Character Sheet
Name: Astreya Xue Tianzhen 雪天貞 (I put the Chinese characters there because of wordplay. Tianzhen (天真) means naive, but this zhen (貞) means pure and chaste. Hence, her name is literally Snow Sky-Pure.)
Age: 23
Divine Parent: Zorya Utrennyaya
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/ZoryaAppearance: Slightly taller than an average woman, pale skin dappled irregularly with bright red threads of Litchenberg figures, long white hair flowing down to her back. Lean as a result of physical training. Pale green irises that may expand and change colour such that her eyes become completely black when in stressful situations; there is a faint hint of a distant sparkle in the depths of her abyss-like eyes. Has a sharp horn atop her head about the length of her middle finger to her palm, angular and straight with a diamond-shaped base. Her clothing is generally pure white, save for a monochromatic black skirt. Her pilot helmet is minimal, covering only the top, back and partially the sides of her head and also has a long horn to accommodate her horn.
Personality: Astreya tends to be sweet and charming, open to people and generally pleasant. She has moments of awkwardness when she accidentally speaks out a piece of information regarding her conversation partner, but after some embarrassment, recovers without too much trouble. She relishes missions and food, having a huge appetite despite her slender size. When she steps onto the battlefield, despite retaining her cheery nature, Astreya can become exceedingly violent, utilising her weapons and star-fire to destroy buildings and objects superfluous to the task at hand on a whim. This, in addition to some slight post-traumatic stress disorder she suffered very early on in her career, has resulted in regular appointments with the resident military psychiatrist for about seven years, though now its more of keeping tabs on her mental state than trying to return her to equilibrium. As of the beginning of the RP, Astreya is perfectly sane.
Special feature: Nano-infused
Job: Mecha Pilot
Mecha Name: Starfall
Mecha Type: Leviathan
Mecha Description: The most striking thing about this pearlescent mecha is its horn, a mechanical mimicry of its pilot. While seemingly for aesthetic purposes, the horn crackles with bright blue arcs of electricity, connected to Starfall's reactor. The reactor itself is partly driven by nuclear fusion to supply the great energy demands of the mecha, but the process is only able to be self-sustaining thanks to a motor within which accretes atmospheric static, an ubiquitous power source. Excess amounts of atmospheric static gathers at the horn, to be used in the event of an abrupt and massive surge in power requirements or to be discharged at foes in desperate situations.
Starfall itself is streamlined and deceptively slim. Though it appears to lack major armour plating apart from the narrow tower shield attached to its left arm (the shield can be detached and used as a handheld shield, but is generally attached to free up the other arm), the body of the mecha is composed of an alloy of Corinthian bronze and sky-iron. This allows Starfall to withstand incredible trauma and, due to being forged by Astreya and steeped in a saturation of her eldritch star-fire, is almost entirely heat-resistant.
Starfall's speed , while decent enough in terms of agility and movement to dodge enemy fire, is not as quick on its feet as other melee-oriented Leviathan-class mechas. In the air however, its unique reactor allows for unprecedented speed. With a greater speed of air intake, more energy becomes collected from atmospheric static, allowing for Starfall to speed across the sky even more rapidly. The increased speed leads to a further increase in air intake, creating a powerful self-sustaining cycle of energy gathering which allows Starfall to either achieve atmospheric re-entry speeds past Mach 25 within half a minute or to utilise the gathered energy for other purposes.
There are thirty-five bits located in Starfall's frame; for those who don't know, bits are remote-controlled parts that detach from slots and fly out. They are controlled by the mind (in this case thanks to the direct cortical interface provided by superfine hair-like mechadendrites which slip into the sides of Astreya's eye-sockets. Prolonged use results in eye irritation and abrupt disconnection results in a highly disorienting experience wherein Astreya struggles to focus back on her own body, after being as one with Starfall.) and have their primary function grounded in their laser weaponry. Bits can also align together to form a lattice through which beam weaponry have their efficacy amplified or scattered to provide greater coverage with a proportional decrease in damage and can also create a deflective force-field (the tower shield can produce a similar force-field as well). The bits can be utilised as mid-ranged weapons able to engage the enemy before visual sight is gained or as personal protection against melee combatants since Starfall lacks melee weaponry. The bits have a limited power supply and must dock with Starfall to recharge after an average operation time of ten minutes. Hence, less than half the bits tend to be used at any given point of time; only desperate situations call for usage of all thirty-five bits.
