Er would this be a bad time to mention he has boxer shorts?
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The girl wasn't one Liron had seen before. Not that he saw a lot of humans outside of the station and calls. His eyebrows furrowed as he tried to recall if she was the child of the family. He was pretty sure the little human had been a male, and surely less than 10 years. This one was female and considerably ... older.
A neighbor? he considered numbly as his mind processed the question she posed for him. It was one he had heard before - not to himself of course, but to others. Always to others. How was he supposed to respond to her inquiry? Each time it was presented to humans it seemed it was par the course to lie and say, 'I'm fine,' even if tears were running down one's face. Liron never quite understood the reasoning behind this, and it was never adequately explained to him.
"Is the dog safe?" Liron asked finally, deciding that if he succeeded in his mission he would be "fine." Injuries could heal and his currently useless arm - the weight of the mechanical thing and his inability to send signals to it alerted the cyborgel it was in a state of serious disrepair - could be addressed at a later time. That and his lack of clothes - while there was weight on top of him, it was not that of his uniform. To be truthful, Liron didn't even know how to begin describing how he felt besides expressing he was in pain - surely that wouldn't be anything to help form a diagnosis to begin repairs.
A neighbor? he considered numbly as his mind processed the question she posed for him. It was one he had heard before - not to himself of course, but to others. Always to others. How was he supposed to respond to her inquiry? Each time it was presented to humans it seemed it was par the course to lie and say, 'I'm fine,' even if tears were running down one's face. Liron never quite understood the reasoning behind this, and it was never adequately explained to him.
"Is the dog safe?" Liron asked finally, deciding that if he succeeded in his mission he would be "fine." Injuries could heal and his currently useless arm - the weight of the mechanical thing and his inability to send signals to it alerted the cyborgel it was in a state of serious disrepair - could be addressed at a later time. That and his lack of clothes - while there was weight on top of him, it was not that of his uniform. To be truthful, Liron didn't even know how to begin describing how he felt besides expressing he was in pain - surely that wouldn't be anything to help form a diagnosis to begin repairs.
Fire. Fire. Fire.
The broken mantra had been running through Liron's mind, along with the command to "save the mutt." The fact Liron could find neither was a source of distress, although the name of the feeling didn't come quite to the angel's mind. The broken chain, however, stopped when the small black creature which awoke him (a cat said a voice in his head, its called a cat) began to rub its face against his own.
Liron's facial features didn't change as his good arm reached out and buried its fingers in the feline's fur, petting it. It was wet he couldn't help but notice, slowly beginning to realize it was raining.
Cranning his head toward the sky, he watched the tears of heaven beat down, the mantra of fire in his head dying to nothing leaving behind a vague, empty feeling. Besides the aches and pains across his body. Which was odd. There had been injections for that in the past. Or was it pills? Another shot of pain through his leg told him it didn't matter.
Where is the captain? Why isn't she here? Where am I? The pitiful thoughts came through his mind, not quite piecing together he had been thrown away and forgotten.
"Captain?" he called out weakly, his voice hurt and sore, cracking a bit too. "I am here."
The broken mantra had been running through Liron's mind, along with the command to "save the mutt." The fact Liron could find neither was a source of distress, although the name of the feeling didn't come quite to the angel's mind. The broken chain, however, stopped when the small black creature which awoke him (a cat said a voice in his head, its called a cat) began to rub its face against his own.
Liron's facial features didn't change as his good arm reached out and buried its fingers in the feline's fur, petting it. It was wet he couldn't help but notice, slowly beginning to realize it was raining.
Cranning his head toward the sky, he watched the tears of heaven beat down, the mantra of fire in his head dying to nothing leaving behind a vague, empty feeling. Besides the aches and pains across his body. Which was odd. There had been injections for that in the past. Or was it pills? Another shot of pain through his leg told him it didn't matter.
Where is the captain? Why isn't she here? Where am I? The pitiful thoughts came through his mind, not quite piecing together he had been thrown away and forgotten.
"Captain?" he called out weakly, his voice hurt and sore, cracking a bit too. "I am here."
Yes to Skype. Also I can post later to move Liron along in the meantime.
Edit: And there. I'll clean it up later.
Edit: And there. I'll clean it up later.
Sleeping and showering. Clearly I am a contributing member to society.
