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Beyond the loss and the hope of redemption.
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| Name: | October Bonder |
| Candidate at: | Undecided |
| Homeworld: | Avengaea, gift from Jkatkina |
| Species: | Beast-style six-limbed draconic Bonder daemon |
| Age: | Adult |
| Sex: | Male |
| Height: | Small; 9'1" at the shoulder |
| Color: | Shadow serpent |
| Feathers: | Grayed violet and black |
| Eyes: | Grayed violet |
| Residence: | Avengaean Nidus, apartment C333-- not that he's there often |
| Position: | Traveler, sometimes assassin, and general all-around bastard |
| Place of Birth: | Sanctuary, Avengaea |
| Personality: | October is, shall we say, not the most popular daemon in the Nidus-- or much of anywhere. He's not the nicest creature, to put it mildly, nor is he particularly empathetic, sympathetic, or understanding. Cruelty is one large streak in his personality, self-centeredness another, and curiosity-- a dangerous addition-- another. He has the capacity for gentleness, kindness, and compassion, he just chooses not to indulge in them; where had that gotten him, after all, but abandoned? Besides, they are, after all, not as interesting as causing trouble, bringing harm, and doing whatever he wants. One could excuse his attitude as the result of being rejected by his chosen bond, but since it was largely the reason his bond rejected him, to begin with, it is a pretty flimsy excuse. |
| History: | As a Bonder daemon, October, as expected,
bonded upon his hatching, to a young off-worlder woman of mixed humanoid
descent. However, that bonding lasted no more than three years, long
enough for him to grow up and start getting into trouble. Well, aware of
what his bonded's moral standing was, he tried, at first, to keep within
the bounds of moral for her, to keep her happy. Unfortunately, that
turned out to be very boring; it didn't take long for him to
start slipping those bounds, and before long he was quite contentedly
wreaking as much havoc as he could without his bond catching him. That,
obviously, didn't last very long, and when she found out, she repudiated
him and deliberately broke off their bond.
Since then, October has lived by himself in a dark little room in the Avengaean Nidus, a room he only rarely uses as he is usually out and about on his homeworld or on some other world. He still wreaks havoc, having started up a collection of bodies he's stolen and can shift into at will and built up quite a repertoire of magic he can steal and use, but it can be said to be mostly out of habit rather than true enjoyment. He takes odd jobs, mostly ones requiring killing or frightening someone, and does just enough work when he's at the Nidus to be able to keep his room. He doesn't know what became of his bond, and he is determined not to care, though every now and then he does catch himself wondering. |
| Abilities: | October's magic is just like any daemon's--
in theory. He can draw energy, whether magical or life force or even
psionic, out of another person, regardless of species of magical type,
and make it his own. Unlike many daemons, though, he can't transmute
that energy. For example, he can "eat" life energy to sustain
himself or absorb it to heal damage to himself or another, but he can't
use it for anything but that. Nor can he take magic of any
aligned type, such as elemental magic or magic of a particular talent,
and use it for anything else: necromantic magic, Fire magic, shadow
magic, illusion magic, all of it can only be used exactly how it is
aligned. As a result, he is generally careful what he steals if he
doesn't recognize it, but he is also very well-versed in various types
of magical practice.
For the most part, this is fairly standard for daemons, despite the lack of transmutation or blending abilities. What stands out as odd, however, is his ability to shape-shift. This is not a gift to change his form at will, but rather a gift to steal another's form and assume it as his own for a time, absorbing it and molding himself into it just as he would absorb magic. The spirit currently inhabiting the body, depending on its strength of will, can either repell the "attack"-- though this takes a lot will-power-- coexist in the back of October's mind for the duration of the daemon's occupancy, or, in the case of the weakest willed, be cut free from its body and either send on to whatever afterlife is waiting for it, or cursed to wander like a ghost. In the last case, October can keep the body for later use, if he so desires. He has been working on a collection. |
| Theme: | October Project - Sunday Morning, Yellow Sky |
Flights
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The Nexus: Myrror's Project |
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The Nexus: Xalia's Project |
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Pre-flight; Flight |
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Avengaea is the Creative Property of Jkatkina
Quote borrowed from October Project's "Sunday Morning, Yellow Sky"