Starfall wields two unique guns, apart from the mass-produced 'fire-and-forget' armaments that regular military forces have. The first, the primary weapon, is a positron laser rifle with three modes. Its standard mode sets its rate of fire to be that of a regular assault rifle. The extend mode, as its name suggests, extends the rifle to its full length and enables the particle condenser, allowing incredibly powerful beams to be fired. While the extend mode beams are many times more powerful (capable of punching through at least two digit metres worth of reinforced rockcrete), the beams also take a few seconds to charge up and after the shot, needs a few more seconds to cool down. The half-extend mode is a hybrid of both modes, giving the rifle the function of a sniper rifle instead of particle cannon. The sniper rifle mode is used most frequently, particularly when Astreya is covering her teammates from a distance.
The second weapon is a much more passive tool. It has an incongruously bulky appearance. Its primary function is to drain the ambient heat; in essence, it freezes the environment after being activated for at least fifteen to thirty minutes depending on the environ. This firstly acts to incapacitate enemies and secondly to remake the battlefield to Astreya's own personal taste: the cold winters of her youth have always been a comfort to her. The secondary function of the weapon is to rapidly recharge bits with this stolen heat energy or redirect said energy to the reactor whereupon it is redirected to the horn, increasing the deadliness of the lightning discharge. The weapon has also been used in conjunction with Astreya's star-fire as well, amplifying its already soul-searing lethality.
Starfall also has kinesis modules in its palms. These function as 'gravity guns', allowing the mecha to lift objects far beyond its size and pulling in objects out of its reach. Though generally used in rescue missions to shift away dangerous debris, they can be used in last-ditch situations to push an enemy away so that its bits are able to fire at the foe without fear of hitting itself.
Demigod power:
Star-fire- Being born from the Morning Star, Astreya has within her the star-fire from which her mother is made of. She can manifest the star-fire as she wills. Apart from close combat and typical fireballs, she can infuse her mecha with it, resulting in a) a mecha that burns people on contact, b) star-fire-powered projectiles that can be shot through her weapon or anything vaguely directional, ie, the horn or a limb, and c) a very flashy mecha. The star-fire burns in excess of fifty thousand Kelvin but her control over it ensures that it burns nothing of her own unintentionally. A strange thing to note is that the star-fire has been known to warp objects and distort them in a fashion unrelated to its extreme heat, but this rare phenomenon is uncontrollable, nor is there any known explanation for it. The only observation one can make is that this occurs when the star-fire blazes strangely purplish-blue as opposed to its typical azure.
Revelation- A passive power, it kicks in often, frequently for trivialities when Astreya is not engaged in battle. When it does, she suddenly knows things, whether it be about a person, a thing, what happens in the immediate future, etc. For plot-important things, the power for some obscure reason remains dormant. Example of what I mean by trivialities, she'll know the number of hairs you have on one eyebrow but won't know your backstory. She may suddenly realise that your name contains a certain number of letters upon looking at you, but not know your name. In essence, nothing story-important, except in special situations, with the permission of the party in question. The power's main strength is in that it activates with regards to anything directly concerning Astreya's safety and survival. For example, she may know that a person is going to attack her from the right in forty-eight seconds, but she might not know who. She may realise that somebody is about to backstab her, but won't necessarily know why. It is possible for her to receive this knowledge, but the most immediate knowledge that will come to her is that which directly related and most relevant for her continued well-being. Other significant pieces of knowledge include enemy locations around her, as well as that of incoming projectiles, etc. The knowledge ranges from fragmented portions to full and coherent rationale.
Backstory:
The dawn Astreya was born, the Morning Star aligned with the constellation Monoceros. When she was born, hair white as her family name, her mother confessed her divine identity to her mortal lover and vanished. Her father wept with sorrow and christened the child Astreya, the innocent, the pure, perhaps hoping that her bloodline would never trouble her. They lived quietly, father and daughter, leading a normal life. She went to school, made friends, but never knew what that expression of sorrow on her father's face meant.
Then, on his deathbed, when she was merely fifteen, he croaked with his dying breath the truth of her parentage. Like any other healthy young teenager, she would have disregarded his words as the product of a fevered delirium, but death had a way of lending gravity to words.
Four days later, when the funeral had been settled, Astreya stepped out of her house for the last time. It was a warm and sunny day. The people from Social Services were coming within the hour. Yawning lazily, she began to lay herself down at the field by her house. Without warning, a singular dark thunderhead formed directly above her and an incandescent bolt of lightning struck her. Pain flooded through her body, impossible heat surging and rampaging through her petite shell of a body and in the midst of her deafening screams and agonised convulsing, two thoughts appeared in her mind. The first was that she was not going to die. This she knew with complete certainty. The second was that her great-granduncle had done this and his name was.. was..
Perun. A family tree blossomed in her mind's eye. She was.. Astreya Xue Tianzhen, daughter of Zorya Utrennyaya, daughter of Dažbog, son of Svarog, brother of Perun. The names would have meant nothing to her, except that Zorya Utrennyaya was the name her father had whispered at the last. Mother.
