarf that he wears during the winter months, he is ever so much the basic dresser in terms of appearance. He wears glasses and his frame is a very simple, brown-like color.[/indent][/indent] [h3][u][b] PSYCHOLOGY [/b][/u][/h3] [i]"If I can help why shouldn’t I?"[/i] [indent][indent][indent] [b]MAIN GOAL ⫻[/b] Currently, Cyrus hopes to hit the restart button on life and begin anew here at the academy. Ever since the injury, and the re-injury months later, he has had to put his dream of being a professional athlete to rest and embrace that he will never compete in sports ever again. He sat back, took a look at the possibilities, and decided he wanted to pursue a career in sports still; on the medicine side of it, however. He is currently a true freshman with a focus on a degree in the sports medicine field, hoping to one day be a team doctor for some professional team. [b]PHILOSOPHY ⫻[/b] Life is good as long as your living it, or so Cyrus says. Cyrus is an active participant in his own life, and soon hopes to have a group of friends to participate in theirs, and wants to experience all the fun he can now that he is away from his childhood home. [b]SECRETS ⫻[/b] His injury is very much still present. He will often stumble as his ATFL tendon simply gives out, and will be left with a red sore on the side of his ankle and foot for days after. He abandoned his brother to suffer the same fate that he had suffered. Is very much into Pagan music, something his Catholic family would be up in arms to learn. [b]DESIRES ⫻[/b] To always make the correct decision and to always be the best in whatever field he finds himself in. [b]SEXUALITY ⫻[/b] Straight as an arrow. [b]FEARS ⫻[/b] Cyrus is afraid he will never live up to the unrealistic expectations set upon him young in life. He was destined for greatness, and if he does not crest the mountain that is school ahead of him, he might just crumble into nothing. [b]REPUTATION ⫻[/b] Cyrus is a nobody here. Back home he was a bright star yet here his light wimpers and barely burns. [b]PET PEEVES ⫻[/b] Not giving one-hundred percent effort in any task. If you have to do something it only makes sense to do it right. [b]QUIRKS ⫻[/b] Under the breath, he is often humming a tune; recognizable yet no one can seem to name it. He never catches himself doing it, instead has to be reminded of the fact. When asked, he will say it is from one song or another but it never is. [/indent][/indent][/indent] [h3][u][b] BACKSTORY [/b][/u][/h3] [i]"I could have had it all."[/i] Cyrus was born to a former athlete as a father and his college sweetheart of a wife in one of the many small suburbs outside Detroit, Michigan. From as early as he can remember, sports were always a part of his life. Baseball, basketball, football, soccer, and more form the core memory of his youth as he was always playing. His father, a former football player whose promising career was cut short by a bad injury, had an unhealthy obsession with his potential sports career, with the prevailing sense that he was living vicariously through his kid. It didn't take long for anyone to realize that Cyrus was good at one sport in particular; football. Every aspect of the sport seemed to resonate with something primal within Cyrus. Tackling, juking, and every other facet you could think of were areas that Cyrus excelled in. His father, sensing potential greatness, pushed him past his limit with a relentless training regime that forged an Adonis of an athlete. Even before he stepped on the high school field, scouts were filming at his games and taking notes at his practices. His free time was spent hunting with his extended family when the seasons would allow. Once in high school, Cyrus began destroying records at a pace that was unprecedented. He was a running back that could catch like a receiver, he was a linebacker with the stopping power of a safety, and he was returner with the speed of a sprinter. He led his squad to four straight state championship games and was well on his way to win his fourth when he suffered a catastrophic injury to his right ankle in overtime as he was making his way to the endzone. The pain caused him to lose his grip on the ball on their first possession, resulting in a defeat. He later learned he had a full tear of his ATFL ligament, and had to undergo lateral ankle ligament reconstruction as a result. While the surgery went well with expectations being, he could start training again in four months if the physical therapy went well, and with college teams still interested in the speedy player, that timetable did not match his fathers. Instead, two months after the surgery, he was back to practicing in his back yard; and proceeded to damage the same ligament; and was forced under the knife once more. After this second surgery, all scholarship offers were pulled after the doctors informed him the injury was likely to reoccur if he ever played football again. With his future sidelined, Cyrus’s father instead turned his attention towards his younger brother who had shown signs of being the talent that Cyrus could have. Cyrus clashed with his father about the way he was treating him, forcing him to practice when he should have been resting was the main battleground that the two fought. Eventually, after three years of fighting Cyrus decided he had to get out of the area. He had been attending a local community college with a focus on sports journalism in the years since he graduated yet he felt this primal urge to go into the medicine aspect of the sports world. He saw an ad online for a school, far from home and far from the abusive home life. He had saved enough money to cover tuition for at least a semester at a proper school and had assistance from his grandparents for the rest. Registering last semester, he had to buy his time until he could arrive for the new semester. He left, leaving a note explaining where he was going and why. He is now on his second semester, and he couldn’t have been worse for wear at Grand Ridge Academy. His brother has suffered a bad injury when trying to return from a minor one, and it appears he may never play another second; and might never live a normal life again. Remorse lashed over him like a river lashes against a rock, causing his abstraction to appear on his hands. At first, he thought he was going mad. He asked a friend if anything about his hands looked off, showing the abstractions in plain view, and they responded with a no. As a result, he started wearing gloves. The gloves, however, couldn’t protect him when he accidently crossed his hands. When his right hand crossed over his left, he experienced everything would happen over the next thirty seconds simultaneously as time went