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Deshawn Thane

@Rilla He can ask the voices about anything, but the answers will be varying. They are easely distracted, and usually talk about useless things even when not asked. But if they do help, they can pretty much tell anything any other observer could. They can't read minds or have infinite knowledge, but they are constantly watching and know about everything that can be seen.

Deshawn Thane

@The Harbinger of Ferocity
I figure having a meta-knowledge of things is definetly Tier 3. However, if you think he's just Tier 2, then I'll edit that.

Deshawn Thane

I haven't spellchecked yet due to time restrictions. So it may also contain parts with abysmal grammar because I am writing really fast. Be gentle.

CS

Deshawn Thane

Title: Troubadour Extravagante

Height: 174 cm

Weight: 74 kg

Age: 27 - Young Adult

Race/Species:
Pritonian Human - A subspecies of humans who inhabit the mediterranian areas inside the Kingdom of Priton. They are not much different from any other subspecies of humans, and they only thing that distingushes them is their long-ish lifespan and their philosophical/methodical thinking.

Tier/Influence: 2
If you ask Deshawn, he'll swear he is an exceptional Pritonian, but that is hardly the case. In all honesty, he is good at surviving alone, but that is only because no one gives him a job or a dwelling and he must make do on his own. But if you look past his weakness at getting a proper life, Deshawn proves to be a truly magical person. Pritonia is known as the home of philosophers, so an artist like him is almost unheard of. His poems may not be publicly recognized, but he has travelled many kingdoms, and wrote many masterpieces for different lords. His weekly articles reach the farthest parts of the world thanks to anonymus supporters of his work. He posesses theability to hear divine beings in his head, who tell him what to write about and inspire his art, and also guide him in life.

Group(s): None.

Appearance:
Living without boundaries allows for a remarkable freedom, but limits you in areas you wouldn't even think. Shaving is hard without proper equipment, and Deshawn has rather scruffy facial hair all the time. He has grown attached to having it, and even if he can shave, he will pass up the option to do so. The black pockets under his eyes are a constant facial feature that comes from a lack of sleep. His clothing however is provided his rich patrons, and he dresses like any well-of poet, with a fancy cloak and a hat with a massive feather of some winged beast. He doesn't carry much with him and they are usually a mess, but the only maculate object in Deshawn's inventory is a small pack containing his essential writing supplies which he keeps in tidy order.

Personality:
Pritonians aren usually very literate, but Deshawn takes this affection to a new level. He has already read thousands of books and poems, and has a massive collection of literature stored in his head. Understandibly, his vast knowledge is something he is very proud of, and he is never afraid to voice this. His narcisstic nature only makes this worse, and he elevates himself the others.

Deshawn thinks he is in the middle of the world, and that every person reads his poems. That said, Deshawn is a very friendly and has a amgnetic personality. Thought he rarely looks for social interactions, when he does happen to find himself in one, the other party rarely walks away with a bad aftertaste.

His ability to manipulate other humans is exceptional, and this ability is how he expands his news emporium and avoids the authorities. His art is created because of his love for literature, but everything else he does is to get what he wants. Not malicious in intent, but Deshawn has accidentally hurt some people during his escapades.

He doesn't take life seriously, and instead looks for seriousness in his poems. His life is devoted to his literature, and he refuses to stop even in the face of overwhelming odds. He beleives that distributing his weekly newspaper/poem is benefitting the entire world, and he would probably find a way to continue it from the grave.

Abilities, Talents, Traits, Powers:
(2) Godly Literature - Deshawn wields the power being a good poet. His literature is his only true skill that is above average. Maybe others disagree, but he is the only person who can write about anything: the voices inside his head inform him of everything he wants to know, giving him a wide palette of inspiration.

(2) Master of Humans - A long time spent in a large city, and travelling the world, Deshawn has learned how to get people to do his bidding. Not always successful, but the average people will usually yield to his simple mind tricks and reverse thinking.

Items:

(1) Writing Supplies - Just the usual things required to make new poems and literature, nothing magical or special.

(1) Lute - Just an ordinary lute used to play the musical masterpieces Deshawn makes.

History:

Deshawn was raised by a book-keeper who found him wandering the streets alone as a small child. Under the guide and mentoring of the Mr Thane, Deshawn grew to love art and literature. For years his life was nothing more than childish adventures in books. However, when he was 16, Mt Thane passed away, and Deshawn had to flee from the city.

He travelled Pritonia for some time, and started publishing poems he wrote himself. It turned out to be a mistake, and his poems were instantly banned for "making the mind unfocused" and "diverting attention from the sciences". Running from the authorities, he fled to the northern kingdom of Galva, a country where literature is praised. During his few years in exile in Galva, he travelled the kingdom and received many favourable reviews and obtained many rich patrons from the royalty. His work was very well received, but he refused to stay in Galva, arguing that his country needed his art more. Before returning back to Pritonia, the Galvans promised to Deshawn that they will spread any poems he makes.

After returning to Pritonia, the long and adventorous journey of Deshawn began, as he constantly escaped the authorities, and often fled to other neighbouring countries to avoid capture. During this time, he made dozens of small and large poems and other lyrical creations. It was sometime during this exodus that he realised that he heard voices in his head. He previously thought that it was just his own thoughts, but he started practicing with his new ability. He learned to establish a better link with these voices, thanks to an Arunian shaman, and to better communicate with them.