Water drops ran down pale flesh, washing away dirt and blood as if the sky itself was crying for the broken thing tossed to the side of the road and forgotten about. If it wasn't for the two large ashen wings noting the object without a doubt as a cyborgel, one would assume the broken and charred body lying in the ally was the victim of a murder instead of garbage which long outlived its use.
A small black cat emerged from a nearby dumpster, the heavy rain making the feline look more like a drowned rodent as the mangy fur clung desperately to its half-starved body. Dangling from its maw was a limp white noodles thrown away from the Chinese restaurant two blocks down. Brushing against the trash before darting into the street, the cat didn't notice as the eyes of an object believed to be dead begin to crack open.
The eyes were a brilliant red, although the left eye appeared to be malfunctioning as the red light flickered erratically only to stop when gravity took over and the cyborgel fell forward, its face meeting the ground. A groan of pain which sounded eerily human emitted from the cracked lips of the cyborgel.
The cyborgel stayed there for a good 30 seconds or so before finally struggled pushing itself up with its left arm, the right arm hanging uselessly, swinging slightly as gravity made a mockery of it and the cyborgel. After the body shook and struggled as it attempted to get back to the sitting position it had been before it awakened against all conceivable odds, it gave out causing another crash to the ground.
The cyborgel's chest moved up and down, laboring for breath as the red eyes flicked around the ally as if it was searching for something - anything - to assist it.
A small black cat emerged from a nearby dumpster, the heavy rain making the feline look more like a drowned rodent as the mangy fur clung desperately to its half-starved body. Dangling from its maw was a limp white noodles thrown away from the Chinese restaurant two blocks down. Brushing against the trash before darting into the street, the cat didn't notice as the eyes of an object believed to be dead begin to crack open.
The eyes were a brilliant red, although the left eye appeared to be malfunctioning as the red light flickered erratically only to stop when gravity took over and the cyborgel fell forward, its face meeting the ground. A groan of pain which sounded eerily human emitted from the cracked lips of the cyborgel.
The cyborgel stayed there for a good 30 seconds or so before finally struggled pushing itself up with its left arm, the right arm hanging uselessly, swinging slightly as gravity made a mockery of it and the cyborgel. After the body shook and struggled as it attempted to get back to the sitting position it had been before it awakened against all conceivable odds, it gave out causing another crash to the ground.
The cyborgel's chest moved up and down, laboring for breath as the red eyes flicked around the ally as if it was searching for something - anything - to assist it.
Name: Liron
Gender: Male
Character Type: Cyborgel
Appearance: For a cyborgel, Liron looks rather ... human if you disregard the ashen colored wings and the mechanical arm and red mechanical eyes.
Or at least once upon a time he looked rather human. His short, black hair is currently matted with blood and his right arm - a metal prosthetic - hangs useless at his side. His leg is bent rather awkwardly - no doubt broken, and parts of his body are covered in nasty burns. If one looked really closely they could find pieces of burned dog hair.
However, once he gets cleaned up and no longer looks like something out of the Night of the Living Dead, Liron is a rather tall young man - about 5'11" if one were to measure him - with short tossled black hair and pale white skin. He is wiry, yet clearly muscular. His shoulders are broad, and taper down. His ashen wings can easily fold against his body - although they could be hidden by a coat, there is a weird awkward bulge in the back for anyone with any sort of sense of detail for attention.
Currently Liron is wearing what he died in - well, after his body was ransacked for the "good" clothes by various miscreants. (After all, Liron is a cyborgel and an object. Also, believed dead). By some good fortune Liron was left with a pair of dirty, if not rather soiled, black boxer shorts.
Career:
After his capture and brainwashing, Liron was re-tasked to working as a "volunteer" firefighter. (Of course one couldn't exactly call him a volunteer since, you know, brainwashing but semantics.)
There are two different types of firefighters; wildland firefighters who contain and prevent the spread of the raging inferno of death that is eating the forest and firefighters which most people are used to seeing in towns, villages and cities.
Contrary to popular belief, neither are mutually exclusive - after all they are trained to do two different tasks. Figherfighters who are in towns and cities measure fires by yards and feet and use water to put them out. On the other hand, wildland firefighters fight fire with literal fire. After all when you are measuring fires in literally tens of acres, there isn't going to be enough time to put one of those bad boys out. Of course there are other differences between the two (such as work weeks) but will not be mentioned in favor of it not being very important.
