Animus Application
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Player Information
Name: Ten
Personal Journal: I still lack.
Age: Still adult!
Contact Info: h.ages on AIM, TenAges on plurk
Other Characters Played: Just Xemnas.
Character Information
Character Name: Lorelei
Character Series: Tales of the Abyss
Character Age: Lorelei is ageless. He appears to be somewhere between 25 and 30.
Character Gender: Male. More or less.
Alternate Universe
Canon Point: Not long after Van's first defeat and summary plunge into the Core.
Background Link: http://aselia.wikia.com/wiki/Lorelei Canon can be found here.
AU Background:
Long ago, the people of Auldrant discovered fonons and their power, six (eventually seven) different elements that, should they gather enough in one location, could gain sentience and a will of their own. Called Aggregate Sentiences and named by the people, these beings were almost immediately fought over by the nations of the world, which struggled to gain the favor of the Aggregates and thus their power. It was almost impossible to catch one and force it to obey, but easy to curry favor and promises. Great wars ravaged the world, the most terrible battles fought where the Aggregates themselves were summoned onto the battlefield, their fonic natures formed into physical shape by which to aid or harm as per their whims and alliances. It was during this time that some of the great rivalries of the Aggregates developed; no more vicious a fight could be had than when Rem and Shadow were called to the field at the same time, or Undine and Efreet.
Time and attrition settled these bloody battles into a stable balance for centuries, each Aggregate countered and balanced by another and likewise their favored nations, until Professor Southern Cross discovered evidence of a seventh fonon in the outer edges of the fonic belt. The discovery of a seventh set the nations to war again in the struggle to control this new power, especially when it was discovered that the seventh fonon could read the planet's future. Throughout the Fonic War, the Aggregate Sentience of the new fonon never manifested.
Until Yulia Jue, a young woman naturally skilled with this new fonon, appeared. It was only to her that the Aggregate of the Seventh Fonon chose to appear, and forged a pact not with nations and countries but a single young girl. It was given a name - Lorelei. Through the power Lorelei possessed, Yulia set out to save the world from its own wars and the miasmic poison they unleashed ... and hunt down and seal one by one the physical manifestations of the other Aggregates so they might never manifest as tangible beings on Auldrant again and ravage the world with their rivalries. To Yulia was given the Score, the Song that spanned thousands of years in prophecy, detailing everything up to its eventual, inevitable destruction. Such was the will of humanity, that both Yulia and Lorelei hoped that one day this foretelling would be averted. To stabilize the planetary Core, Lorelei settled at the center of the world, to keep the Planetary Storm active and producing and absorbing fonons as it should be.
Over two thousand years would pass before Luke fon Fabre would be born, the impossible perfect isofon to Lorelei. From its place in the core, Lorelei could do very little to influence events as they unfolded, from the destruction of Hod to the kidnapping of the young Luke and his subsequent replication. That this replica was also a perfect isofon delighted Lorelei, allowing it a tentative connection to the surface world. Though speaking to its isofons seemed to induce pain, for reasons Lorelei didn't understand, it was pleased to be certain that its isofons possessed the same power it did over the seventh fonon. The struggles they went through on the surface were beyond Lorelei to influence or control, and it didn't much wish to anyway. The Score was the future it saw, and there were few other options. If they went awry of their own will, then so be it.
This only changed, suddenly and radically, when the defeat of Vandesdelca Musto Fende sent him falling into the Core. As a descendent of Yulia, Van had the power to call on the pact Lorelei forged with his ancestor, and the Aggregate was compelled to respond. Only to be absorbed and chained within the Dorian General as part of a greater scheme to outright destroy the Seventh Fonon and with it presumably the Score. It reached out to its isofons in panic, and sent them the keys to setting it free of its new and unwelcome prison.
But the Key of Lorelei didn't simply seal Lorelei away. It kept the other Aggregates from manifesting as well. As Lorelei sought its freedom desperately, the other Aggregates carefully wound their own power into the world, to try to aid the young heros in this goal. After all, if Lorelei were freed ... so too would they be free.