About a year ago, Pritonian governement gave up on chasing him down, and after a recent election changed the ruling party, Deshawn was pardoned from his previous sins. However, his artwork was still banned. With Galvan support, he decided to start mass printing out a paper he calls the "Thyme", which publishes his own artwork and acts as a newspaper that tells about the events of the multiverse. With the voices inside his head giving him information about everything, Deshawn is certain that this paper can help out many people if the Galvans popularise it, and help him win the favor of the Pritonian crowd.

This galaxy isn't yours! (On hiatus)

@Apollo26 Of course it is. Give us a CS and we'll see about you joining in the action.

This galaxy isn't yours! (On hiatus)

Sorry I'm late. I am currently at a holiday resort (tho I never wanted to come) so I won't be able to post in the weekend. Sry for the delay :(

This galaxy isn't yours! (On hiatus)

@Liotrent Imma make your life a chaos ;D

This galaxy isn't yours! (On hiatus)

<Snipped quote by Liotrent>

Yep flood my planet its not like I have a lot of problems to deal with at the moment. Definitely not well armed and trained men and space knights that's out to get me. XD

@Wildman13

Yeah, nothing like that

Thousand years of silence

I'll post asap. Work schedule has been changed on me. Ppl leaving and coverage needed and what have you

@FallenTrinity

#Relatable

This galaxy isn't yours! (On hiatus)

@NecroKnight

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Icarus Prime
Citadel One, Military Platform 17B
12:53 Icarus Prime Central Time

"Get those ammo boxes in the VTOLs! Takeoff in 15, so move your asses." The pilot of a large cargo and transport ship shouted commands at lazy EOM workers, whow were clearly thinking that their job sucks. But in low threat planets like Icarus, most of the Militia helped out the local economy, or provided logistics services instead of fighting battles. Then again, the Vespen danger and their attack 2 days prio left most of the recruits itching for another fight.

A large group of EOM soldiers and battle-ready Order troops arrived at the ship, and took the pilot off guard. Shee almost dropped the datapad she was carrying, and had to take a few deep breaths before looking directly at the group. "Grandmaster! I wasn't expecting you for another 10 minutes. The ship is not ready for takeoff yet, and we're still..." She was cut off by an EOM officer who stepped forward from the ranks of the other Milita members. He wore a large trench coat adorned with large epaulettes. From within the large coat, he grabbed another datapad, and handed it to the pilot. He didn't say a word, but he gestured at the datapad before walking away from the Order troops towards the end of the airfield, and leaving with the rest of the EOM troops.

The pilot watched the officer leave, before looking back at the Grandmaster with an embarrased look. Before saying anything else, she quickly opened up the only file on the datapad. As soon as she tapped the file, the red and yellow bordering of top secret files appeared on the sides of the screen. She never saw one of these before, and she didn't know if she was allowed to read it at all, but her name on top of the message said otherwise.

Lt Greeta, these are your new orders.

We changed the plan due to last resort security issues, and we expect you to handle the information with utmost secrecy.

You are to take the Grandmaster to Fleet 173, hiding behind the asteroid BD-73HD. Your transcode through the blockade is "Proper-Appointement-Study-Spelling". Fleet 173 has been already informed about your arrival, and they are waiting in blackout mode for your arrival.

The Grandmaster is a VIP, and he should be taken aboard the main ship of the detachement, named "Shadow Gleam". You are to disable any sensors during your docking procedure. Your ship's databank will be wiped upon landing, and you must delete all backups before takeof.

Furthermore you are now a member of the 173th Fleet detachement, and your job is to ferry the Grandmaster. We trust you for your loyalty to the Emporium for the last 12 years, and we sincereloy hope that you will not fail us.

When you close this message, hand the tablet to the Grandmaster, and proceed with your routine.

Glory to mankind!

The world took a 360 turn, and she was right in the middle of all the shitstorm it seemed. She didn't expect to be the personal pilot of the Grandmaster, but it was a elcome change from ferrying troops and and weapons. She closed the message, and handed the tablet to the Grandmaster in front of her. She took a step back and nod before leaving to the VTOL.

The tablet showed a message that was differnet from teh previous both in content and colouring. The shimmering purple borders were of an unknown marking, and most people wouldn't know what it means. But those working with integrated xenos, would notice this marking from the messages of the SDF.

Grandmaster Alexius

You will be transported to your own fleet by Lt Greeta. The 173th fleet detachement is already staffed with necessary crew members, but you may appoint your own officers.

The detachement is composed of 2 destroyers, 7 cruisers, 20 corvettes and 14 torpedo frigates. The destroyers and cruisers are equipped with troop transport capabilities, and you will find that the flagship "Shadow Gleam" has been stocked with standard Military grade weapons and vehicles. Use these resources wisely.

Your assignement will be to provide the 35th fleet with escort, and be ready to deploy your troops for peacekeeping purposes at any time. You will be in Sector 17 for a total of 5 months, or longer if the situation escalates further. If you haven't already, I suggest you appoint someone to take your position in the governement.

Your deeds for the EOM shall not be forgotten upon your succesful return from the mission, Grandmaster.

Glory to mankind!

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@6slyboy6 Thanks bud. Happened about a month ago now. :)

@NuttsnBolts

Guess I'm just blind haha!