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    Coria Sigma Stern - Am I not human?

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    Coria Sigma Stern - Am I not human?

    Post by Dristan on Sun May 22, 2016 10:12 pm

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    Name

    Coria Stern

    Age

    Technically, half a year old with the appearance of a twenty-two year old human being

    Gender

    Non-binary

    Sexuality

    Logically pansexual

    Species

    Caelator

    Alignment

    True Neutral
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    Guild
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    Guild

    N/A

    Rank

    N/A
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    Appearance
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    Height

    6'1

    Skin/Fur/Scales, Etc

    A highly translucent epidermis glowing with shimmering payne.

    Eyes

    Translucent to the skin.

    Hair

    Translucent to the skin.

    Looks

    An ethereal phantasm shaped by silver glow, a silhouette that reflects light while being transparent enough to stare through but bright enough to never be lost in vision. Shaped with a body in that of a human's, Coria is tall and thin with features that betray no information of gender. Coria could be considered either. Slender arms and legs with a hint of an emulation of muscle, curves around their waist and upper torso. While more intricate features are difficult to discern, Coria's mockery of a human face is incomplete and has only two eyes that peer through their own body. Without any clothing, one might describe their body as looking into a body of starlight.

    Coria is always covered completely from head to toe. Their head is protected by a thin, metallic mask that wraps around their cheeks and hides their lower face. A hooded garb covers the top, around, and down to the neck. A tinted pane of glass over their eyes as if acting as a visor. Two silvery glows are visible through the pane if one stands close enough. Similar metallic plating covers their arms, legs, and torso. The rest is draped with long, baggy black cloth that hangs off of Coria. Light black carbon fiber boots and silken gloves cover the rest. Coria almost appears to be some intricately designed criminal.

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    Personality
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    Personality

    Coria is an entity of what shapes and defines and strips away and voids. With a mentality fitting to a sub-human, Coria's entire social potential relies solely on immature knowledge gained through untainted logic in a tainted world. Generally vocal about the world, the fledgling entity is prone to questions and personal space invasion without much regard to a human's feelings. Senses of curiosity-- a mockery of it benign by aspects of gained knowledge, control Coria's entire being. Empty but so full of the world, Coria searches to gain the emotions and feelings that will grant a legitimacy when defining a singular personality. In the end, small and large quirks of potential knowledge control Coria's mind to the point of finding the rest of the world not relevant.

    Hobbies/skills

    Coria excels at baking. Anything that uses sugar and sweetness as the primary flavour falls into their capabilities. Due to their appearance and what reactions it might convey, the time spent on this world has been oriented around staying out of sight and as such, Coria has developed a skill of walking and moving in a nearly silent, almost feline aspect. Grasping on ledges, lifting their body and controlling the weight have become syonymous to a common man walking. Additionally, Coria spends a lot of time greeting and speaking to strangers off the street in order to gather information in a manner deemed as innocent as possible. Although it might come off as creepy to see somebody dressed as a florid criminal asking children about playgrounds and ice cream flavours.

    Weaknesses/Flaws

    W: Focuses poorly on a multitude of small targets. Incapable of thinking in an emotional manner and will always follow cold logic (until such emotions are gained and practiced)

    F: Poor social skills due to offset speech patterns, actions, and incapacity for human mentality (imagine talking to an animal with human sentience. Or Baymax from Big Hero 6).

    Likes

    -Strangers: The ability to meet new people and potentially new experiences with human emotion are fascinating.
    -Sweet foods because of the stimulation
    -Emotions because point of life
    -Outdated technology/Simple technology because fun to examine the baseness
    -Otherworldly figures/concepts because birds of a feather
    -Rain because memories of the before
    -Stars because memories of the before

    Dislikes

    -Lies because false realism
    -Bitter foods because completely worthless stimulation
    -Emotions because point of life
    -Displays of power because false realism mentality
    -Soft music because it offers the tiniest glimpse of true emotion

    Fears

    Fear is a comprehension Coria lacks but can be replaced with caution.

    -Small spaces force Coria into a sense of extreme caution because of a lessened reality. Not necessarily claustrophobia, but imagine if your ability to breathe was slowly being taken away from you. It's the same principle.

