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Rosewater
Posts : 55 Join date : 2013-09-21
| Subject: Rosewater [Complete] Sat Sep 28, 2013 1:06 pm | |
| Rosewater To think I need a serpent to tempt me from grasping at knowledge is a fool’s thought.
The Biography
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Birth Name: Rosewater Aliases: Eve, Rose Gender: Female appearance Age: Looks about 20 or so, but was activated only a week ago Birth Day: October 20th Arcana: Fool Place of Residence: San Malarus Island, no permanent residence School Year: N/a Class: N/a After Schsool Club: N/a Part Time Job: N/a
Appearance:
Her eyes are a very light hazel brown, shimmering the slightest bit of silver due to her mechanical parts, and she has very short hair of a snowy white color. She’s about 5’ 2’’ and owns only a single set of clothes: a purple shirt with a black suit and tie.
To the naked eye, it’s very hard to tell Rosewater apart from a regular human, as every part of her was designed by her creator to look as life-like as possible, even down to a chest that is meant to regularly rise and fall in order to imitate breathing and the wires that run inside of her in a similar fashion to veins and nerves. Upon further inspection, a truly observant person could maybe pick out that she looks a bit too perfect, nails always clear, cut exactly and never growing, hair amiss of the smallest amount of damage or natural oil and skin devoid of even the slightest imperfection.
Personality: Since she is such a recent creation without any given purpose, essentially all of Rosewater’s personality or character has yet to be developed. The only human she has interacted with was her creator for perhaps an hour or two before she was left on her own. She is highly intelligent, but knows nothing of human emotions or truly anything of the world she has been thrown into. She is, however, fascinated by what she doesn’t understand, and finds the quest for any knowledge she can grasp to be her largest drive.
Essentially, she is a creature with the intellect of an adult, but the experience of a child.
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The Potential
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Strengths:
—Strength Name: Bookworm Intellect
—Description: One of the very first things that her creator wanted to learn how to be program into a robot was to give her the ability to read and understand near everything that she read in terms of logic and fact. She therefore learns very quickly once given the basis of something, and memorize any book of science if she were given one. As a side note, her creator attempted to give her a strategic enough way of thinking so that she could become the world’s best chess player, but this failed due to the fact that Rosewater failed to grasp how emotions could affect moves in a game, and was easily beaten after the latter half of the match when she mistook his panicked moves as a change in strategy. She is, however, a master of the game Reversi.
—Strength Name: System Error,Personality Model not compatible. Error. Error.
—Description: Rosewater was not designed to be a fighting machine. The potential that she holds was not something she was designed to have, but rather something that just happened to come with her creation.Though a disadvantage in combat at first, this fact results in an odd, but dangerous glitch to occur whenever she enters Orgia Mode. All her intelligence, free will and more 'human' aspects to her personality disappear when she is put into this overdrive, as it would be too much for her mechanical body to process otherwise. Instinct takes over, and she a force to be reckoned with as nothing else if left. No fear. No mercy. No regret.Though Rosewater can fight on well enough if given a reason to, she is never more effective in combat then when in this almost bestial mode.
—Strength Name: Strong Limbs
—Description: Even if every part of Rosewater’s body was made to represent a human’s, her limbs are still made of metal, as this was the material that was the most readily available in a city full of nothing but construction. As a result, her artificial “bones” are much harder to break than a regular human’s would be.
—Strength Name: Absent of Hate
—Description: Even if Rosewater was to be able to fully understand the human emotion of anger or resent, she would not be the type of person to hold a grudge of any kind, not even against her creator.
—Strength Name: Free Will
—Description: Unlike some robots which have been specifically programed to be with a certain organization or person, Rosewater truly does whatever she feels is best, though she has a higher loyalty towards humans rather than robots since she was taught by her creator that they are higher than herself. Other than that, however, she still has a much greater independent will that most robots.
Weaknesses:
—Weakness Name: Newborn’s Experience
—Description: Other than being programed to already know how to read, write, talk and move, Rosewater has literally no experience with the world she’s simply been thrown into. Though she has the ability to learn near about anything, she knows little to nothing about the most basic premises of human life: that people eat, sleep, the different type of jobs in the world or even that life is not enteral. Though surely she will come to realize these things with time, it still doesn’t change the fact that her mind was designed to be able to speak a myriad of words she does not know the meaning of, be it life, work, or even something as simple as metal. Even more complicated for her is the field of human emotion, and though her papillon heart is more than capable of holding emotions, it does not mean she can understand or give a name to what she or anybody else feels.
