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« on: July 21, 2012, 08:11:38 pm »
Ykan sat on the floor outside the ship captain's quarters waiting for his friend to come back and hoping that he would be in a good mood when he did. Ari might be a teensy bit mad that the spirit let the adorable little teen on the ship and now wanted to take him along with them...
But well, Vin was so cute! Hopefully the captain would understand that.
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« on: July 03, 2012, 02:45:18 pm »
Ykan was more than happy to have 'shore leave' on the Cancer... there was very little eye candy for him on the Sassy Juice... not to say the crew wasn't attractive, they just didn't fit into the spirit's particular tastes... not that it stopped him from fooling around with some of them. Still there was nothing quite like teenagers~
Cute little pretty things with their whole lives a head of them... thinking they're invincible when they know so very little of the world... so innocent, even the corrupted ones. There were always corrupted ones on the Cancer... some would try to steal from Ykan, others hinted at naughty things... but only wanted money for it. Money they could have, but the blue haired man had some standards... if they weren't actually into it he wouldn't make a move... but they were so nice to look at. He had wandered around the station for a while, gotten a few drinks in him and a bit of cheap food and then got bored for the night.
A yawn escaped him as he made his way back to the docking bay for the night. There was little point in renting a room if he had no one to share it with... it would be better to just sleep on the Sassy Juice like normal. He wondered for a moment if Ari was getting his freak on... or recruiting. Or both.
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« on: June 30, 2012, 05:52:25 pm »
 (The one with the blue hair, official artwork from Wand of Fortune visual novel, not mine) __________________QUICK STATSNameYkan (Ee-con) Nabhendu (originally Amalendu Somadev) AgeUnknown but appears to be in his early to mid 20s. GenderMale by default, but can change it at will. SpeciesLunar spirit EthnicityJerichan HeightDefault is about 5’9, but he can change his height at will. OccupationSecond Mate of the Sassy Juice, yes he did make up that title for himself. Okay so he is technically the cook, but he’s good for much more than that. ResidenceThe Sassy Juice __________________IN-DEPTH STUFFPhysical Description Ykan has chin length light blue hair that is cropped rather uniquely and styled in sort of a spiky fashion, with longer pieces framing his face. He has four jewel-like microdermal piercings under his left eye and corset piercings up his sides. His pinkish-purple eyes are the only thing he cannot change the color of. He is a shape shifter and can take the shape of almost any living creature at will, though some are much easier and natural for him. When he gets excited or drunk black rabbit ears have a habit of popping out of his head. He has pale skin a pretty face and a lithe body. He has little concern for what gender he looks like, since he can change it easily, though he does default to male mostly. Boobs get too heavy to carry around and peeing while standing is more efficient. PersonalityTypically Ykan is doing something ridiculous and silly, acting like an 15 year old, mainly to detract from the fact that he is really, really old and has a penchant for being deadly serious when it counts. He’s the first to suggest a long drinking binge, and the first to yell at you if you are hung over and can’t do your job. He used to be a real manipulative bastard but has mellowed out a bit in his old age. Sometimes he acts like a serious (albeit pervy) old man. Best not to joke or mess with him when he’s like that. Magic/AbilitiesShape shifting is the only ability that he shows off and he only does that around those he is comfortable with. He cannot truly die and doesn’t age in the traditional sense but can appear older or younger by changing his appearance. He can also fight really well, usually with daggers that he keeps strapped at his sides. It is assumed he has some sort of other power concerning the moons and even tides but he doesn’t talk about it or display it. RelationshipsBFFs with Ari Maxwell! HistoryYkan has been alive for hundreds if not thousands of years. Well not alive for all of it, he ‘died’ a few times, had to go back to Jericho for a bit but would always return to the Earth, or more recently to space. He was never a fan of others of his kind. Most of them were too goodie goodie, and never questioned anything. Ykan wanted answers for shit he couldn’t even formulate questions for. Humans were much more enjoyable in his opinion. Recently he’s been part of pirate crews, more recently the Sassy Juice. He had met the captain, Ari, when they were both crew members on the last ship they were on. He gladly followed the other to the Sassy Juice. He doesn’t really talk about his past much. There’s too much to tell. It’s the perpetual ‘story for another day’. __________________THREAD TRACKERCurrent ThreadsComplete Threads
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« on: June 07, 2012, 09:47:24 pm »
Trigger Warning: Non-con/rape
Benett sat at his desk in his new office and exam room. The notes in front of him were hardly interesting to anyone besides him, not even other TRIM scientist seemed to take interest in his research. He knew that he got to do basically whatever he wanted because his father was a board member, and as long as he got to carry out his work he didn't care.