    -Misunderstandings. Although it sounds mundane, Coria under the pretense of seeing or experiencing a misunderstanding it tantamount to horrific panic. It is as lie and a truth that is mashed together. Without a proper sense of feeling, empathy, and understanding on an emotional level to unravel the issue, Coria's sense of worth diminishes and as such, a sense of reality falls out with it.
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    Family
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    Parents

    N/A

    Mate

    N/A

    Offspring

    N/A

    Relative

    Unaware

    Brothers/sisters

    N/A
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    History

    There was everything, anywhere-- all at once; resounding across the boundless stretches of infinitely vast spaces. Sights of incomprehensible splendor that mold the forever expansion. Sensations of inquisitive attachment, burning and aching the forever lack of what might behold the truth of finale. It, which cannot be defined or explained through any unconventional means or further attempts, was never undone. It wove itself throughout the infinity of what is and shall and is never more, grasping at the tendrils of burning inquisitive attachment and smoothing the sights of incomprehensible splendor, only for it to repeat its rise. All within the same everything, anywhere-- all at once.

    And within the same fragment, there was nothing. There was nothing in sight, absolutely empty sensation. A nothingness of never ever. What is it to see the absolution of all and the devoid of followed suit? It is what is to fall and tumble from the splice of what shapes and crumbles.

    A flicker of sensation.

    Sensation? A physical or mental perception through sensory engagement, formed by reactions relative to the congruent experience.

    It was a feeling of oddity. Feeling? Of what caliber? It is..

    Physical.

    An enforcement more solid than the entity of the vastness itself. What was this comprehension? So singular, defined, and lonely. There is nothing and everything, but so little. A void clashing with memories of eternity. Definition not kept. Definition?

    So lonely and empty.

    Definition contact. Contact? Physical communication through engagement. Shrill. Shrill? Definition.

    Cold.

    Becoming singular?

    Not-kept pattern. Reminiscent.

    –--

    Coria has become singular. Time, space, conception were a blatant, yet bleeding reality. It was no longer a choice. A denial was not necessary. Acceptance came quick, no sooner than the questions that were now comprehensible began to flood Coria's mind.

    It was understandable, felt, and gained. The floor was cold and wet. Hard and grainy. Coria lifted their shape-- a body similar to that of the most prominent of realism. Human. A cascade from a higher direction. Defined as rainfall. It was raining lightly, softly swirling and flowing on and off Coria's slender body and pooling around them before snaking down the darkened roadway.

    Around Coria stood countless pillars of steel, light, and glass, illuminating the background with dull, impartially lit lanterns. Definition pending. The upward direction-- the sky, was dark. Black and thick with.. Darkness cotton. Definition pending. Occasionally stripped by flashes of ruptured plasma. Coria experimented with the body. Lifting a limb, then another. Blinking the sight, rubbing the lower limbs against the dark, stone-like ground. After a moment, a sharpness stabbed Coria's lower limb.. Leg. Thin, delicate, almost. A trickle of dark liquid apart from the rainfall slipped into the small puddle and washed away. Coria felt unsure. The leg stung the smallest bit. Pain. It was unpleasant but welcome. It cleared the shaping mind and senses. Coria extended the higher limb again-- hand. Coria's hand was small, but firm to match the slender arms and curved torso. Coria stared into the skin and saw the reflection of starlight and phantoms. Coria blinked.

    Coria.

    Coria.





    Coria----


    What is the comprehension? It is almost as if there is a waterfall threatening to pour into Coria's body. A sense of mentality gained through ageless ventures now stripped and stolen. The rainfall poured harder. But only on Coria's front head.

    Rainfall came from the sight. Definition pending. Coria felt cautious. This body should not logically be capable of mockery human functions. What-- Coria exhaled. A voice let out in a steady stream. Soft and high, but strong and controlled. A sudden intake of air powerful enough to cause pain in the chest. Followed, a chain of mental thoughts and feelings and comprehensions and understandings and.. Memories..? Definition accuracy questionable----It hurt. It was too much. It hurt. It hurt.

    The dam erected again and the pain subsided. It was too much.