—Weakness Name: No Repair Skills
—Description: Among the things that Rosewater does not know, perhaps one of the most hindering is the fact that she cannot repair herself if her body was to take any sort of damage. Though it may be done by someone who is highly skilled in both mechanics and human biology, it must also be remembered that her body is not like that of a traditional robot’s, and is designed based more on human anatomy that practicality for herself.
—Weakness Name: Robot Abnormality: Fear
—Description: There is a single emotion that Rosewater has already been able to hold and even somewhat understand since her creation, and that is the ability to feel fear. Her creator had originally intended for her to be as long living a creation as possible, so he made sure that she would feel the overwhelming need to escape a dangerous situation if she found herself in one. Therefore, she feels fear in an even stronger sense than most humans.
—Weakness Name: Robot Abnormality: Pain
—Description: Perhaps one of the most unusual things that Rosewater holds that differs her from other robots is her artificial nerves that allow her to feel pain. Again, this is a result of her creator wanting what he thought would be his masterpiece to stay out of danger and keep her from bringing any harm to her frame. Through his twisted image of perfection, however, he did not program Rosewater to scream or cry out in pain when it is inflicted, only leaving her with some amount of agony to punish her for damaging his work.
—Weakness Name: Poor Social Skills
—Description: It almost goes without saying that Rosewater has very poor social skills, mostly due to her lack of experience around humans and her difficultly in understanding emotions to begin with. It creates an odd glitch where she’ll be quieter than a mouse most of the time, but eagerly talking in a rapid, energetic fashion if she is spoken to and feels like she has something to learn from a conversation.
Soul Bound Weapon:
Weapon Name: Sharpened RubiesWeapon
Description: These are long, thin rubies with a sharpened point on both ends, meant to be thrown at an enemy in a motion similar to throwing a Frisbee or a dart
Weapon Image: N/a
Weapon Attack Type: Pierce
Weapon Element:
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The Background
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History:(At Least 2-3 Paragraphs) As with most robots, Rosewater’s story begins mostly with that of her creator. In this case, her creator was an overworked mechanic living in the industries of San Malarus Island, a brilliant mind in the world of technology in his late thirties. Her construction was the result of a single goal: to create the perfect human being, to build an Eve more wondrous than God’s original design: someone who wouldn’t be capable of any of the seven sins. Every minute detail put into her was built for his delusions, from a series minute radiators in her structure to imitate body heat to a mechanical heart whose beats respond to that of her emotions. Perhaps the only intentional things that he did not include in her was parts which would allow her to carry out the sin of lust and a digestive system to keep her away from the temptation of gluttony.
Upon her activation, a year after her creation had begun, her first memory is that of identifying the colors in front of her, knowledge that she processed quickly due to the vocabulary that had already been programmed into her. Green, Yellow, Blue…she knew the words, but was only just now making the connection of what they were. It was a more than odd sensation, to have someone with an intelligence only just figuring out that she could will her fingers into moving seconds after she could see. She must have stood there for perhaps a minute, taking in her surroundings and the fact she had a body at all in she would honestly call the most terrifying moment of her life, however short it might have been. To describe it in words was impossible, only be labeled as the burden of sudden existence without even so much as a mother’s womb to have stayed in months prior.
“Well? Are you going to say something, Eve?” She blinked a few times, as it took her a little while to realize that this man, who she knew to be her creator through one of the only piece of previously programmed knowledge she had, was talking to her. Her eyes closed for a second or two, hearing the man’s annoyed growl as his creation was overwhelmed with the words that she knew she could choose from to respond.
“I’m sorry. I didn’t know.” A snicker of a grin crossed his lips, and the robot could only hope this meant he was pleased. He, of course, was too excited about his masterpiece coming to life to even think of simply letting a new soul adjust to its existence. The first thing which he asked her to do was to challenge him to a game of chess after he had explained the rules to her, which “Eve” memorized and understood almost immediately. His experiment seemed to be going fairly well at first, as the robot’s computer mind easily calculated the best actions on the first few moves, but somehow, just when he thought there was no escape from the trap that his “Eve” had set up for him, his opponents moves became erratic and illogical. In a few moves, he easily beat her.
“What is this?! Why did you change your strategy?! It was flawless!”
