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And the Hero Will Drown -Kingdom Hearts-

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« on: April 25, 2009, 07:18:03 pm »

Name: Risu

Sex: Male

Age: 43

Keyblade: When he gets it, it will be the Photon Debugger

Drive Forms: (leave this empty for now)

Appearance: Risu appears to be a young man with silver hair and green eyes. Heís extremely muscular but wiry, not bulky. He typically wears a jumpsuit with numerous pockets to hold his equipment when heís working. He had black goggles that he wears while working, and other times he keeps pushed up onto his forehead.

Personality: Risu is not a terribly pleasant person. He is cold and analytical, and prizes logic above all else. He has an explosive temper that he has no choice but to control carefully, and is very frustrated as a result. He works out a great deal of hostile energy through exercise. He can, however, be a very loyal friend to those who earn his friendship.

Personal History: Risu comes from a hyper-advanced set of worlds. He was born into a manual labor caste family and was assigned that role as a child. Determined to break out of that caste, he self-taught himself how to be a technician and was accepted to the Demirene caste. Unfortunately, he has failed many citizen wellness tests due to his temper and negativity, putting a halt to any advancement and causing social problems for him. Essentially, he is very alienated from his own society and hates his place in it.

Significant Other: None

Education: Self-taught

Occupation: Demirene Technician, class 3

Morality: Risu is conditioned to act in a socially acceptable fashion. This isnít possible for him to go against, but even if he could he wouldnít kill the innocent. However, he has no compunctions about lying and manipulating to get what he wants. Of course, due to the conditioning that is often the only thing he can do.

Interests/Hobbies: Cooking

Habits: Risu is extremely logical and methodical in everything he does. Heís definitely the kind of person to measure before he cuts.

Likes: Cats

Dislikes: Dogs

Fears/Phobias: Itís not exactly a fear or phobia, but Risu is conditioned to act in a socially acceptable fashion. He literally cannot strike out at someone. He can defend himself, but thatís all. If he tries to do something else socially unacceptable or even thinks about it too hard, his AI system can induce nausea, cramps and diarrhea. This is a purely physical reaction but it is a very effective deterrent.

Talents: Risu is a machine telepath who can fix any machine regardless of technical level. Heís also good at driving and using machines.

Goals in Life: To remove his conditioning. Failing that, to be his own boss. Failing thatÖ to have good food, a good place to live and some friends. Preferably at least one of the intimate variety.

Motivation: Same as goals

Three Wishes: To remove his conditioning, be his own boss and find someone to care for.

Misc.: Risu has nanite systems that heal injuries almost instantly. And the feeling of pain along with flesh mending is pleasant to him. The nanites are also why he still appears young. His people can live for hundreds of years, although they rarely do.

Intro Post:

Risu frowned as he stepped out of the lift. It had been a long shift, and he was tired, but there was still one task remaining.

He carefully suited up in a padded suit of armor, and checked all the clamps meticulously before putting on his helmet. It clamped into place easily, and the HUD display lit up. Normally, he didnít need all this, but today was an exception.

The walkway he needed to reach was exposed to the unstable elements of the void of strife. Risu paused as he walked on the thin, flexible steel and began setting up his lifeline. He did that with the same meticulous care he had given his armor. The last thing he wanted was to fall in the void.

He worked and lived at a way station. It sat over a maelstrom that was not real enough to be a world, but not unreal enough to part of the darkness. No one had really explained how it could exist, but the general theory was that it was a matter sink. That somehow, pieces of worlds occasionally broke off and needed to be recycled, and this was the place.

Whatever the truth was, though, didnít really matter. In this place that straddled the line between real and unreal, his people mined the volatile elements that could be smelted and alloyed into the fabric of their ships. Those ships could punch through the barriers between worlds, although at ruinous energy expense. So this place also served as a way station to recharge those ships before they continued their journeys. Risu glanced down at the docking centre, and saw it was full. Things had been busy lately, for some reason, although it was a fair bet that at least half of the ships were carrying Ďfillerí goods. If you wanted to take items from one world to another, the exact mass of what you took needed to be replaced or instability was generated. So much of the traffic was simply replacing more valuable commodities.

Risu turned his gaze away and began repairing the sensor array. It had been damaged just yesterday. Not surprising, even with the force fields they used to keep everything functioning. Several agitating agents were watching him slyly in the distance. They livedÖ no, they existed here. Strange creatures of darkness, Risu had heard that worlds with a more poetic flair for words referred to them as Heartless. But naturally, given that it was poetic and creative, the word had been banned from acceptable speech patterns.

Risu didnít fear them, but he didnít underestimate them either. He had never seen it, but had heard stories of what they could do and didnít doubt them in the least. Fiction was outlawed in his world, which had the upside of ensuring that painted with blood was not an exaggeration.

Risu suddenly stopped working, and glanced around. There was something watching him, something beyond the agitating agents. He turned slowly in a circle. His instincts were based in his telepathic ability, and while it was more oriented towards machines than people, he trusted those instincts completely.

Still, the figure in a black robe came as a shock. It was standing directly behind him, blocking his way back to the rest of the station, and Risu tensed.

My, this is a strange place you have here. The black robe seemed to be breaking up around the edges, and Risu wasnít surprised. The maelstrom below him exerted an inexortable pull on all matter that wasnít somehow protected. I need you, but I really donít have time to explain. Sorry. Risu blinked, then started forward as the dark figure swung a blade at the walkway.

It should have been ridiculous. NoÖ sword could penetrate the future alloys the walkway was made from. It required special tools to even shape. But his instincts screamed a warning and Risu obeyed, trying to vault past the figure.

But he was too late, too slow, and the walkway shattered like broken crystal beneath the blow. The sensor array and helpless technician floated off into the void, then down towards the maelstrom. The agitating agents darted around, confused, seemingly unable to find him.

ďRisu! Whatís going on? All the sensors just went mad! Are you-ď Risu shut off his earbug. He didnít want to listen to idiocy for the last moments of his life. Although he did idly wonder how his supervisor would explain the loss of the sensor array. It was vastly more expensive to replace than a mere technician.

Then everything went black.
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