Instead of researching drugs or products, he was researching physical methods of increasing psionic abilities. He had seen it occur in one of his slaves. The boy had barely any psychic ability and then after 'playing' with him the slave developed mild telekinetic abilities. He knew that there was no control group for this experiment, and that there were so many factors that it could never be widely implemented... but if he could figure out how to trigger these responses in even a few individuals... well, he'd be happy. Other scientists could work on their supplement and drug cocktails for enhancing psionics, but that would always be artificial...
Benett adjusted his glasses and neatly organized his data as he waited for the guards to deliver the next test candidate.
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« on: June 01, 2012, 04:21:08 am »
__________________QUICK STATS
Name
Benett Novlan
Age
36
Gender
Male
Species
Mostly Human
Ethnicity
Unknown, though assumed to have some Aedolian ethnicity.
Height
6’7
Occupation
TRIM Scientist
Residence
TRIM, Wing Omega
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Physical Description
Benett has short dark teal hair that flips up at the ends, much to his dismay. His fiercely cold smoky black-gray eyes are framed by small circular bronze glasses. Flawless mocha skin covers all of his body, except his back which has flecks of peachy and chocolate colored skin as well. He is very tall and well proportioned. He doesn’t look lanky, but he isn’t bulky. He usually has a ‘we are not amused’ serious look on his face, but his creepy, wild smirk fits his features just as naturally.
Personality
Benett is normally serious and frigid. He enjoys his job more than he should, but that rarely shows on his face. He is annoyed and amused by almost everyone he deals with, though his stoic face only shows sick delight when he is actually aroused. He is difficult to get along with and enjoys either ignoring people or mind raping them. He does have rather sadistic and sociopathic tendencies.
Magic/Abilities
He is incredibly strong and rather intelligent, though his greatest ability is getting away with anything and everything he has ever done. Money is power.
Relationships
His father is still alive and well, but they aren’t really close.
History
Benett grew up as a spoiled rich kid who got everything he ever wanted, except his parent’s love. Instead of spending time with their son they threw money and gifts at him and cleaned up his messes without making him take responsibility for them. He started to act up at a young age… trying to get his parent’s attention… but they still didn’t care about it other than sweeping things under the rug. As their only child they only wanted him for an heir.
Benett realized early that unless you have full control over someone, they won’t love you or stay with you. He raped and hurt some of the slaves that served their household, and his parents didn’t even care. His mother died when he was 16, and that’s when he realized how beautiful death could be too… he killed a few of his ‘toys’ experimenting on them, but they weren’t any fun once they were broken.
He liked experimenting on people and started pursuing knowledge of psychology and biology as well as various forms of medicine. He is most fascinated by beings thresholds for pain and capacity of pleasure. His father put him through tons of schooling and then after years of his son just playing around with slaves in his room he finally got his son a job at TRIM, after all, Benett’s father is a large investor in Thanatos INC as well as on the board. Benett now is able to test various things on psychics, something that has fascinated him for years, instead of just slaves.