“I thought you were changing yours.” She stated, a slight tinge of fear present in her voice at the man’s tone who was making her uncomfortable. He didn’t look pleased with her. Angry? Her eyebrows furrowed together at the single word which formed in her mind, not knowing what it meant. Heavy footsteps of her nameless creator interrupted thought as the frustrated mechanic went to review over his notes. She was thankful for the lack of stimulus after that, taking a few minutes to herself to simply take in the little world around here, to wonder of the about light that shone on a body she still could barely believe belonged to her, to think of why her chest moved up and down at a regular pace, and simply experiment her fascinating sense of touch on the wooden table at her fingertips. Fear of her sudden existence was starting to dull slightly by now, and began to look at the small room she had been but in with childlike curiosity, looking at the stripes of colors that she had seen before when she first opened her eyes. Books. The word came to her artificial mind naturally, and she found herself eager to find out what the object’s purpose was. Once her fingers had enough practice to be nimble enough to turn the pages, she took the paperback version of “Slaughter-House Five” into her hands, opening to a random section of the book and finding herself surprised to find out she already knew how to read. Somehow she understood it. Eliot Rosewater, whoever he was, was trying to make the world a better place by being sympathetic to everyone he met….that’s what this page was saying, right? It was too bad that she never got to finish so much as another page before the ‘book’ which she had been holding was ripped out of her hands, and her confused and shocked gaze turned to that of her creator.
“What are you doing?! No, no! You ignorant fool! I create you in a greater than any man has dare gone, to bring to life the perfect being where the divine cannot reach, void of original sin and the human temptations of which you cannot begin to understand…and this is how you reward me, not an hour into your existence?!” The robot’s fingers curled at her bodily tension as she saw the look in his eyes, discomfort and nervousness overwhelmed what had been a peaceful and curious mind only seconds before hand. Anxiety.
Please stop talking in that louder voice. The sounds that my chest is making is getting faster. I don’t like it.
“Seconds left to yourself, and already you’ve bitten into the apple of knowledge without so much as a serpent to tell you that rewards await. Already you reach for what you don’t have and devour it like a rabid wolf! Out! Get out of my home you worthless abomination!”
She was grabbed by her sleeve to be dragged to the far more complex outside world, literally thrown out of the only place she had even remotely known for her knees and elbows to kiss the European-style brick road. She didn’t move from her place for several hours, beyond lost on what to do without so much as a hand to help her get to her feet, literally and figuratively. Cruel as her creator was, she still wished for him to come back until night fell (though it’s effects where impossible to see with the smog which had blocked out the sun to begin with), when she finally had to accept she’d be completely on her own. The only thing she could was to walk forward and hope she’d wind up somewhere that’d teach her something new. What else was there to do but simply devour the forbidden fruit once she had already taken the first bite?
She’d call herself Rosewater now, she thought, as her creator wasn’t too clear about whether her name was “Eve” or “Worthless Abomination”. It would only be appropriate that she’d always remember the piece of knowledge which kicked her out of the Garden of Eden.
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| | | Grantus
Posts : 6498 Join date : 2013-07-06 Age : 30
| Subject: Re: Rosewater [Complete] Tue Apr 22, 2014 3:48 pm | |
| - Rosewater wrote:
Rosewater To think I need a serpent to tempt me from grasping at knowledge is a fool’s thought.
The Biography
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Birth Name: Rosewater Aliases: Eve, Rose Gender: Female appearance Age: Looks about 20 or so, but was activated only a week ago Birth Day: October 20th Arcana: Fool Place of Residence: Iwaigodai, no permanent residence School Year: N/a Class: N/a After Schsool Club: N/a Part Time Job: N/a
Appearance:
Her eyes are a very light hazel brown, shimmering the slightest bit of silver due to her mechanical parts, and she has very short hair of a snowy white color. She’s about 5’ 2’’ and owns only a single set of clothes: a purple shirt with a black suit and tie.
To the naked eye, it’s very hard to tell Rosewater apart from a regular human, as every part of her was designed by her creator to look as life-like as possible, even down to a chest that is meant to regularly rise and fall in order to imitate breathing and the wires that run inside of her in a similar fashion to veins and nerves. Upon further inspection, a truly observant person could maybe pick out that she looks a bit too perfect, nails always clear, cut exactly and never growing, hair amiss of the smallest amount of damage or natural oil and skin devoid of even the slightest imperfection.
Personality: Since she is such a recent creation without any given purpose, essentially all of Rosewater’s personality or character has yet to be developed. The only human she has interacted with was her creator for perhaps an hour or two before she was left on her own. She is highly intelligent, but knows nothing of human emotions or truly anything of the world she has been thrown into. She is, however, fascinated by what she doesn’t understand, and finds the quest for any knowledge she can grasp to be her largest drive.
Essentially, she is a creature with the intellect of an adult, but the experience of a child.
