Yea, I cut a few corners on trying to piece together a response. Ian, being one of the only humans of the group of Hunters might have raised an eyebrow when Phenom said it. Didn't put as much mental fluff as I could have.
@s1 and kristia
P.S. I added the Palace to my last post
[OOC Board] Eternal Galaxy: Phoenix
07/21/2015, 03:28 AM #995
Not sure if I'll actually make use of him, but I'm gonna make this app just in case.
Name: Deus
Gender: Male
Age: >1000 Fantasian Years
Appearance:
Race: Human/Imaginandi
Profession: Private Investigator / Defender of Fantasia / Imaginandi
Talents: Is able to create objects simply from his imagination, within certain limitations of power, size, and probability based on what universe he exists in. Is able to travel through portals of darkness to reach destinations. If he doesn't know where he's going, he can end up anywhere. (This is how he'll end up in Venturia)
Inventory: N/A
Personality: Deus, at first glance, has a rather rough exterior. Seeming almost emotionless at first. However, take a closer look and it's painfully obvious what kind of mood he's in. He has the most subtly predictable poker face in the world. To the indiscerning eye, his appearance of joviality may be taken as discontent. In all honesty, Deus is one of the most friendly Imaginandi that have ever existed, not that many of them exist in the first place.
History: Deus was once a young boy, living in 10th century Earth. A young boy that had been born a quadriplegic. He lived his life in isolation, except for the exposure he had to his family, whom could not bring themselves to take his life. He had all the time he could have ever wanted, but could only ever use it to rest. So he rested. And he dreamed. And dreamed. And dreamed. Eventually, his imagination took control of his life. He began to lose touch with reality. As this went on, Deus's existence drifted ever closer to the metaphysical world of Fantasia. In this world, all manner of otherworldly creatures existed. All of them born from the imaginations of men. These creatures were called Figments. And they were very real.
When Deus was finally pulled into the world of Fantasia by his own lack of touch with reality, he fell. Like most humans that end up in Fantasia, he fell from the ceiling. As he fell, he could see a city below. It was not incredibly large, but it was larger than any town he had ever been taken to or heard of. It excited him. The excitement was short-lived, however, as Deus could not maneuver his body somewhere safe to land, and thus fell headfirst into the cobbled streets of Fantasia. He was immediately knocked unconscious.
After a few hours, he awoke. He instinctively moved his hand to his head, to feel a goose-egg that had been formed from the fall. It was then that he realized two things. First: He had just moved his arm for the first time in his life. Second: He had no earthly idea who he was. As time went on, he took on a job, began to work towards bettering the city of Fantasia, so on and so forth.
Bio: Deus is a Human, yes. But he fell into Fantasia. And like and human that falls into Fantasia, he immediately became an Imaginandi: A human who could manifest their own imaginations right before them. Unlike most true Imaginandi, though, he was the first, and he was also the only one to rightly lose his identity. As such, while displaying his abilities, the people of Fantasia began to call him "Deus," as he seemed a god-like figure to them. There are other Imaginandi like him, but they number fewer than twenty, and many of them are vile individuals, using their abilities for personal gain. These Imaginandi are colloquially known by the Figments of Fantasia as Daemons, while those who use their abilities to help others are known as Deis.
There exist other Imaginandi that number far greater than the Daemons and Deis, but they have either not retained the ability to manifest their imaginations, or they have simply gone mad in their ravings and can't even function as human beings. The former are called Imaginandi Impotens, while the latter are called Imaginandi Invalidum.
Notes: The portals that he travels through are passageways loosely linked to Fantasia, and as such work based on the user's imagination. Time passes far slower there than in the real world, so a century in reality can be a single day in Fantasia.
Imaginandi cannot die natural deaths. They need to be killed by something. They do not grow any older than their prime age.
Powerful enough, and disciplined Imaginandi are capable of passing between Fantasia and the Real World whenever they please.