However, the people in charge decided why not double dip and make Liron able to perform in both capacities.
While Liron's job was mostly to either contain or put out fires - depending on what call he was sent to - Liron was also tasked in performing other typical firemen duties like rescuing kittens out of trees on those off days that there wasn't anything on fire.
Skills:
The most important skill Liron had when he was "working" as a fireman was that he looked human, or at least could pass off as one as long as he wore a long coat to hide his wings and mechanical arm. While his eyes were a bit harder, it was usually nothing that a pair of sunglasses or a fireman helmet couldn't fix.
The reason this was important was because as a fireman, Liron didn't just fight fires (although it was a good part of it) but dealt with distressed individuals and the public at large. Since people could act erratically when upset and distressed, Liron's "ability" to pass as human was considered a beneficial perk.
To expand on this, it can be easily inferred that Liron has some grief consoling experience under his belt. Even if it wasn't programmed into him, Liron no doubt would have had to learn on the job. While Liron very rarely dealt with the public in any other capacity, he was trained to in case of emergencies and something came up and some person approached him instead of an actual human.
He's memorized the entire layout of the city he was stationed in - as well as the street conditions - in the need to travel to the most direct route of the incident. The forest was a bit harder considering landmarks tended to go up in flames or were on fire at the time.
Liron's right arm also provides him with great strength - it has the ability to rip apart armored trucks and smash concrete. This has a variety of uses from cleaning up debris to smashing in walls to look for hot spots, or being able to carry unconscious person, the mechanical arm has many uses depending on what the situation calls for.
Liron also has very basic EMS skills - mostly focusing on "is this person alive?" and "if not, attempt to resurrect" or "if so, wow they're bleeding a lot - let's stop that." Liron also has been taught how to use Narcan to save people who have overdosed. Essentially he was put through first responder training, or better put programming.
Liron's thermal sensing eyes - whose function can be toggled on and off merely by thinking about it - allows Liron to search for lifeforms, whether they are dead or alive based on their heat temperatures. This is greatly beneficial when looking for victims trapped inside structure fires or even car fires.
Finally, the most obvious of Liron's skills is to fight fire. This extends more than just to using a high pressurized hose to dose the flames. For structure fires, Liron needed to determine best location for venting structure based on location of hazard and fire personnel, roof type, and building construction. Also, when it comes to forceable entry, he needed to know where best to enter the blazing inferno called death. Wildfire firefighters on the other hand learned how to camp in the path of an inferno and running from fire tornadoes which love to pop up because the universe loves to troll like that. While maybe not so much a skill, it might be interesting to note.
Supernatural Abilities: Judging by his wings, it can be assumed that Liron has the ability to fly.
Personality: Quiet, Efficient, Obedient, Empathic, Blunt
Bio: Liron doesn't know much about himself prior to becoming a firefighter. He was a relatively undamaged angel, and stayed relatively unmodified after some towns and cities in the western part of the United States were complaining of the lack of volunteer firefighters to fight fires - after all, charging into a raging inferno borders on brave and crazy. It was felt if Liron was kept more "human," it would benefit the fire departments.
After all, Liron would be an easy thing to throw away and be able to take the most dangerous tasks, thus taking the figurative (and literal) heat off the other, more important (and human) firefighters. However, since things happen in the heat of the moment and people need somebody to cry to and ask questions, it was felt Liron needed to appear mostly human as to not cause any greater distress or anger, potentially impeding the firemen's jobs if somebody had an issue with Liron.
Liron was assigned to a small fire unit in the western part of the United States where the dry weather and low population made it very hard to have enough people for the constant fires which seemed to start with the littlest of provocation.
Assigned the name "Liron" by one of the fire crew (to make it easier when out on calls), Liron lived mostly in the fire hall (or in the path of a blazing inferno on those wildfire days which could last up to months) unless he was out on a call. He was in charge of the tedious day to day work when at the station of making sure the equipment was working and cleaned, and whatever droll jobs that needed to be done but weren't exactly enthralling.
While Liron was helpful to the fire department, as cyborgels eventually faded into misuse, money towards his upkeep seemed to gradually diminish into nothing.
One day when at a structure fire call, the flames enveloped a propane tank causing an explosion which would make Michael Bay proud. Unfortunately, Liron was in the house at the time rescuing the family's pet dog and was severely damaged.