She collapsed, limbs still twitching. There Astreya lay for precisely thirteen minutes and eight seconds at the centre of a twenty-four-point-three-three-two-metre radius of complete and utter devastation, unable to move. She knew it would be so, even as she tried to move her unresponsive body. It was a funny thing; whether by some occult hand or sheer coincidence, there was absolutely nobody in the immediate vicinity. There would be people approaching soon enough, but not until she'd returned home. Then another piece of knowledge entered her mind: though Perun's motive had been to kill her, wipe out the blotch upon his immortal legacy, it had only caused her divine genetics to surge to the fore. Her once-pristine body was blackened by the ash of the once-extant field, strangely uncharred but marked with a spider-like web of crimson tracery. It was called a Litchenberg figure, the thought came to mind, which were supposed to fade but this one wasn't going to fade. Parts of it would over time, but never completely.
As she stood, bringing her hands to her face, she felt something strange. There was.. a horn atop her head. A seventeen point-one-centimetre-long horn with a tip that was eight times sharper than the end of her white hair-strands. Somehow, the lightning strike didn't seem quite as important in the face of this new discovery. No other pieces of knowledge came to her.
Only later, when she returned home and redressed, did she feel the next call. She was going to the military. She would.. be a pilot. She would drive a Leviathan. All this was a certainty and despite all that had happened in the past half hour, she felt only a cool hate and an absolute sense that everything was happening as it should be. The taxi driver's smirk when he saw the horn atop her head was wiped off when he caught her gaze, the two seemingly endless pits that sparkled in an infinite distance away, the two pits that were her eyes.
They marked her down immediately as a demigod and she began training, throwing herself desperately into it with the knowledge that her skills as a pilot was going to be absolutely vital in the future, though what for, she knew not. Now, eight years later, Astreya Xue Tianzhen, half-Slavic deity, half-Chinese mortal, call-sign Unicorn White, ace pilot, has thrown herself into the war against the deities above, ready to hunt down her mother and kill her.
OBSERVATION NOTES:
Instance 64-2:
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ADDENDUM: Who the hell thought it was necessary to watch a teenage girl sleep? I want a review of our psych tests done ASAP. -Overseer of the Chains of Heaven Project, [REDACTED].Physical Testing 64-1:
Subject Monoceros, designation number 64 undergoes physical testing to determine nature of body. Subject 64 is 173 centimetres tall, weighs 56 kilograms. The horn brings her total height to about 190 centimetres, variable due to slight incline of horn. Subject 64 remarks in surprise at her height; if her words are to be believed, her height ought to be 161 centimetres. Seemingly distracted, she proceeds to remark that Dr. [REDACTED]'s body contains 53.21 litres and will contain 52.4 litres when we try to test later. Later testing shows Dr. [REDACTED]'s body to contain 52.4 litres. According to Subject 64, her blood-type was O+. However, when attempts were made to extract blood for testing, what appeared to be blue liquid flames spurted out and melted the needle of the syringe. Subject 64's skin remains cool to the touch. When scanned by an infrared thermal imaging camera, the screen simply failed to display any image. After Mechanic [REDACTED] recalibrated the device to as wide a range as possible (from absolute zero to 30000° Kelvin), the subject glowed completely white, indicating that the upper range of the device was still unable to properly analyse the temperature. After Instance 64-5 (attached below), Subject 64's internal temperature has been conjectured to be in excess of 10000000°Kelvin, ie. the average core temperature of a standard main-sequence star. It remains a mystery how her skin is able to hold in such heat, nor how the thermal imaging camera can detect the heat despite her skin being cool to the touch.
When analysed by a mass spectrometer, the horn does not match any known spectra for atoms and all attempts to obtain a sample of the material has been met with considerable resistance. See Instance 64-6 (attached below). After Instance 64-5, the horn has been determined to be heat-resistant.
Oh, you don't very well say, after determining that her body temperature is hotter than a brothel full of prostitutes! -Overseer of the Chains of Heaven Project, [REDACTED]
The horn is white and smooth with a kite-shaped base, completely unlike the mythological representations of a unicorn's spiral horn. It is still very sharp and very dangerous. Caution is advised: do not provoke Subject 64 into attempting a headbutt.