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The Potential
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Strengths:
—Strength Name: Bookworm Intellect—Description: One of the very first things that her creator wanted to learn how to be program into a robot was to give her the ability to read and understand near everything that she read in terms of logic and fact. She therefore learns very quickly once given the basis of something, and memorize any book of science if she were given one. As a side note, her creator attempted to give her a strategic enough way of thinking so that she could become the world’s best chess player, but this failed due to the fact that Rosewater failed to grasp how emotions could affect moves in a game, and was easily beaten after the latter half of the match when she mistook his panicked moves as a change in strategy. She is, however, a master of the game Reversi.—Strength Name: Minimal Maintenance —Description: Since Rosewater was built in such a way that her creator wanted to forget that she was a robot all together, she was designed to need as little maintenance on her mechanical body as possible, meaning that no metal would be able to rust and every nut and bolt in her body is very secure and hard to remove. —Strength Name: Strong Limbs—Description: Even if every part of Rosewater’s body was made to represent a human’s, her limbs are still made of metal, as this was the material that was the most readily available in a city full of nothing but construction. As a result, her artificial “bones” are much harder to break than a regular human’s would be. —Strength Name: Absent of Hate—Description: Even if Rosewater was to be able to fully understand the human emotion of anger or resent, she would not be the type of person to hold a grudge of any kind, not even against her creator.—Strength Name: Free Will—Description: Unlike some robots which have been specifically programed to be with a certain organization or person, Rosewater truly does whatever she feels is best, though she has a higher loyalty towards humans rather than robots since she was taught by her creator that they are higher than herself. Other than that, however, she still has a much greater independent will that most robots.
Weaknesses:
—Weakness Name: Newborn’s Experience—Description: Other than being programed to already know how to read, write, talk and move, Rosewater has literally no experience with the world she’s simply been thrown into. Though she has the ability to learn near about anything, she knows little to nothing about the most basic premises of human life: that people eat, sleep, the different type of jobs in the world or even that life is not enteral. Though surely she will come to realize these things with time, it still doesn’t change the fact that her mind was designed to be able to speak a myriad of words she does not know the meaning of, be it life, work, or even something as simple as metal. Even more complicated for her is the field of human emotion, and though her papillon heart is more than capable of holding emotions, it does not mean she can understand or give a name to what she or anybody else feels.—Weakness Name: No Repair Skills—Description: Among the things that Rosewater does not know, perhaps one of the most hindering is the fact that she cannot repair herself if her body was to take any sort of damage. Though it may be done by someone who is highly skilled in both mechanics and human biology, it must also be remembered that her body is not like that of a traditional robot’s, and is designed based more on human anatomy that practicality for herself. —Weakness Name: Robot Abnormality: Fear—Description: There is a single emotion that Rosewater has already been able to hold and even somewhat understand since her creation, and that is the ability to feel fear. Her creator had originally intended for her to be as long living a creation as possible, so he made sure that she would feel the overwhelming need to escape a dangerous situation if she found herself in one. Therefore, she feels fear in an even stronger sense than most humans.—Weakness Name: Robot Abnormality: Pain—Description: Perhaps one of the most unusual things that Rosewater holds that differs her from other robots is her artificial nerves that allow her to feel pain. Again, this is a result of her creator wanting what he thought would be his masterpiece to stay out of danger and keep her from bringing any harm to her frame. Through his twisted image of perfection, however, he did not program Rosewater to scream or cry out in pain when it is inflicted, only leaving her with some amount of agony to punish her for damaging his work.—Weakness Name: Poor Social Skills—Description: It almost goes without saying that Rosewater has very poor social skills, mostly due to her lack of experience around humans and her difficultly in understanding emotions to begin with. It creates an odd glitch where she’ll be quieter than a mouse most of the time, but eagerly talking in a rapid, energetic fashion if she is spoken to and feels like she has something to learn from a conversation.
Soul Bound Weapon:
Weapon Name: Sharpened RubiesWeapon Description These are long, thin rubies with a sharpened point on both ends, meant to be thrown at an enemy in a motion similar to throwing a Frisbee or a dart Weapon Image: N/aWeapon Attack Type: PierceWeapon Element:
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The Background
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History:(At Least 2-3 Paragraphs) As with most robots, Rosewater’s story begins mostly with that of her creator. In this case, her creator was an overworked mechanic living in the industrious city of Iwaigodai, a brilliant mind in the world of technology in his late thirties. Her construction was the result of a single goal: to create the perfect human being, to build an Eve more wondrous than God’s original design: someone who wouldn’t be capable of any of the seven sins. Every minute detail put into her was built for his delusions, from a series minute radiators in her structure to imitate body heat to a mechanical heart whose beats respond to that of her emotions. Perhaps the only intentional things that he did not include in her was parts which would allow her to carry out the sin of lust and a digestive system to keep her away from the temptation of gluttony.
