Post by VERON on Sept 3, 2011 23:09:46 GMT 9.5
VERON !
[/center]VERON is joining us from PRAXIS, HOLLOW EARTH. This 28 year old is going to celebrate his next birthday on 3rd May (4th Earth Cycle). He's usually very DEVIOUS | INDEPENDANT | ARROGANT and is really quite good at creating weapons
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Welcome to TERRA SANCTUM.
full name: VERON
celeb face: Sam Worthington
gender: Male
species: Abnormal - Herusan
ability/abnormality: Herusans appear human, but with certain feline features, like vertical slit-pupiled eyes and cat-like strength and agility. The males, also possess a lion-like roar.
occupation: Praxian Weapon-smith
age: 28 years old (Human Years)
secrets: Almost cost his father, his job, when he set off mechanical spiders in the weapon’s lab | He was one half of a pair of twins, yet his twin died during childbirth | He has always wondered what it would be like to murder someone | Rode a Basilisk bare-back, when it was sleeping. He ended up with a broken collor-bone.
likes: Causing trouble | Being by himself | Creating new laser-based weapons | Eating Fireberries | Using all kinds of technology | Basilisks
dislikes: Medical technobabble | The intense heat of the larva pit | Other people | Blunt metal weapons | Outlanders
strengths: Independence | His creative flair | His sharp-tongue
weaknesses: His selfishness | His parents trying to keep him grounded | The Praxian Government
personality:The first thing you will discover about Veron, is his quiet yet devious nature. He never really got along with those his own age, because he found it hard to be social among them. So, he usually tries to keep to himself most of the time. He has been seen as a follower, not a leader, simply because he is incapable in making any real decisions. He tends to go with his gut instinct, without any real thought, and this has gotten him into trouble in more ways than one. His menace nature, allows him to be himself, and be free to do whatever he pleases.
Though he is reckless, and intelligent, some may see him as slightly dangerous. Being a weapon-smith, he is quite skilled in weapon wielding, and has a thing for bladed energy weapons. He is devious, and selfish, and would always put himself before others. Purely because he finds it hard to trust anyone, or even get along with them. He can be arrogant on most days, yet his dry wit is something to be saught after.
He despises the thought of teamwork, and simply being relied on. Yet deep down, he wishes to find someone like him, that could understand him for the man he is. He yearns for something more in life, and given the recent destruction of Praxis, he might just get the adventure he has been seeking.
history:Veron was born in the heart of Praxis, to parents Ankin and Lori, in Hollow Earth. He was a twin, however due to complications in the childbirth, his soon-to-be brother died in the process. He grew up in quite an industrial environment. His father was a Praxian weapon-smith, and spent a lot of time with him in the smelting pits. His mother was a nurse, and worked long hours at the city medical centre. Being an only child, he was with his father for most of his youth, and even had a hand in helping him around his workplace. By the age of 9, he started making simple weapons, such as needle-point lasers, and even energy-powered slingshots. He did grow up as a bit of a menace, and almost got his father fired a few times on the job. He couldn’t help it. It was his way of keeping himself occupied.
Veron spent the next 20 or so years working alongside his father, to help the family keep their head above water for money reasons. Earning money around Praxis was a difficult feat, and despite the long hours stuck in hot lava pits, bringing home enough money was a difficult thing to do. But like his father, he was hard-working and did what he could to help provide for his small family.
Though, things had turned for the worse. His mother fell ill, and therefore was unable to provide for them. But that wasn’t all of their problems. Every now and again, the city folk would talk of small energy surges, and fluctuations in the EM field around the city. Being stuck in the mines for most of the day, he was unaware of this. But things were getting worse, and the energy surges were becoming a regular event….
And then there was an explosion which shook the city to its core.
The explosion rattled the fake sky, and caused the elegant and powerful Praxian buildings to crumble. Veron felt it from the lava pits, almost trapping him in a fiery prison. But as the explosion rocked the ground, it allowed for unstabled passageways to open up. Since the main route to the city became blocked, he only choice was to escape through the tunnels, along with several of his colleagues.
As it seems, they were not the only group of people to escape the ruins of Praxis. Thousands and thousands of Hollow Earth residents spilled out onto the Earth’s surface, and yet from what he could see, his parents were no-where to be found.
Having no-where else to go, he followed his fellow residents as they were slowly being rounded up by the humans, and placed into camps. His stay did not seem to last long, and slowly, his fellow Herusans, most notably Thelo, began an uproar. Claiming they were prisoners. Honestly, Veron did not know what to think of the situation. He originally saw it as a haven, and a safe-house. But his fellow Harusans had other ideas.
Eventually, Thelo took told of the situation and gained control of the camp. Seeing this as an opportunity, he escaped the camp, in search for answers.
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hello! my name is MICHELLE! and i'm excited to be here. i've been roleplaying for about 7-8 years now. other characters on this site that belong to me are HELEN MAGNUS. my time zone is UTC+0930. and that's all you need to know about me! oh, and this is what an average post for me looks like:
Seconds ticked away on the elegant white and gold mantle-piece clock, as a cool draft wafted over the stacks of papers piled heavily on Doctor Helen Magnus’ desk.