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« on: May 12, 2012, 05:17:54 pm »
 (Picture by Yuuki Hayabusa) __________________QUICK STATSName Arabelle Daniels Age 15 Gender Female Species Human Ethnicity Edani Height 5’0 Occupation Mage Residence Tynova __________________IN-DEPTH STUFFPhysical Description Arabelle has long wavy/curly blonde/tawny brown hair and beautiful blue eyes. She has a very child-like face and youthful disposition. Ara is very petite and makes her own pretty princess clothing and dyes the fabric red because it makes her feel rebellious. She thinks she looks pretty and doesn’t care what anyone else thinks. Personality Arabelle is a bit of a spoiled brat. She does what she wants and doesn’t care what anybody says. She thinks she’s a rebel princess, but she’s just a brat. At least she doesn’t do anything too terrible. Magic/Abilities She’s a fire mage! She has great control over flames and fire but she can’t actually make fire herself. She feels like a failure because of this and resents being a mage all together. She wants to be something else and have the freedom to do whatever she wants… but she isn’t sure what she wants. Relationships Her parents are still alive and she has a little brother, but she doesn’t see them much. History __________________THREAD TRACKERCurrent ThreadsComplete Threads
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« on: May 10, 2012, 04:02:04 pm »
 silly sketch/doodle by me Really old pic of Carmine at age 17 (has his coloring scheme though)__________________ON THE SURFACEName Carmine Feiwan Age 27 Gender He goes by ‘male’ but he has both parts Species Naga Height Any height he chooses to ‘stand’ at… though usually he just lays around. Occupation …what now? Residence Roaming around the Edanith frontier __________________ UNDERNEATH IT ALLPhysical Description Carmine has elaborately styled maroon hair with pretty blue beads around two buns. He styles it like this out of habit since he’s been doing it that way since he was a kid. He often has stubble on his chin which looks out of place compared with his large grey-green eyes and pretty face. His skin is lightly tanned from laying around in the sun, but not as much as he probably should be… mainly because even his human half sheds its skin like a snake. His torso is lean and lightly toned but not really muscular. His snake half is brown and spotted, and the underbelly is yellow. He wears a blue loin cloth to cover the openings for his genitals. Personality He’s a lazy, depressive, bitter snake. He lays around in the sun all day then slithers off to find a place to crash for the night and steal some food. Really he is lonely, but doesn’t really trust or even like people. Deep down he just wants to be loved. Magic/Abilities He’s immune to poisons and can actually make a paralyzing poison and inject it into people with his fangs. Relationships He has siblings but he doesn't know where they are or if they are even alive. History Most of Carmine’s past is fuzzy. He barely remembers his family… he recalls being a small child and all living together… but the first real memory he has was his rape. When he was 12 he was raped and beaten by bandits. One of them managed to impregnate him too. He gave birth alone, but the baby died after a few moments of life. He’s been alone ever since. __________________THREAD TRACKERCurrent ThreadsComplete Threads
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« on: May 06, 2012, 08:49:14 pm »
The Red District of the Cancer was a maze of shady little shops, whole in the wall eateries, and piss hole bars, among other things. The Piss Hole was one of these bars, named for exactly what it was. It was also one of the best bars on the Cancer, with quite the reputation. Well, most of the reputation surrounded the bartender/owner. Maygen was no kid and he had this cool confident swagger about him. People who didn't know better figured he was just some cocky bartender, but any real resident of the Cancer knew that Gen was someone you did not want to piss off. Besides he was a great ally and a great source of information.
The bar had just opened for the evening and Gen was restocking a few bottles. None of the normal bar flies had filtered in yet, but that was fine. It was quiet, well as quiet as any place in the Red District, and that was kind of nice. The place was small with a circular bar in the center. There were round tables and chairs on both sides of the bar, the back of the place being darker and a bit shadier than the front and the area around the bar itself. It was a hole in the wall, but it was sought out. Partially for Maygen's delicious drinks and partially for Maygen's information and council.
Gen flipped his long braid over his shoulder and wiped his hands on his tight black pants. His white shirt already had some water on it from wiping down the counter tops.
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« on: May 06, 2012, 04:09:34 pm »
This is my character Maygen's bar on the Cancer. Was wondering if I just made an open random thread if anyone would want to stop by for a drink or anything xD
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« on: May 06, 2012, 01:00:58 pm »
__________________QUICK STATS
Name
Maygen Shrayd
Nicknames
‘Gen’, ‘Cypher’, ‘Shrayder’, ‘Boss’
Age
42
Gender
Male
Sexuality
'Does it move? Is it pretty? Can I fuck it?'
Species
Human (mostly)
Ethnicity
Edani mutt
Height
6’2
Occupation
Bartender / spirits dealer / information trader / expert linguist and code-cracker. Though if you asked him what his job was he’d say something like ‘Certified Awesome Person and Sexual Expert’
Residence
The Cancer, his bar The Piss Hole
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Physical Description
Gen has a passion for weight lifting, it’s how he blows off steam and has managed not to kill every jerk who has pissed him off. As a result he has big muscles that cover his broad frame. His head is shaved on the sides, with a fluffy tuff of unruly burgundy hair on the top and a long braid in the back that reaches almost all the way to his ass. He has a strong squared jaw and a rough bad-ass look to him accented by honey-brown eyes and the scar through his left eyebrow. Gen has tan skin riddled with scars over his chest and arms.