Considered outdated and unable to be repaired, Liron's burned body was simply thrown to the side of the road with rest of the trash.
Theme Song: Cruel Angel's Thesis
Other: Reborn
Gender: Male
Character Type: Cyborgel
Appearance: For a cyborgel, Liron looks rather ... human if you disregard the ashen colored wings and the mechanical arm and red mechanical eyes.
Or at least once upon a time he looked rather human. His short, black hair is currently matted with blood and his right arm - a metal prosthetic - hangs useless at his side. His leg is bent rather awkwardly - no doubt broken, and parts of his body are covered in nasty burns. If one looked really closely they could find pieces of burned dog hair.
However, once he gets cleaned up and no longer looks like something out of the Night of the Living Dead, Liron is a rather tall young man - about 5'11" if one were to measure him - with short tossled black hair and pale white skin. He is wiry, yet clearly muscular. His shoulders are broad, and taper down. His ashen wings can easily fold against his body - although they could be hidden by a coat, there is a weird awkward bulge in the back for anyone with any sort of sense of detail for attention.
Currently Liron is wearing what he died in - well, after his body was ransacked for the "good" clothes by various miscreants. (After all, Liron is a cyborgel and an object. Also, believed dead). By some good fortune Liron was left with a pair of dirty, if not rather soiled, black boxer shorts.
Career:
After his capture and brainwashing, Liron was re-tasked to working as a "volunteer" firefighter. (Of course one couldn't exactly call him a volunteer since, you know, brainwashing but semantics.)
There are two different types of firefighters; wildland firefighters who contain and prevent the spread of the raging inferno of death that is eating the forest and firefighters which most people are used to seeing in towns, villages and cities.
Contrary to popular belief, neither are mutually exclusive - after all they are trained to do two different tasks. Figherfighters who are in towns and cities measure fires by yards and feet and use water to put them out. On the other hand, wildland firefighters fight fire with literal fire. After all when you are measuring fires in literally tens of acres, there isn't going to be enough time to put one of those bad boys out. Of course there are other differences between the two (such as work weeks) but will not be mentioned in favor of it not being very important.
However, the people in charge decided why not double dip and make Liron able to perform in both capacities.
While Liron's job was mostly to either contain or put out fires - depending on what call he was sent to - Liron was also tasked in performing other typical firemen duties like rescuing kittens out of trees on those off days that there wasn't anything on fire.
Skills:
The most important skill Liron had when he was "working" as a fireman was that he looked human, or at least could pass off as one as long as he wore a long coat to hide his wings and mechanical arm. While his eyes were a bit harder, it was usually nothing that a pair of sunglasses or a fireman helmet couldn't fix.
The reason this was important was because as a fireman, Liron didn't just fight fires (although it was a good part of it) but dealt with distressed individuals and the public at large. Since people could act erratically when upset and distressed, Liron's "ability" to pass as human was considered a beneficial perk.
To expand on this, it can be easily inferred that Liron has some grief consoling experience under his belt. Even if it wasn't programmed into him, Liron no doubt would have had to learn on the job. While Liron very rarely dealt with the public in any other capacity, he was trained to in case of emergencies and something came up and some person approached him instead of an actual human.
He's memorized the entire layout of the city he was stationed in - as well as the street conditions - in the need to travel to the most direct route of the incident. The forest was a bit harder considering landmarks tended to go up in flames or were on fire at the time.
Liron's right arm also provides him with great strength - it has the ability to rip apart armored trucks and smash concrete. This has a variety of uses from cleaning up debris to smashing in walls to look for hot spots, or being able to carry unconscious person, the mechanical arm has many uses depending on what the situation calls for.
Liron also has very basic EMS skills - mostly focusing on "is this person alive?" and "if not, attempt to resurrect" or "if so, wow they're bleeding a lot - let's stop that." Liron also has been taught how to use Narcan to save people who have overdosed. Essentially he was put through first responder training, or better put programming.
Liron's thermal sensing eyes - whose function can be toggled on and off merely by thinking about it - allows Liron to search for lifeforms, whether they are dead or alive based on their heat temperatures. This is greatly beneficial when looking for victims trapped inside structure fires or even car fires.