Since the Abnormal immigrants from Hollow Earth, and the uprising of those contained in Abnormal camps around the world, time was indeed precious and Helen had her hands full. Reports from Sanctuaries all over the world indicated mass energy spikes, in areas where the Abnormal’s were breaking free. The situation was getting more difficult to contain, with every desperate moment. There was only so much the great Helen Magnus could do.
And then there was the problem with Adam. No reports have been seen to indicate his location. These days, he seemed to be anywhere and everywhere. Who knew what the deranged man had up his sleeve? Due to his daft mishap, thousands of Abnormals were now spilling onto the Earth’s surface, in search of a home after Hollow Earth was destroyed. It was simply madness. And now Helen and the Heads of the other Sanctuaries needed to clean up his mess. They simply didn’t know where to begin. Chaos was sprouting everywhere, and with creatures taking a stand, they could no longer be contained.
Emails and energy field reports were flooding into the network like a flash flood. There were times when she could barely keep up. With Will, Kate and Biggie trying desperately to physically contain the creatures, and Henry keeping tabs on the Abnormals making their appearance, it didn’t leave Helen with a lot. Nikola was off, God knows where. Honestly, the man would be here one day, and gone the next. Without notice. John…Well, who knew what lurked in the man’s soul these days?
Helen reached for her tea cup, and bought the white ceramic glass to her lips and took a sip. The tea was cold. What would have been her fifth cup within the start of the morning, she realise she needed more than tea to calm the nerves. Although the sweet, vanilla scent wafted through her nostrils, even an object as simple as English tea could not keep her focused. Her azure eyes blinked several times, as she carefully placed the cup back on its dish. She needed to try and resolve this issue, and fast. Hopefully given all the reports she was being sent, that she could somehow locate those innocent people who were finally corrupted by the pure, and raw energy creatures, so called as Elementals. A group of people all over the world who had accidentally fallen victim to the destructive forced of these raw elements. Much like John had been, moments before he went on a murderous rampage.
But there were so many things going on at once. She needed to keep track of the Abnormal movements, and find ways to keep them contain. Attempt to find Adam Worth, and stop his final plans coming into play. Locate the new Elementals, who have been spread out all over the world. Make sure her staff are safe, or at least alive. Make contact with Ranna, if by any chance she is alive. Or even trying to find the location of her father. So many thoughts were running through her brilliant mind, but she could only try her upmost best to keep the situations under control.
Taking in a steady, deep breath, she began to reply to the new flood of emails. This would not be easily resolved, much to her dismay.
Since the Abnormal immigrants from Hollow Earth, and the uprising of those contained in Abnormal camps around the world, time was indeed precious and Helen had her hands full. Reports from Sanctuaries all over the world indicated mass energy spikes, in areas where the Abnormal’s were breaking free. The situation was getting more difficult to contain, with every desperate moment. There was only so much the great Helen Magnus could do.
And then there was the problem with Adam. No reports have been seen to indicate his location. These days, he seemed to be anywhere and everywhere. Who knew what the deranged man had up his sleeve? Due to his daft mishap, thousands of Abnormals were now spilling onto the Earth’s surface, in search of a home after Hollow Earth was destroyed. It was simply madness. And now Helen and the Heads of the other Sanctuaries needed to clean up his mess. They simply didn’t know where to begin. Chaos was sprouting everywhere, and with creatures taking a stand, they could no longer be contained.
Emails and energy field reports were flooding into the network like a flash flood. There were times when she could barely keep up. With Will, Kate and Biggie trying desperately to physically contain the creatures, and Henry keeping tabs on the Abnormals making their appearance, it didn’t leave Helen with a lot. Nikola was off, God knows where. Honestly, the man would be here one day, and gone the next. Without notice. John…Well, who knew what lurked in the man’s soul these days?
Helen reached for her tea cup, and bought the white ceramic glass to her lips and took a sip. The tea was cold. What would have been her fifth cup within the start of the morning, she realise she needed more than tea to calm the nerves. Although the sweet, vanilla scent wafted through her nostrils, even an object as simple as English tea could not keep her focused. Her azure eyes blinked several times, as she carefully placed the cup back on its dish. She needed to try and resolve this issue, and fast. Hopefully given all the reports she was being sent, that she could somehow locate those innocent people who were finally corrupted by the pure, and raw energy creatures, so called as Elementals. A group of people all over the world who had accidentally fallen victim to the destructive forced of these raw elements. Much like John had been, moments before he went on a murderous rampage.
But there were so many things going on at once. She needed to keep track of the Abnormal movements, and find ways to keep them contain. Attempt to find Adam Worth, and stop his final plans coming into play. Locate the new Elementals, who have been spread out all over the world. Make sure her staff are safe, or at least alive. Make contact with Ranna, if by any chance she is alive. Or even trying to find the location of her father. So many thoughts were running through her brilliant mind, but she could only try her upmost best to keep the situations under control.
Taking in a steady, deep breath, she began to reply to the new flood of emails. This would not be easily resolved, much to her dismay.
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