Personality
Maygen comes across as a mix between pompous asshole and chill confidant. Both are accurate in their own way but really Gen has a serious side to him. He has eyes and ears everywhere and is confident in his abilities to subtly control things the way he wants. It’s a good thing he’s a man of dignity when it comes down to it. He likes to think of himself as a silent puppet master working from the shadows. If you get on his bad side there isn’t a thing in the universe that can save you.
Magic/Abilities
He’s an expert in various forms of combat, though bar fighting is his particular favorite. He doesn’t need special powers, he has knowledge and street smarts as well as a hand in more things than you’d imagine.
Relationships
Will update eventually.
History Maygen was a typical delinquent as a kid, except he had a good head on his shoulders. He got arrested several times but managed to barter and negotiate his freedom (though he has never revealed how, or what he did to end up in jail in the first place). He hated Edanith and eventually ended up on the Cancer, his adopted home.
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« on: May 05, 2012, 12:22:49 am »
It was a good thing Kyssimri was flexible. The box he had expertly packed himself into this time was rather small and misshapen. Actually it wasn't so much a box as it was a poorly constructed crate of caroons. He had hidden in plenty of caroon crates too and this one was by far the worse. He was afraid if he had to stretch or move at all the damn thing would fall apart on him. He wasn't even sure what ship he had been put on. It didn't look like a normal cargo ship from what he saw through the slots in the crate. It had all sorts of weird artwork on it. Kyssimri hadn't gotten a good look at it before being put in the cargo bay. Oh well, he'd just have to be quiet and still for the most part. He picked a caroon off of his chest and peeled the little vegetable before popping it in his mouth.
They were great camouflage for him since they were a bright blue color on the outside. He had learned to pull his hair up into a cap before hiding among cargo, and to find products he would blend in with. In this case his bag was in a separate crate in the same cargo palette and he wore only his cap and a pair of tight blue pants. He didn't like them because they made him look almost naked without the comfort of actually being naked, but they were good for occasions like this. He wondered how long a trip this one would be as he ate another of the little blue veggies. Kyssimri kept snacking on them till he heard someone enter the cargo bay. Immediately he tensed up. He just had to be quiet and still. Quiet and still.
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« on: May 04, 2012, 09:20:20 pm »
Let come what may come and let go of what goes.
The wind's gonna blow where the wind's gonna blow.
We'll never know why it flows where it flows.
Let come what may come and let go of what goes.
Bless the children, safe sleeping...
Don't leave me, don't leave me.
Bless the parents, hearts aching.
Don't worry, don't worry.
Bless the wakeless on their journey.
Travel safely, travel safely.
We're the sleepless, always searching,
Light chasing, light chasing.