... Arriving at the Tower at this very point finds Lorelei trapped in one of two physical forms the Seventh Fonon is capable of manifesting as, both masculine: a human shape not at all unlike that of its isofons, and that of a cheagle, a small and almost harmless little creature fondly loved by Yulia.
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As upon arrival Lorelei will have a physical gender, from here on out I will refer to it as 'he'.
Personality:
In spite of more or less being what happens when you squish a bunch of seventh fonons together, Lorelei can be very easily typified as 'the boy next door'. He's a determinedly nice being, unfailingly polite and considerate when dealing with both strangers and those he is familiar with. A true believer in the old adage 'laughter is the best medicine', he favors trying to lead people to happier moods and thoughts. He's usually a very agreeable person - that is, until he's opposed - and then he can get very stubborn and impatient. If he feels something is wrong, he'll point it out come hell or high water, gently if the situation calls for it, cuttingly when needed. He feels that debts have to be kept paid, and even in a social sense he doesn't like to feel he owes anyone. This may be because he's unsure of himself and wants to do the right thing, but it also might be from his instinctual love of freedom, of not being bound in any way to anyone unless he wishes to be. He sold his freedom once, he's not inclined to lose it again so soon.
He's understanding and adaptable, with practiced determination and clear practicality that comes from countless years' learning and effort, allowing him an easy-going nature possessed of a stability and tenacity of will not often found in those typicalized as flighty. He can be startled, shocked, alarmed and otherwise completely blindsided, but it's adapted to instead of panicking. He has a simple and efficient way of getting things done, even if they seem backwards or completely wrong from the get-go; somehow, it usually works out. Fearlessness is a common trait he shares with his isofons, but he's managed to retain his common sense as well, and knows when to let something be or retreat when fighting further will do no good. In this, others might consider him a coward or afraid, and such taunts will go unanswered; he has nothing to prove to anyone but himself, and has all the calm assurance of someone who knows their limits and what they can and cannot do. In this, his experience is far more telling than youthful features and happy nature; he's far older than he seems, and has seen and hunted things people see only in their darkest nightmares. And locked them up. For this, he's forgiving to a fault, willing to forgive anyone for anything so long as their remorse is genuine; no matter who they are, no matter what they did, so long as there are dreams there is hope, and he will continue to try to encourage it.
Lorelei spends very little of his time actually fighting, however. He's found prevention is the best method of keeping trouble away, and prefers to avoid direct conflict. He'd witnessed the terrible destruction the other Aggregates were capable of, after all, and knows his power in sheer disaster could far outstrip their own; whereas Efreet might leave only ash in his wake, Lorelei knows nothing at all remains when hyperresonance is used. But he can, and will, dig in his heels if pushed too far. That sweet nature does have its limits, and when Lorelei finally turns and fights, his wrath can be a terrible thing to behold. He won't kill willingly, and will do almost anything in his power to avoid it, but if he must he will, to defend himself, those he cares about, those he gives his loyalty to by way of pact. And once he gives his loyalty, it's almost impossible to get him to renounce it. So determinedly faithful is he that once he's made that decision, almost any wrongdoing simply won't be believed. Those he trusts surely aren't actually capable of whatever deed had been committed.. even if he sees it for himself. Lorelei can be in spite of his generally sunny personality a bit short tempered and very easily given to frustration; any delay in the results he wants simply isn't acceptable whether he can do anything about it or not. Likewise, he possesses some issues with impulsiveness; decisions are made on the spur of the moment and without much thought or consideration to their consequences. Thankfully his decisions often seem to be the right ones, but when they're not things tend to go spectacularly badly.
He has no true hobbies of his own, though endless, insatiable curiosity lends him the habits of a small child when coming upon something not experienced. A new thing or experience is to be touched, played with, studied, played with more, and if found good, offered to others; there are few lengths he won't go to soothe his infinite curiosity. This also gives him a somewhat lamentable leaning towards kleptomania, and if something interests him, he sees nothing particularly wrong with walking off with it. Even this is a game to him, and if caught will cheerfully return the purloined item in the hopes for a better challenge in the future. His experience with being a tangible creature means he really has few tastes by way of food or drink, though he has an inclination towards sweet and has serious issues with incredibly spicy things but not the ability to actually leave them alone. He has an unnatural (or well perfectly natural) knack with music of all kinds, is fond of any sound at all, loathes outright silence, and will go out of his way to make sure there's noise when there should otherwise be silence, through some means.
