Artemis

[Artemis]

``Artemiseikhaïphraeï~

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dragon Artemis

yo, Maddy here.
i came here from here
and i joined because there weren't any other Doctor Who rpfs anywhere that I could work
i've circled the sun seventeen times and about six of them have been spent roleplaying
if you ever need me you can contact me by looking at the Admin account, my info is all there[/right]
``hello sweetie~
birth name~ Artemiseikhaïphraeï
nicknames~ Artemis, Iphraeï
age && date of birth~ 58, 21 December
gender~ male
species~ Ysthié (IHS-thee-ay)

The Ysthié (singular: Ysthi) are a symbiotic species that live closely with the other residents of Cai'aran, the Aetulen. The Aetulen are generally humanoid, and would be indistinguishable from regular humans if it weren't for their catlike eyes. The Ysthié live bonded to their Aetulen hosts from the age of ten, and since both the Ysthié and the Aetulen's life expectancies are about four hundred years, they can live bonded to one host for their entire life. Ysthié stay bonded to their host by turning two-dimensional and riding their host's skin. While doing this, they can share thoughts with their host and even use their two-dimensional form to "look over" walls. However, an Ysthi can only survive for nine hours off their host's body after their first bonding before they go two-dimensional and fade away into nothing. Because of their strong bond with the Aetulen, the Ysthié can even utilize a form of shape shifting, but can only shift into a general humanoid form to match that of their host.

sexuality~ currently asexual
occupation~ poet-warrior XD
face claim~ Charlie McDonnell
canon / original~ original =D

``imaginary friends~
hair color~ red
eye color~ blue-green
height~ 5'11" (180 cm) or 3'7" (109 cm) at the shoulder
weight~ 145 lbs (65 kg) or 98 lbs (44 kg)
distinctive features~ he's a dragon, and when attached to his host, he looks like a full body dragon tattoo
general appearance~

In his dragon form, Artemis is about 10 feet (3 meters) in length from snout to the tip of his tail. His scales are a dark red, though his belly scales have more of a silver-ivory sheen to them. His horns are also this silver-ivory color as they curve around from their position on the back of his head to point forward. His eyes are a bright blue-green and they sparkle like jewels. His wings are feathered, and are a pale silver. His wingspan is about 15 feet (4.5 meters) when fully outstretched. His wings fold like a bird's and lay flat on his back, out of the way.

In his human(oid) form, his hair is the same red that his scales are, and his eyes are the same blue-green. He looks to be about nineteen or twenty. He usually goes for comfort over style, and one of his favorite combinations is a t-shirt and a pair of worn out jeans. He pretty much looks like any other human, though his mannerisms are entirely weird.

``brilliance~
likes~

• flying
  
• having fun
  
• poetry
  
• technology
  
• keeping his host safe

dislikes~ at least five

• crashing
  
• his host hurt
  
• hurting people
  
• people who hurt other people
  
• having to repeat himself

habits~ at least three

• composing poems to remember important things
  
• fiddling with things
  
• jumps into things without thinking

weaknesses~ at least three

• the nine hour limit
  
• can't live on his own
  
• impulsive

strengths~ at least three

• trained warrior
  
• is a dragon =D
  
• utilizes the element of surprise

goals~

• to keep his host safe
  
• to travel the stars and see everything he possibly can

secrets~

• he's not human, etc.
  
• shape shifting ability

overall personality~

Because of the nature of his existence, Artemis has resigned himself to being a servant, or at best, a companion, never the master. Even so, what he really longs to be is a good friend that would always be there when his host needs him. He's insanely dedicated to his host, and always puts his host's safety and decisions above his own, unless they conflict. He really isn't one to dwell on the things that could have been or the things that never were. Instead, he'll think of things that could be, given the right circumstances, and what he'd like things to be. In this way, he's mostly an optimist, and would rather look for the silver lining than dwell on the darkness of the cloud.

Though he wants to be his host's friend, rather than servant or simple companion, he doesn't really think anything of his own life. When it comes to any sort of danger to himself, the ends justify the means, especially if it concerns keeping his host safe. He tends to be harsh on himself when he does something wrong, and won't be as harsh on someone else for doing the same thing. He has quite a bit of trouble using the English language, as Ysthen doesn't have the same grammar and spelling rules and contradictions. He also doesn't understand the concept of idioms very well, and tends to butcher them quite frequently.