~Blessings, Cloud Cult __________________QUICK STATSName Hanguin Jalmuur (Han [like Hans without an ‘s’]-guin [like in penguin]) Age 47 but he looks more like he’s in his early 30’s. Gender Male Sexuality ‘I have more important things to worry about then sex’ Species Human Ethnicity DimuroiteHeight 5’9 Occupation Pirate Captain/ Prince Residence CURRENTLY TRIM, previously the Dimuroite ‘fleet’ / His ship The Light Chaser__________________IN-DEPTH STUFFPhysical Description Han’s most striking feature, other than his blue skin, are his sharp violet eyes. There is harshness to their shape and color, but a pained, kind look in their depths. His hair is a strawberry-blonde / red hue and is layered with little pieces framing his face and reaching the nape of his neck at its longest. He has a well-toned but lithe frame that could not be called ‘feminine’ in the least. Personality Hanguin is a real prince. He puts his people’s well-being before his own, and is always trying to do right by them. Even as the second son a lot of responsibility and weight rests on his shoulders. He is constantly trying to put on a strong, brave face and do what has to be done, regardless of what his heart wants. Han is a very kind and loving man. He hates having to resort to piracy, but knows it needs to be done to ensure his people’s survival. He is almost motherly in the way he cares for others, but still manages to exude masculinity. If you threaten him he won’t care, but if you threaten his people, his men, or his family- watch out. Magic/Abilities All Dimuroite people possess immune systems and metabolisms superior to other humans. Hanguin is also self-trained in defensive combat as well weaponry and is a force to be reckoned with in fight, be it fire or other types. Hanguin is the only Dimuroite to possess any form of psionic powers. He is empathic and wears gloves constantly though sometimes it doesn’t help. It’s a secret he has kept since he was small. Only his mother and brothers know about it. He even tries to pretend like the abilities don’t exist. Relationships Hanguin is the kind of person who is concerned and cares for everyone, but isn’t really close to anyone. Well, except his brothers. Han and his older brother Jahsklo practically raised their younger brother Kyssimri, and on some level Han really feels like he is Kyssimri’s mother. He has also been in love with his older brother since they were children, but it has been something he has buried in his heart, knowing that his feelings were wrong. History Life as a Dimuroite has never been easy for anyone, least of all the royal family (for more about the Dimuroite people please read Kyssimri’s history). Despite being called ‘royal’ they live the same quality of life as the rest of their people but are responsible for everyone’s lives. This has been a hard reality for Han to swallow. He knows his duty to the colony, but sometimes helping to make decisions means that people suffer, and he has a hard time with that. Cruelty is something he has experienced firsthand but it is like a foreign concept to him. With all the darkness he has seen it is amazing that his heart is so pure. The hardest thing he had to do was send his little brother away into the wilds of space on his own. It is something that still pains him to this day. He is burdened with guilt over this and other actions he has been forced to do for the betterment of the Dimuro colony. No Dimuroite has what could be called a ‘childhood’ reality hits them from the moment of their birth. Hanguin’s greatest desire is to change that. He wants to give his people a real home, a safe and secure place where they can truly be free. __________________THREAD TRACKERCurrent ThreadsComplete Threads
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« on: May 03, 2012, 03:35:59 pm »
Hi! ^______^ I'm Nix and I am new here (be gentle~). I was referred here by my awesome awesome awesome awesome awesome awesome awesome awesome (...there should be at least 34 more awesomes in there) friend :D.
I usually rp yaoi, but I am not a uke-only playing mary-sue. I am super super suuuuuuuuper excited to play here! I hope to be friends with all of you and have an awesome (how many 'awesomes' am I going to use?!) time playing with everyone! :D
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« on: May 03, 2012, 02:37:35 pm »
 Line art by the amazing Doomburg and colored by me with permission. __________________QUICK STATSName Kyssimri Jalmuur Age 24 Gender Male Species Human Ethnicity DimuroiteHeight 5'6 Occupation Traveling 'Entertainer' and Professional Stow-Away Residence Wanderer __________________IN-DEPTH STUFFPhysical Description Like all Dimuroite people his skin is a beautiful blue, his particular shade being an almost silvery sky blue. However his lips, nails, and nipples (and perhaps other bits) are a peachy hue. Kyssimri has long golden yellow hair that reaches down past his behind. His pretty face and androgynous figure often cause him to be confused for a woman. His glittering gold eyes are rare even among the Dimuroite people. Personality Kyssimri is flirtatious and not afraid to use his charms to get what he wants. Usually what he wants is just food and a place to sleep. He doesn't usually stay in one place for very long, and is lonely and sad despite his carefree, cheerful disposition. He doesn't like to talk about himself and is quiet reserved when it comes to personal matters, even though he is promiscuous. It's how he survives. Magic/Abilities The Dimuroite people possess superior immune systems and metabolisms. They age slower, live longer, and are much healthier than other humans. Relationships Kyssimri is the youngest of three and has two older brothers who he loves very much but hasn't seen a few years. His parents are both still alive but he has heard word that his elderly father