His favorite weapon to materialize is a stylized Halberd
Last edited by Kilelicus; 07/21/2015, 03:47 AM. Name: Deus
Deus
Gender: Male
Age: >1000 Fantasian Years
Appearance:
Image
Race: Human/Imaginandi
Profession: Private Investigator / Defender of Fantasia / Imaginandi
Talents: Is able to create objects simply from his imagination, within certain limitations of power, size, and probability based on what universe he exists in. Is able to travel through portals of darkness to reach destinations. If he doesn't know where he's going, he can end up anywhere. (This is how he'll end up in Venturia)
Inventory: N/A
Personality: Deus, at first glance, has a rather rough exterior. Seeming almost emotionless at first. However, take a closer look and it's painfully obvious what kind of mood he's in. He has the most subtly predictable poker face in the world. To the indiscerning eye, his appearance of joviality may be taken as discontent. In all honesty, Deus is one of the most friendly Imaginandi that have ever existed, not that many of them exist in the first place.
History: Deus was once a young boy, living in 10th century Earth. A young boy that had been born a quadriplegic. He lived his life in isolation, except for the exposure he had to his family, whom could not bring themselves to take his life. He had all the time he could have ever wanted, but could only ever use it to rest. So he rested. And he dreamed. And dreamed. And dreamed. Eventually, his imagination took control of his life. He began to lose touch with reality. As this went on, Deus's existence drifted ever closer to the metaphysical world of Fantasia. In this world, all manner of otherworldly creatures existed. All of them born from the imaginations of men. These creatures were called Figments. And they were very real.
When Deus was finally pulled into the world of Fantasia by his own lack of touch with reality, he fell. Like most humans that end up in Fantasia, he fell from the ceiling. As he fell, he could see a city below. It was not incredibly large, but it was larger than any town he had ever been taken to or heard of. It excited him. The excitement was short-lived, however, as Deus could not maneuver his body somewhere safe to land, and thus fell headfirst into the cobbled streets of Fantasia. He was immediately knocked unconscious.
After a few hours, he awoke. He instinctively moved his hand to his head, to feel a goose-egg that had been formed from the fall. It was then that he realized two things. First: He had just moved his arm for the first time in his life. Second: He had no earthly idea who he was. As time went on, he took on a job, began to work towards bettering the city of Fantasia, so on and so forth.
Bio: Deus is a Human, yes. But he fell into Fantasia. And like and human that falls into Fantasia, he immediately became an Imaginandi: A human who could manifest their own imaginations right before them. Unlike most true Imaginandi, though, he was the first, and he was also the only one to rightly lose his identity. As such, while displaying his abilities, the people of Fantasia began to call him "Deus," as he seemed a god-like figure to them. There are other Imaginandi like him, but they number fewer than twenty, and many of them are vile individuals, using their abilities for personal gain. These Imaginandi are colloquially known by the Figments of Fantasia as Daemons, while those who use their abilities to help others are known as Deis.
There exist other Imaginandi that number far greater than the Daemons and Deis, but they have either not retained the ability to manifest their imaginations, or they have simply gone mad in their ravings and can't even function as human beings. The former are called Imaginandi Impotens, while the latter are called Imaginandi Invalidum.
Notes: The portals that he travels through are passageways loosely linked to Fantasia, and as such work based on the user's imagination. Time passes far slower there than in the real world, so a century in reality can be a single day in Fantasia.
Imaginandi cannot die natural deaths. They need to be killed by something. They do not grow any older than their prime age.
Powerful enough, and disciplined Imaginandi are capable of passing between Fantasia and the Real World whenever they please.
His favorite weapon to materialize is a stylized Halberd
Sometimes I feel like the only normal person here
"My Threshing has been Extra Princely Fresh"
"My Threshing has been Extra Princely Fresh"
Hazmer Baybee
07/21/2015, 01:40 PM #997
Already accounted for. I had Joe acknowledge it as giving Ignis a head start at the beginning.
07/21/2015, 04:56 PM #999
Didn't have a chance to look through it fully. I glanced at the end and didn't see anything about Venturia in it so I have no idea what he's for.
07/21/2015, 04:59 PM #1000
That's what I'm going to figure out. His ending up in Venturia is rather simple. He goes through a dark passageway, not knowing where it's to take him, and ends up in Venturia. I was thinking maybe involving him with the Nevaaras group.
Sometimes I feel like the only normal person here
"My Threshing has been Extra Princely Fresh"
"My Threshing has been Extra Princely Fresh"
Hazmer Baybee