Finally, the most obvious of Liron's skills is to fight fire. This extends more than just to using a high pressurized hose to dose the flames. For structure fires, Liron needed to determine best location for venting structure based on location of hazard and fire personnel, roof type, and building construction. Also, when it comes to forceable entry, he needed to know where best to enter the blazing inferno called death. Wildfire firefighters on the other hand learned how to camp in the path of an inferno and running from fire tornadoes which love to pop up because the universe loves to troll like that. While maybe not so much a skill, it might be interesting to note.
Supernatural Abilities: Judging by his wings, it can be assumed that Liron has the ability to fly.
Personality: Quiet, Efficient, Obedient, Empathic, Blunt
Bio: Liron doesn't know much about himself prior to becoming a firefighter. He was a relatively undamaged angel, and stayed relatively unmodified after some towns and cities in the western part of the United States were complaining of the lack of volunteer firefighters to fight fires - after all, charging into a raging inferno borders on brave and crazy. It was felt if Liron was kept more "human," it would benefit the fire departments.
After all, Liron would be an easy thing to throw away and be able to take the most dangerous tasks, thus taking the figurative (and literal) heat off the other, more important (and human) firefighters. However, since things happen in the heat of the moment and people need somebody to cry to and ask questions, it was felt Liron needed to appear mostly human as to not cause any greater distress or anger, potentially impeding the firemen's jobs if somebody had an issue with Liron.
Liron was assigned to a small fire unit in the western part of the United States where the dry weather and low population made it very hard to have enough people for the constant fires which seemed to start with the littlest of provocation.
Assigned the name "Liron" by one of the fire crew (to make it easier when out on calls), Liron lived mostly in the fire hall (or in the path of a blazing inferno on those wildfire days which could last up to months) unless he was out on a call. He was in charge of the tedious day to day work when at the station of making sure the equipment was working and cleaned, and whatever droll jobs that needed to be done but weren't exactly enthralling.
While Liron was helpful to the fire department, as cyborgels eventually faded into misuse, money towards his upkeep seemed to gradually diminish into nothing.
One day when at a structure fire call, the flames enveloped a propane tank causing an explosion which would make Michael Bay proud. Unfortunately, Liron was in the house at the time rescuing the family's pet dog and was severely damaged.
Considered outdated and unable to be repaired, Liron's burned body was simply thrown to the side of the road with rest of the trash.
Theme Song: Cruel Angel's Thesis
Other: Reborn
Thank you so much <3 (Also figuring out how to use thanks on a phone was much more complicated than what common sense would prevail.)
Well ... as I understand it correctly angels came down to wipe the earth, demons were like "yo humans these be demons." And the humans believed them. So then mass kidnapping was abound after a war, and angels were brainwashed and made into things. People believed them to be free though and the cyborgels were just remakes. (Thus the not living thing part.) Then 20 years pass and humans got bored of cyborgels and so they are getting thrown away for a newer model. But angels were like "nope.avi" and began to reboot and shit is gonna get real. (Also demons be running the world, yo.)
I was thinking that Liron was a rather weak angel during the war, or a bloody coward, and thus the lack of major upgrades. He was sent to be a fireman where he worked without question until being in an explosion and tossed to the side. When he wakes up, he doesn't have his memories (of course) and tries to gain them back as he seeks help for his injuries. Over time I assume that he (along with other cyborgels) recall his purpose and that there is either (or both) an emotional struggle (leftover from brainwashing) and a physical one to take revenge on those who wronged him - especially take care of demons. I figured his appearance might come as some boon for spying at least (you know chilling in a bar and listening to juicy gossip .)
I understand though if you find him unacceptable. Can you tell me what about him you see having a hard time fit in the story so I may not make the same mistake?
I was thinking that Liron was a rather weak angel during the war, or a bloody coward, and thus the lack of major upgrades. He was sent to be a fireman where he worked without question until being in an explosion and tossed to the side. When he wakes up, he doesn't have his memories (of course) and tries to gain them back as he seeks help for his injuries. Over time I assume that he (along with other cyborgels) recall his purpose and that there is either (or both) an emotional struggle (leftover from brainwashing) and a physical one to take revenge on those who wronged him - especially take care of demons. I figured his appearance might come as some boon for spying at least (you know chilling in a bar and listening to juicy gossip .)
I understand though if you find him unacceptable. Can you tell me what about him you see having a hard time fit in the story so I may not make the same mistake?
OK I think I got it this time. I spent literally 30 minutes looking for a new theme song.
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