Abilities:
Lorelei is the Aggregate Sentience of the Seventh Fonon. As such he has perfect, complete mastery of the fonon and all its abilities. He can heal wounds from minor to lethal, put people to sleep, or even outright obliterate entire cities through the destructive power of Hyperresonance ... and rebuild them afterwards with that same power. The seventh fonon is the fonon of prophecy, allowing him as the planet's memory fortell its future. He possesses three forms, the cloud of fonons he has spent most of his existence in, a human shape that resembles his isofons almost perfectly, and that of a vibrantly red cheagle. He is the genesis of seventh fonons; all that are destroyed he can replace.
And then the Tower happened.
Torn from Auldrant and the vast pool of seventh fonons there, Lorelei is severely hampered by way of power, only possessing what he arrived with. He can still generate fonons, but not nearly as many or as fast. Using the power of hyperresonance to create or destroy uses these fonons and disperses them; should he push his power beyond what he is currently capable of, the only fuel he possesses will be his own body, killing him almost instantly to complete the hyperresonance. He could completely vaporize a monster or create one the same, a few times a week, but more than that exhausts him. He can't create food or water, the glamour doesn't allow it. Attempting to create weapons this way is also profoundly and unusually exhausting. Likewise his healing isn't as powerful as it used to be; he can stabilize a dying person, heal moderate to severe wounds but anything more leaves him severely weakened - and lethal injury may well require him to sacrifice himself to mend.
As he is Auldrant's memory, his power over prophecy is entirely absent; neither he nor the planet remembers the Tower, and thus its future is a mystery. For him to be able to reliably predict the future again he would need an individual from his precise reality.. or his original world.
He can no longer swap between all three of his natural states, trapped instead in the two that are physical. He can become either human or cheagle as he wishes, a simple matter of rearanging his own fonons into new configurations, but his most natural state is now beyond him.
Lorelei is connected on the fonic level to all of his isofons; so long as they possess the same fonic frequency as him, he can contact them through their fon slots in what seems to be telepathy, or in extremes even control their actions (with ooc permission).
Sample Entry:
Lorelei really would have preferred it if his first real opportunity to explore a world didn't come at the price of being trapped in a physical form. Flying would make all of this so much easier. And clothing wouldn't get in the way. He understood why clothing was a necessity, after all humans seemed to have this huge shame complex about showing off their bodies, but that didn't mean he much LIKED trying to climb a mountain while the hems of his jacket kept getting underfoot or a passing branch snags his scarf. They were his, and he wasn't about to take them off and leave them behind, but it was intensely frustrating. Thankfully no-one is around to see his scarf snag on yet another grasping plant and then get subjected to a violent end once he jerks it free; only a small empty divot in the crumbly ground is left where grasping branches had once been.
Onward and upward.
Really, Lorelei could have taken the stairs. He really could have. But he'd thought he'd spotted someone else heading this way and so off he'd gone, and then when he hadn't found anyone getting to the next floor seemed like a good idea, and the best way at the moment seemed to be hauling straight up the mountain.
Three rockslides and a small avalanche of debris later and he's really begun to question whether this is actually a good idea or not. But stubborn persistence means he's not turning around either, determinedly scrambling his way up a mountain that seemed determined to bury him in rubble. Besides, sooner or later he'd reach the top and the view should be absolutely spectacular and totally worth all this effort. He hoped. Clinging to that hope was something to do at least, beyond fight the wind, blazing hot sun and equally blistering stone as if Sylph, Rem and Gnome had a personal vendetta against him for helping lock them up countless centuries ago.
Actually now that he thought about it, taking refuge behind a boulder as more shale split and slid apart, cascading down the mountain in a shower of rock and dirt, that would actually explain his situation really, really well.