Post by Deleted on Dec 24, 2011 23:40:25 GMT -5
Here are my new initiates on my roster!
Archetype: The Cursed Travel Powers: Super Jump, R.A.D. Sphere Level: 10
MCPD Dossier #042706
[ Confidential ]
Make: Harmon Industries
Model: NSX-1E
Designation: Redemption
Creator: [Unknown]
Date of Manufacture: [Unknown]
Age: [Indeterminable]
Excerpt from Captain Martin's report:
What happens when humanity's greatest creations gain sentient consciousness? When humanity's fears are being realised?
In a world where all sentient robots are hunted and sent to the Scrapyard for decommisioning, there are those who fight for their very survival.
'Redemption' was the word his father whispered to him the day he was born, moments before he was taken.
Certain death awaits robots thrown into the Scrapyard. Their eventual run down of energy, or they wither beyond disrepair.
He was different. His father had built a nuclear reactor into him, providing him with unending power. He can channel exothermic reactions from his very hands.
But what had his father meant with 'Redemption'? Was he created to liberate his brothers from their fate, or will he be the one to save humanity's very soul?
Archetype: The Unleashed Travel Powers: Teleport, Dark Speed Level: 8
MCPD Dossier #042707
[ Confidential ]
Name: Myrdiira Tor'lyl
Alias: Myr
Age: [Indeterminable]
Race: Drow
Excerpt from Captain Martin's report:
Before I met her sister, Illiamdra, I had never encountered their kind before. Theirs is a society that thrives on the oldest rule of survival. Thus I was surprised by Myr, for the sisters were polar opposites in character.
She bears the burden of her house name, Tor'lyl. 'One can no easier remove the moon from the sky, than to renounce one's house', as I'm told.
Even in Millenium City, she cannot taste freedom, for she is hunted by her sister. Perhaps it is their fate and curse, of a race that epitomises survival of the strongest.
Archetype: The Disciple Travel Powers: Teleport, Dark Speed Level: 22
MCPD Dossier #042708
[ Confidential ]
Name: Illiamdra Tor'lyl
Alias: Illy
Age: [Indeterminable]
Race: Drow
Known Background:
House Tor'lyl, which means 'Mistresses of the Blade', is the premier instrument for plays of power among the Houses within Drow society. Bodyguards and assassins to the highset bidder. Such Houses thrive in the lower Matriachy of Drow society, but the fear that manifests in one's eyes at the mere whipser of House Tor'lyl belies its standing.
Illiamdra was taken as an infant to be a servant to House Tor'lyl, where she was to be trained. Like all Drows, she was given training and tested on divine and wizardly magic, but she showed only a slight aptitude for the latter. These tests determine the status for each Drow within a House. Her aptitude being deemed insignificant, she was cast to train in one of many groups of children in weapon mastery where top candidates over the years will eventually get to train under the House's own highly skilled Weapon Masters. The selection however, is a cruel process. Only one child from each group will have the honor of being mentored, and she was determined to be that child.
Years passed, her training under her mentor Kel'driirn had come full circle. Her final 'test' came unexpectedly during one of their training sessions, but she was never unprepared, something she has learnt over the years. For Illiamdra had a secret that even his mentor did not know. Alone in her chambers, she has learnt to channel her unremarkable aptitude for wizardly magic into her blades, imbueing them with searing flames.
Illiamdra grinned at the look of surprise on his mentor's face as one of her scimitars sliced away his right arm effortlessly and a dagger pierced his chest. With that fight, she sealed her position replacing her mentor as the top Weapon Master of House Tor'lyl
Archetype: The Cursed Travel Powers: Super Jump, R.A.D. Sphere Level: 10
MCPD Dossier #042706
[ Confidential ]
Make: Harmon Industries
Model: NSX-1E
Designation: Redemption
Creator: [Unknown]
Date of Manufacture: [Unknown]
Age: [Indeterminable]
Excerpt from Captain Martin's report:
What happens when humanity's greatest creations gain sentient consciousness? When humanity's fears are being realised?
In a world where all sentient robots are hunted and sent to the Scrapyard for decommisioning, there are those who fight for their very survival.
'Redemption' was the word his father whispered to him the day he was born, moments before he was taken.
Certain death awaits robots thrown into the Scrapyard. Their eventual run down of energy, or they wither beyond disrepair.
He was different. His father had built a nuclear reactor into him, providing him with unending power. He can channel exothermic reactions from his very hands.
But what had his father meant with 'Redemption'? Was he created to liberate his brothers from their fate, or will he be the one to save humanity's very soul?
Archetype: The Unleashed Travel Powers: Teleport, Dark Speed Level: 8
MCPD Dossier #042707
[ Confidential ]
Name: Myrdiira Tor'lyl
Alias: Myr
Age: [Indeterminable]
Race: Drow
Excerpt from Captain Martin's report:
Before I met her sister, Illiamdra, I had never encountered their kind before. Theirs is a society that thrives on the oldest rule of survival. Thus I was surprised by Myr, for the sisters were polar opposites in character.
She bears the burden of her house name, Tor'lyl. 'One can no easier remove the moon from the sky, than to renounce one's house', as I'm told.
Even in Millenium City, she cannot taste freedom, for she is hunted by her sister. Perhaps it is their fate and curse, of a race that epitomises survival of the strongest.
Archetype: The Disciple Travel Powers: Teleport, Dark Speed Level: 22
MCPD Dossier #042708
[ Confidential ]
Name: Illiamdra Tor'lyl
Alias: Illy
Age: [Indeterminable]
Race: Drow
Known Background:
House Tor'lyl, which means 'Mistresses of the Blade', is the premier instrument for plays of power among the Houses within Drow society. Bodyguards and assassins to the highset bidder. Such Houses thrive in the lower Matriachy of Drow society, but the fear that manifests in one's eyes at the mere whipser of House Tor'lyl belies its standing.
Illiamdra was taken as an infant to be a servant to House Tor'lyl, where she was to be trained. Like all Drows, she was given training and tested on divine and wizardly magic, but she showed only a slight aptitude for the latter. These tests determine the status for each Drow within a House. Her aptitude being deemed insignificant, she was cast to train in one of many groups of children in weapon mastery where top candidates over the years will eventually get to train under the House's own highly skilled Weapon Masters. The selection however, is a cruel process. Only one child from each group will have the honor of being mentored, and she was determined to be that child.
Years passed, her training under her mentor Kel'driirn had come full circle. Her final 'test' came unexpectedly during one of their training sessions, but she was never unprepared, something she has learnt over the years. For Illiamdra had a secret that even his mentor did not know. Alone in her chambers, she has learnt to channel her unremarkable aptitude for wizardly magic into her blades, imbueing them with searing flames.
Illiamdra grinned at the look of surprise on his mentor's face as one of her scimitars sliced away his right arm effortlessly and a dagger pierced his chest. With that fight, she sealed her position replacing her mentor as the top Weapon Master of House Tor'lyl