``fixed points~
home planet~ Cai'aran
current planet~ Earth
parents~ Rairanaserkhan and Celynolaikha
siblings~ none
pets~ none
other relatives~ Aephir, his host
history~

Artemis had a normal childhood -- well, as normal a childhood there could possibly be when your world was at war. The war was between the bonded Ysthi and Aetulen, and a race known as the Xanae. They stole the life forces of the Ysthi-Aetulen pairs, killing them slowly and painfully. Artemis' parents and their hosts were killed early on in the war, when Artemis was only about two. As a result, the other Ysthi and Aetulen treated him with pity. It only served to make him stronger, as he felt that he needed to prove to them that he didn't need their condolences and he was fine on his own. He worked harder at his warrior training than any of the other potential Ysthi symbionts, and was chosen to bond with one of the most promising young Aetulen warriors.

Artemis was bonded with Aephir, and the pair were then put through rigorous testing to see if they were ready for the war against the Xanae. Eventually, it was judged that they were, and off they went into the vast reaches of space to the ravaged planet of Xana. Aephir and Artemis fought as hard as they possibly could, but their war campaign was cut short when Aephir was grievously wounded and had to come home. By that time, though, the war with the Xanae was almost over, and he and Artemis had spent almost twenty years of their lives fighting. When Aephir recovered, the war was officially over, and the Xanae had been crushed.

Having spent that twenty years fighting, they didn't want to have to fight ever again. It had even turned out that both of them had a form of post-traumatic stress disorder, Aephir moreso than Artemis. The Aetulen nearly had his leg amputated on the battlefield, and Artemis had just barely saved it by going partially three-dimensional on his skin so the blade would glance off his scales. Even so, it hurt both of them quite a bit. Aephir still has a scar there, even ten years later.

When the Ysthié and Aetulen were attacked by another hostile race, Aephir and Artemis left Cai'aran in the ship that Artemis had built himself. He'd incorporated all of the newest Ysthi-Aetulen technology, and things went great. They traveled among the stars, just the two of them, seeing everything there was to see. They never took part in any wars, they never contacted the local people, and they never stayed too long in one place. They were forever wandering, and they're still wandering now. Even they don't know where they're going to end up next.

``geronimo~
rp sample~

From The Art of Deduction, where I play Elliot Sage.

The city of London was busy as always, people rushing by to get to wherever it was that they were going. There was no reason for it, no purpose. There was no purpose in anything anymore. How could there be, when people murdered one another for scraps of metal and paper? How could there be, when governments declared war and sent their citizens to fight for their cause, only to have them come home in boxes? How could this world that people have created have any purpose, other than to suffer in misery and regret?

There could be no purpose. There was no light at the end of the tunnel. The tunnel was dark all the way through, no end in sight. As a matter of fact, there was no end at all. Death met one halfway through and took the life of the man struggling to make a mark on the world, adding his body to the growing pile of rotting flesh behind him. Sometimes Death picked people up from the middle of their lives, giving them some sort of illness or bad luck. But that was the way life was. There was a million ways that one could die in this world, and every day, we face so many of them. But the human race survived, like they always have. Death was inevitable, but those who didn't fear it were able to live their life without this shadow over their head.

Such went the inner musings of a certain Elliot Sage as he stood beneath the London Eye, watching its revolutions as if it was bursts of fireworks. His black leather jacket rested upon his shoulders, unbuttoned and untied, spread aside at the bottom so Eli's hands could shove themselves into the pockets of his gray jeans. White trainers poked out from under the long jeans, having long since turned gray from the dirt and dust. A nice, button up pale blue shirt was exposed under the jacket, not leaving much of his physique to the imagination.

He was allowing himself a break from his plotting and setting up for his plans and things. What better place to go to relax than such a crowded place? Yeah, it wasn't the best idea, but he was in the area, so why not stop by? There was more of a chance of meeting someone interesting here, though so far, nobody had even so much as caught his eye. Everyone here was a simpleminded fool. At least, as far as he could tell. Hopefully someone would come out of the woodwork, so to speak, and be at least remotely interesting. Otherwise, he was in for a boring day. A very boring day. And Eli hated boring days.

anything else~ >.> <.< TEAM COOLLIKE! XD

[Administrator]

``accepted~

Well done! Artemis really sounds like an interesting character! Have fun!