Upon her activation, a year after her creation had begun, her first memory is that of identifying the colors in front of her, knowledge that she processed quickly due to the vocabulary that had already been programmed into her. Green, Yellow, Blue…she knew the words, but was only just now making the connection of what they were. It was a more than odd sensation, to have someone with an intelligence only just figuring out that she could will her fingers into moving seconds after she could see. She must have stood there for perhaps a minute, taking in her surroundings and the fact she had a body at all in she would honestly call the most terrifying moment of her life, however short it might have been. To describe it in words was impossible, only be labeled as the burden of sudden existence without even so much as a mother’s womb to have stayed in months prior.
“Well? Are you going to say something, Eve?” She blinked a few times, as it took her a little while to realize that this man, who she knew to be her creator through one of the only piece of previously programmed knowledge she had, was talking to her. Her eyes closed for a second or two, hearing the man’s annoyed growl as his creation was overwhelmed with the words that she knew she could choose from to respond.
“I’m sorry. I didn’t know.” A snicker of a grin crossed his lips, and the robot could only hope this meant he was pleased. He, of course, was too excited about his masterpiece coming to life to even think of simply letting a new soul adjust to its existence. The first thing which he asked her to do was to challenge him to a game of chess after he had explained the rules to her, which “Eve” memorized and understood almost immediately. His experiment seemed to be going fairly well at first, as the robot’s computer mind easily calculated the best actions on the first few moves, but somehow, just when he thought there was no escape from the trap that his “Eve” had set up for him, his opponents moves became erratic and illogical. In a few moves, he easily beat her.
“What is this?! Why did you change your strategy?! It was flawless!”
“I thought you were changing yours.” She stated, a slight tinge of fear present in her voice at the man’s tone who was making her uncomfortable. He didn’t look pleased with her. Angry? Her eyebrows furrowed together at the single word which formed in her mind, not knowing what it meant. Heavy footsteps of her nameless creator interrupted thought as the frustrated mechanic went to review over his notes. She was thankful for the lack of stimulus after that, taking a few minutes to herself to simply take in the little world around here, to wonder of the about light that shone on a body she still could barely believe belonged to her, to think of why her chest moved up and down at a regular pace, and simply experiment her fascinating sense of touch on the wooden table at her fingertips. Fear of her sudden existence was starting to dull slightly by now, and began to look at the small room she had been but in with childlike curiosity, looking at the stripes of colors that she had seen before when she first opened her eyes. Books. The word came to her artificial mind naturally, and she found herself eager to find out what the object’s purpose was. Once her fingers had enough practice to be nimble enough to turn the pages, she took the paperback version of “Slaughter-House Five” into her hands, opening to a random section of the book and finding herself surprised to find out she already knew how to read. Somehow she understood it. Eliot Rosewater, whoever he was, was trying to make the world a better place by being sympathetic to everyone he met….that’s what this page was saying, right? It was too bad that she never got to finish so much as another page before the ‘book’ which she had been holding was ripped out of her hands, and her confused and shocked gaze turned to that of her creator.
“What are you doing?! No, no! You ignorant fool! I create you in a greater than any man has dare gone, to bring to life the perfect being where the divine cannot reach, void of original sin and the human temptations of which you cannot begin to understand…and this is how you reward me, not an hour into your existence?!” The robot’s fingers curled at her bodily tension as she saw the look in his eyes, discomfort and nervousness overwhelmed what had been a peaceful and curious mind only seconds before hand. Anxiety.
Please stop talking in that louder voice. The sounds that my chest is making is getting faster. I don’t like it.
“Seconds left to yourself, and already you’ve bitten into the apple of knowledge without so much as a serpent to tell you that rewards await. Already you reach for what you don’t have and devour it like a rabid wolf! Out! Get out of my home you worthless abomination!”
She was grabbed by her sleeve to be dragged to the far more complex outside world, literally thrown out of the only place she had even remotely known for her knees and elbows to kiss the grime of the soot stained street. She didn’t move from her place for several hours, beyond lost on what to do without so much as a hand to help her get to her feet, literally and figuratively. Cruel as her creator was, she still wished for him to come back until night fell (though it’s effects where impossible to see with the smog which had blocked out the sun to begin with), when she finally had to accept she’d be completely on her own. The only thing she could was to walk forward and hope she’d wind up somewhere that’d teach her something new. What else was there to do but simply devour the forbidden fruit once she had already taken the first bite?
She’d call herself Rosewater now, she thought, as her creator wasn’t too clear about whether her name was “Eve” or “Worthless Abomination”. It would only be appropriate that she’d always remember the piece of knowledge which kicked her out of the Garden of Eden.
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