Post by scythia on Feb 13, 2019 8:20:18 GMT -5
Scythia
19 Years Old - Android
(Deluvian Cyborg) - Female
(Deluvian Cyborg) - Female
Universe 6 - Neutral - Deluvia
(Free Space)
(Free Space)
5'9"//155 lbs - Hair Colour: Light Grey - Eye Colour: Light Orange
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PERSONALITY
Scythia comes off as increasingly smug and arrogant, she proclaims herself with high titles such as Deluvian royalty (which she is, to some degree) or something as high ranked as queen of all of Deluvian. Her high vanity only comes with her high ranking of power thanks to her inhumane advances and she all but to happy to show off to people around, a hidden lust for power almost driving her every move. She's open to boast and sees herself above others. She's mostly aloof and uncaring to other people's options about her, as she's clearly above something petty as them, unless it's demons, then she get's very, very angry. Scythia often finds the little things in life boring and hard to grasp at there concept, she's always thinking about the bigger picture, and what could be effected about.
While Scythia is usually calm and collected, but her emotions can get the best of her when certain subjects that enrage her, such as demons or even the topic of soda. Her hatred of demons run deep, and while Scythia's upbringing makers her generally iffy about other races, she usually indifferent to them, she while she may be a cold person, she isn't a monster.
While full of herself, Scythia isn't an idiot, she knows she strengths and she knows when to take a step back to just keep her mouth shut, she had rather been bullhead and full on when she was younger, but harsh times has taught her patience and planning pay off then full on attacking at random points. She it all but to gleeful when comes to attacking others, her more animistic side starts kicking in as she becomes cruel and nasty to her targets, showing them no mercy and almost enjoy bathing in this bloodshed. She knows that fights aren't always the answer, but when it is, she indulges herself in it.
BACKSTORY
Scythia life as a child had been, questionable, her father and his father's father for as long as they'd been around, had been fine with serving a certain queen, even going as far as to of gifted her ancestors land, or that's how the story goes. Among her tribe, she was royalty, she in reality, she didn't feel like it. As Scythia grew up, she leaned towards her late mother ideals as she would tell her a time of where Deluvian lived and ruled by there own wants and needs rather then serving under some random demons.
Theses demons had not lived together with Deluvians on there planet, they'd stolen it.
And this become only more apparent as she become aware of the brainwashing and hiveminding this demon queen had been doing for so long. She gave theses people nothing, and took everything in return, Scythia despised her and her entire pathetic little army.
When she was no younger then 11, she attempted to break into the devilwoman's castle, only to face her head guard, and a whole lot of swords. Her raid had gone horribly, and she had surely would of died if someone hadn't found her body. The young woman who'd been nothing more then a travelling Tuffle, who'd been delivering bits and pieces to who knows where when she found the dying young girl on the floor. She couldn't leave her there clearly, so she took the poor girl back to her ship, and fixed her up as best as she could.
When Scythia woke up to find herself more robot then Deluvian she was quick to panic, but slow to understand the tuffle had done this out of kindess, not some form of twisted experiment. Confused but thankful, she lead the one woman back to her village, and eventually the tuffle came to say, finding company among people, even filling the role of some form of mother for Scythia, as her original mother had passed away when she was young.
As Scythia grew older, so did her power, and drive to want to takeover what Soda had stolen from her. Eventually she has know reached a point, thanks to her mother, of sheer and utterly power, or at least in her eyes.
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PERSONALITY
Scythia comes off as increasingly smug and arrogant, she proclaims herself with high titles such as Deluvian royalty (which she is, to some degree) or something as high ranked as queen of all of Deluvian. Her high vanity only comes with her high ranking of power thanks to her inhumane advances and she all but to happy to show off to people around, a hidden lust for power almost driving her every move. She's open to boast and sees herself above others. She's mostly aloof and uncaring to other people's options about her, as she's clearly above something petty as them, unless it's demons, then she get's very, very angry. Scythia often finds the little things in life boring and hard to grasp at there concept, she's always thinking about the bigger picture, and what could be effected about.
While Scythia is usually calm and collected, but her emotions can get the best of her when certain subjects that enrage her, such as demons or even the topic of soda. Her hatred of demons run deep, and while Scythia's upbringing makers her generally iffy about other races, she usually indifferent to them, she while she may be a cold person, she isn't a monster.
While full of herself, Scythia isn't an idiot, she knows she strengths and she knows when to take a step back to just keep her mouth shut, she had rather been bullhead and full on when she was younger, but harsh times has taught her patience and planning pay off then full on attacking at random points. She it all but to gleeful when comes to attacking others, her more animistic side starts kicking in as she becomes cruel and nasty to her targets, showing them no mercy and almost enjoy bathing in this bloodshed. She knows that fights aren't always the answer, but when it is, she indulges herself in it.
BACKSTORY
Scythia life as a child had been, questionable, her father and his father's father for as long as they'd been around, had been fine with serving a certain queen, even going as far as to of gifted her ancestors land, or that's how the story goes. Among her tribe, she was royalty, she in reality, she didn't feel like it. As Scythia grew up, she leaned towards her late mother ideals as she would tell her a time of where Deluvian lived and ruled by there own wants and needs rather then serving under some random demons.
Theses demons had not lived together with Deluvians on there planet, they'd stolen it.
And this become only more apparent as she become aware of the brainwashing and hiveminding this demon queen had been doing for so long. She gave theses people nothing, and took everything in return, Scythia despised her and her entire pathetic little army.
When she was no younger then 11, she attempted to break into the devilwoman's castle, only to face her head guard, and a whole lot of swords. Her raid had gone horribly, and she had surely would of died if someone hadn't found her body. The young woman who'd been nothing more then a travelling Tuffle, who'd been delivering bits and pieces to who knows where when she found the dying young girl on the floor. She couldn't leave her there clearly, so she took the poor girl back to her ship, and fixed her up as best as she could.
When Scythia woke up to find herself more robot then Deluvian she was quick to panic, but slow to understand the tuffle had done this out of kindess, not some form of twisted experiment. Confused but thankful, she lead the one woman back to her village, and eventually the tuffle came to say, finding company among people, even filling the role of some form of mother for Scythia, as her original mother had passed away when she was young.
As Scythia grew older, so did her power, and drive to want to takeover what Soda had stolen from her. Eventually she has know reached a point, thanks to her mother, of sheer and utterly power, or at least in her eyes.