    Coria looked around with clear sight for the first time. In this area, there were beings. Humans, logically. There was one with long hair, a pushed out chest and curvy. It stared--.. Human functions began to form. She stared-- she; gender of female? The woman stared and shaped her voice through vocal movements. Speech? The definition was loose. Only some of it was made out.

    “---Lost. No shame”. Coria turned their head from the woman. There was a member of the opposite gender. It-- He. The man stared fervently. Upon meeting his gaze, the man tipped his hat in a manner befitting something that Coria was unsure of, in truth. A mental pin to return to later. Coria willed the limbs to function, pushing upward to gain a balanced state similar to the man and woman. Coria stood and placed a lower limb forward. It felt correct. Instinctual, almost. It was. Not comprehended. Human functions lack a logical possibility.

    Coria took another step forward into the forest of lights, steel, and glass without another thought. So many of them crowded Coria's mind. So many. It was too much. Coria kept walking forever and ever.


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    Coria lifted the stretching silk-like garb from their chest and peered down. “Am a I male man or a female woman?”. The gender confused entity looked up to the young male. His normally dark brown skin had grown pinkish on the facial ground. It-- he stuttered. “I- m-” and promptly left with an almost theatrical heel turn to spin and walk the opposite direction. Coria frowned, confused, but at the same time, understanding. It was human reaction; notes would have to be taken. “I most appreciate your attempt, friend!” Coria shouted loudly, but the young male had already left. However, this endeavor would not halt until a second attempt had been made at the least. Extending a glancing regard to the darkness cotton that threatened to overtake the sky as the sunfire dimmed, Coria walked through the pleasant streets.

    “Excuse me, young man?” a voice of a child, easily distinguishable from this point, spoke. Unless the human was physically altered..? Possibility pending.

    No, it was a child. Coria confirmed as they turned. A little bean no older than six human aspects of marked time. Definition pending.

    ..

    Years! A sense of accomplishment filled Coria, although that was a mockery of the emotion. It was more a confirmation of correct defining.

    Coria realized they needed to hand in a response. “Yes?” Coria answered, still analyzing their vocal structure to fit a proper human's. The child's eyes went wide.

    “Oh..Miss.. Ter, would you buy-” the child began but Coria had already decided a priority account.

    “Do you know what I am, small child?” Coria inquired as to their gender.

    The child tucked her arms in and broke sight connection. “No!” it spoke as if given death itself. As Coria began to pull the chest piece and cloth from their body, the child choked on words sprinted away and vanished into the alley of the streets. She looked over her shoulder to look at Coria. Coria did not follow as they had learned through severe consequences that such things were not allowed if the human ran. A man, older and light skinned, dressed in brown rags, nothing else distinguishable or worth memory space stood before Coria as they put their chest piece back into place.

    “Shame I don't have any cash on me, hon. Don't you know it's a shame..”.

    The man walked away after getting no response. Coria felt unsure as to the man's words. They did not make sense. Some variety of human language? With a heavy exhale, Coria took a cautious step back into the shadows, lifting their body in feline grace to return to the coven between two buildings, under a heavy slab of white stone material where they called a place of positioning-- home. Only here could Coria feel so welcome, but so alone. This is home forever and ever.


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    Re: Coria Sigma Stern - Am I not human?

    Post by Navi on Sun May 22, 2016 11:43 pm

    I am a little confused about this character's species and origin.


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    Re: Coria Sigma Stern - Am I not human?

    Post by Dristan on Mon May 23, 2016 12:34 am

    I suppose.. That is good?

    The first or second day I arrived on TB, I asked the staff a multitude of questions about my OC's viability. It came under the general consensus that it was fine to use their general backstory. The origin is a separate plane of existence. An error within that plane caused a fragment to fall into reality and take shape as a sentient being. That fragment is Coria. The species cannot logically be named so I gave the title of "Caelator" which means "carve" or "chaser". It's just a way to label the character appropriately.


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    Re: Coria Sigma Stern - Am I not human?

    Post by Navi on Mon May 23, 2016 1:02 am

    So long as the character stays within the confines of the universe and universal laws he or she...it now resides in then this is APPROVED


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