on; and he could pull himself back to any point in that time frame. When his left crossed over his right, his mind felt like it split and he suddenly had three separate perspectives that could move and act as if they were unique. For days, Cyrus played with it and was slowly driven to madness as he thought he had finally snapped and had fallen down the rabbit's hole, unaware of just how far down it goes. In a fit of madness, Cyrus went and bought a bottle of whiskey and drank too much of it before stumbling his way outside with some vague nothing of a plan to prove to the world that he was not crazy, tripping over himself and falling down the stairs before blacking out; or so he thought. He awoke a day later, in a hospital, with a pain in his side and a terrible headache in his head. He thought nothing of it until he heard a scream. [h3][u][b] SKILLS & TALENTS [/b][/u][/h3] [i]"I’m fast and I’m accurate"[/i] [indent][indent][indent] [b][Hunting and tracking] ⫻[/b] Spending much of his life in the forest, Cyrus is an accomplished hunter and tracker. Starting at an age much too young, Cyrus was taught how to handle a firearm and how to keep it clean. While he has no weapon with him at the academy, the skill still lingers. [b][Speed and jukes] ⫻[/b] Cyrus, despite his injury, has kept his natural speed and athleticism. He still runs to keep himself in shape and this has allowed him to keep the dream alive; at least for one day more. [b][Intuition] ⫻[/b] Cyrus always seems to have had a vague notion of how an act will play out. This helped him avoid tackles when he was playing sports and has now led him to figuring out what direction to take in life. [/indent][/indent][/indent] [h3][u][b] ABSTRACTION [/b][/u][/h3] [i]"It's hard to explain, but it’s more than just time manipulation. Here let me show you."[/i] [indent][indent] [b]SIGIL & LOCATION ⫻[/b] The first sigil is on his right hand and is in the shape of a three-dimensional pyramid. The second sigil is on his left hand and is a three-dimensional representation of a circle. When he activates his abstraction, both sigils combine on his right hand showing the circle spinning in a hundred different ways simultaneously over-top the pyramid. [b]ABSTRACTION ⫻[/b] Dimensional Manipulation [b]ABSTRACTION DESCRIPTION ⫻[/b] When activated, Cyrus’s abstraction allows his body to enter a higher dimension; in two different forms. In its first form, Cyrus gains the ability to revert himself back anywhere he was in the thirty-seconds after he activates it. Wounds or injuries suffered before he pulls himself back will disappear. He can activate this abstraction by placing his right-hand over-top his left-hand and he can pull himself back simply by picturing the position his body was. The second form, creating this time by a left-hand over his right-hand approach, creates two shades that he can control in addition to himself. The first ability (named Hike! by Cyrus) is one that's used retroactively after activation. He has a thirty second window to reactivate it, by mentally picturing where he was along the way and what he was doing. He can grab objects, and potentially people, and bring them back with him as well. The entire time he is moving there is a trail that follows him that shows what movement he was doing along the way. The trail is visible to everyone, and it looks like every second there was a snap shot of where his body was; arms, legs, head and so forth. These snap shots are the points where he can pull himself back to. One potential use is to activate the ability, throw a punch, and then run and grab somebody and pull them back and have the punch hit. He, as he thought he was going crazy, has very little control over this power, however. Sometimes when he activates it with a set purpose in mind, he will go about the task yet the ability will re trigger itself and pull him back to the start point. The second form of this ability (named Break!) is active in use. Cyrus will spawn forth two "shades" of himself that are incapable of physical interaction with the world. Cyrus will have control over all three, with him seeing in real time what his shades see. They aren't entirely there, and will often phase in and out of view. That are translucent in nature, making it painfully clear who the real Cyrus is. Furthermore, they are more random in their actions than Cyrus. While Cyrus might have one wave, the possible outcomes will often trail behind much alike in his first ability except instead of just showing the wave motion, you will see things like the middle finger, a fist, or a peace sign as opposed to the traditional motion of a wave. The problem using this ability is he has to control both the shades and himself at the same time. Often times he will trip, be painfully unaware of something right in his face as trying to digest the sheer amount of information from three separate entities overwhelms him. He can, however, re-trigger this ability and pull his physical form to one of the shades; causing the illusion to disappear. Again, he has very little control of this ability and will sometimes be pulled to a shade by accidentally thinking about it. [b]IN THE PRESENCE OF THE MOUNTAIN ⫻[/b] Once Cyrus is in the presence of the mountain, his abilities generally become more controllable. In the first form, the presence of the mountain extends his control by another thirty seconds and allows him to reactivate his ability once more. In its second form, he gains a stronger link with the shades that allow them to move and act with less mental input from himself. [b]LIMITS ⫻[/b] In the first form, he is limited to a thirty second window and he must have a clear mental picture of where he was before he can pull himself back. He also does not have the ability anywhere close to mastered and sometimes, after he activates the ability, he will be pulled to a random spot without warning. In addition, while in the second form, he is limited by his mind. He has trouble controlling both shades let alone both shades and himself at the same time. Furthermore, accidently thinking of a shade has proven to potentially send him to the shade's location; with comical results. [b]WEAKNESSES ⫻[/b] Cyrus's ability doesn't necessarily have too many weaknesses due to its relatively low-yield nature. Using it a often takes a toll on his body, and excessive usage will cause nosebleeds, headaches, and may even knock him unconscious. [/indent][/indent] [h3][u][b] OTHER [/b][/u][/h3] [i]"I swear, it seems like the world likes to go crazy at the same time I do."[/i] [indent][indent][url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kmWTZ3KfnXE&index=5&list=RDGPV38e7yfSo]Theme song[/url][/indent][/indent] [/hider]