When Subject 64 requested a nanobot infusion, Doctor [REDACTED] hesitated, considering it a waste of resources to implant robots that were simply going to melt in her bloodstream. Subject 64 insisted and Doctor [REDACTED] stated clearly for the record that it was entirely her fault for the waste of resources. Another syringe was melted, and the nanobots were destroyed as well. Subject 64 paused and asked to handle the nanobots before a second attempt. Again, Doctor [REDACTED] stated clearly that he is in no way responsible for the destruction of medical equipment and absolved himself of all responsibility, particularly that of paperwork. Subject 64 looked intently at the serum and swirled it a little, then gave the go-ahead. The syringe melted again, but the nanobots entered the subject's bloodstream and become active, transmitting Subject 64's biometrics without any interference. Only Subject 64's temperature was absent; presumably the magnitude caused the sensors to shut down. Further nanobot infusions were carried out periodically to enhance her piloting performance.Instance 64-6:
02:00 - Subject Monoceros is asleep. Vital signs indicate that Subject Monoceros has been asleep for over three hours.
02:02 - Ibex Squad enters the room as quietly as possible. Subject Monoceros' vital signs remain constant.
02:03 - Ibex-1 activates a mono-molecular cutter. The low hum makes Subject Monoceros stir slightly and turn over.
02:05 - After waiting for the Subject to settle, Ibex-1 applies the cutter to the tip of the horn. There is a soft screeching but no samples are obtained. Subject Monoceros frowns in her sleep and curls up to a fetal position, presumably disturbed by the vibration of the cutter.
02:06 - Ibex-2 activates a fusion cutter. The heat fails to do anything, not even leave a black mark on the horn.
02:07 - Ibex-3 takes out a spindle of monofilament and wraps the monofilament around the horn several times. Engaging the spindle to retract the monofilament fails to cut it. Subject Monoceros begins to be agitated, bear-hugging her bolster and tossing about.
02:08 - Ibex-4 takes out a sonic cutter and activates it. Though the sonic frequency is too high for human ears to detect, Subject Monoceros' eyes flash open. Her eyes are completely black and her mouth is open as if to scream. Ibex Squad immediately put their hands up to show that they mean no harm, acting in accordance with Protocol 38b. A blue glow shines from Subject 64's throat.
02:09 - Star-fire spills out from her mouth and Subject Monoceros heaves as if vomiting. A hole is burnt through the floor. (The star-fire burnt all the way to Terminal Dogma. The damage has since been repaired.)
02:14 - Subject Monoceros stops puking star-fire. Wiping away the star-fire-spittle, she glares at Ibex Squad; her eyes are now normal. Ibex-2 says that he heard her say "Stupid pervert poachers."
02:15 - Ibex-1 tries to explain but he stops as she glares at him.
02:16 - "I do not appreciate my horn being finagled with. So help me, I'll burn you lot next time."
02:17 - Subject Monoceros heads to the cafeteria and proceeds to eat ravenously, about three adult men's portion.
Who authorised this? It defies common courtesy and we are most certainly NOT savages. -Overseer of the Chains of Heaven Project, [REDACTED].Instance 64-1:
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No, really. Find me this pervert who decided to film her in the shower and then demote him to feed the Kraken. The other one, not the one Subject Gilgamesh destroyed.Instance 64-5:
The subject displayed great enthusiasm for piloting mecha. A War-Walker class mecha was issued to Subject 64 after she clocked 96 hours straight (the subject sealed the simulation chamber from the inside and refused to leave.) within piloting simulations. Suffering from severe sleep-deprivation (the subject had stayed awake for the past week before locking herself in the simulation chamber; sedatives are ineffective) and slight anxiety disorder, Subject Monoceros began babbling incoherently.ADDENDUM:
It wasn't so much incoherent babbling as spilling everybody's secrets out. I found out that Sergeant [REDACTED] was actually [DATE EXPUNGED]. -Lieutenant [REDACTED], Training Officer of the Mecha Division.Sergeant [REDACTED] began yelling at the subject to shut up, but then the Challenge Course began and the moment shots began firing from the combat robots, a single loud scream was heard. It is unclear what actually happened, but the interior of the War-Walker glowed blue and then melted from within. It can be inferred that Subject Monoceros, already under high levels of self-induced stress, underwent a mental breakdown and lost control over her star-fire. From the subject's own account, the melting of the War-Walker that collapsed over her as a metal goop "scared the shit out of [her]" and resulted in a second explosion of star-fire, destroying most of the beginner's training course and severely damaging Reactors C-1 through C-18.ADDENDUM:
We blame the almost-successful escape of Subjects Gilgamesh and 66 on the failure of Reactors C-1 through C-18 for being unable to provide additional power.Which idiot wrote that Addendum? The Reactors were repaired years before Subjects Gilgamesh and 66 were even retrieved! -Overseer of the Chains of Heaven Project, [REDACTED] ADDENDUM:
After Subject Monoceros' breakdown, the subject was recommended for counselling. Weekly sessions are still being conducted. As of 1st January 3212, Subject Monoceros is entirely sane. A kitten 'specially engineered to make your sad go away' was given to Subject Monoceros.ADDENDUM 2:
BEWARE THE KITTEN IT IS [DATA EXPUNGED].