is probably not going to live much longer. He has mixed feelings on this news. History Kyssimri's history is intertwined with Dimuro's history, just as it is with all of these 'cursed' people. Dimuro started out as one of the first earthen space colonies. They were in space before the earth was considered 'inhabitable'. Dimuro was a peaceful colony of middle and low class workers who signed up to live on the space colony to test what life would be like for humans in space. For the first few decades everything was great and life on Dimuro was predictable, but tranquil. Then the technological problems with the colony began. It wasn't long before the food supply was compromised and the people started to get sick. A new space virus infected almost all of the Dimuroites and the colony was quarantined, receiving no aid for years out of fear of the highly contagious virus spreading. By the time Dimuro received 'help' most of their population had died, and they lost many of their engineers, workers, pilots, scientists, and doctors. Dimuro had been reduced to a colony of orphans, widows, and the sick. The people who were supposed to be helping them were instead performing experimental treatments of the sick, survivors, carriers, and even non-afflicted. Many of the remaining Dimuroites were killed by these treatments and they were all treated as sub-human. Eventually one of these treatments proved to eradicate the virus, but it turned their skin varying shades of blue due to the high levels of silver in it. The serums actually ended up causing genetic mutations in the Dimuroite people and the blue skin became a dominant hereditary trait among the people, as well as a now superior immune system and metabolism. At the time the Dimuroites were being cured, others left the now inhabitable earth, and when the scientists left (though some assimilated) Dimuro it was still in terrible shape. Others were unwilling to help Dimuro because they were concerned with their own survival and the quarantine on Dimuro was never officially lifted (a fact that remains to this day). The Dimuro colony was impoverished and in dire need of food and supplies for its remaining citizens. When they received these things, it came at a high price; their freedom. The Dimuroites were enslaved for decades. Their colony was seized and scraped and they many were worked to death, until their real use was discovered. Since the scientific advancements that were used on the Dimuroites to cure the virus were mostly lost in the scramble to leave earth, scientists decided to experiment on Dimuroite descendants to try and rediscover these advancements. However the blood of the Dimuroite people proved to make a better serum than the ones used on them in the first place. After all their blood is essentially human. One of the Dimuroite slaves, Dalvaun Jalmuur led a revolt against their captors and most of the remaining Dimuroites (only a few hundred at that point) were liberated. Despite not having a real home and only a small fleet of ships, the 'cursed orphans of the stars' formed their own small kingdom, with Dalvaun Jalmuur as their king. Unfortunately, their 'freedom' didn't last long. The survivors still lacked supplies, food, and money. The kingdom was loaned money in exchange for Dimuroite blood, a bargain that pained King Dalvaun to make, but at least his people were giving blood safely now and they were able to survive on their own terms. Until their debtors wanted more. The Dimuroites were forced to pay 'protection fees' in addition to the loan, and it became increasingly obvious that their people could not sustain a free and peaceful life. To make matters worse the lore concerning their people made the Dimuroites out to be disease carrying, cursed people and terrible omens despite their beauty, long healthy life spans and peaceful nature. No one would aid them, and their debtors started taking Dimuroites and selling them as lab rats and slaves. Faced with this reality King Dalvaun's eldest sons turned toward piracy to protect their people. They were both skilled in defensive combat, but relied heavily on the rumors about the Dimuroites to aid in their piracy. After all, most beings would hand over anything to make the cursed disease carriers leave. Kyssimri was raised mostly by his older brothers, who doted on their pretty little brother, loved, and doted on him. Their parents were old when Kyssimri was born and were more concerned with the well being of their people than their baby son. Unlike most royal families the Jalmuurs did not live in luxury, and were as impoverished as their people despite being revered and heralded as heroes. All Dimuroites have a tendency to stick to their own kind and are wary of other beings, but Kyssimri was sheltered even among the Dimuroite people. His brothers tried to protect him from the harsh reality they all faced. When Kyssimri was 16 he caught the eye of one of their debtors and was selected as one of the 'payments'. His parents would have allowed it just as they had to endure any of their people being selected, but Kyssimri's brothers smuggled him out of the Dimuroite community since he was no longer safe there. He tried to stay hidden mostly. Stowing away on cargo ships, stealing enough food to sustain him from each holding by he stayed on. He had found out what sort of things could happen if he was discovered... he could be given to the debtors after all, sold to slavers, used as a lab rat, sold piece meal for blood and organs. No one would think twice of it either, after all he's a Dimuroite. Kyssimri has had to do things he's not proud of in order survive. He also feels like he has run away from his people and should have accepted his fate like a man. __________________THREAD TRACKERCurrent ThreadsComplete Threads
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