Lydain Pelkys (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
sombercomedienne) wrote2015-11-08 06:57 pm
sombercomedienne) wrote2015-11-08 06:57 pm
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Synodiporia Info
 ABOUT.
Actually, it's a Circus thing.
Personality
Lydain is fundamentally a social creature, but does not take for granted that others will accept her presence; she tends to be friendly but a little aloof when approaching new people, and is cautious about where she lays her trust and her loyalty. She is most comfortable when maintaining a network of casual acquaintances and a few trusted friends. Lydain is protective of her friends and can be expected to come to their aid in cases of conflict, whether the confrontation is verbal or physical; she is more cautious about being drawn into her acquaintances' fights, although if the person in question is a sufficiently valuable contact her help can be bought. She tends to assume that most major conflicts will, sooner or later, come to blows, and if she does not have a very good reason to be involved, she would really rather be elsewhere when they do. If cornered or provoked, she won't hesitate to use physical force, and as much as is necessary to neutralize her opponent. She prefers not to kill or maim if she does not have to, but this is more out of a desire to avoid feuds and revenge-cycles with the person's friends than it is out of any particular intrinsic value she places on the sanctity of life. If she feels it practical, she has no qualms about eliminating an enemy in a very final way; similarly, if she believes it the kindest option available, she will not hesitate to deliver a mercy kill. She has killed other trolls in the past, mostly in defending herself and people she cares about, and she fully expects to need to kill again at some point in the future - among other things, her duties as a subjugglator will almost certainly include assassinations and counterrevolutionary missions. In some individual cases, she feels regret that the conflict was allowed to reach the point where mortal combat was necessary, but she does not feel any particular guilt over having killed. Lydain seeks entertainment with a determination that is, quite literally, religious; she is perfectly capable of staying on task when necessary, but in her down time she's nearly always doing something or planning something. She isn't flighty, but neither does she intensely focus on one thing in particular for extended periods of time, especially if shes passively consuming it; she'll happily watch a movie that's been recommended to her, but she doesn't have the attention span to marathon a season of a TV show in a weekend. She particularly enjoys multiplayer traditional games, both cooperative and competitive, especially ones that involve a fair amount of strategy or planning rather than simple luck. She's nearly always got a pack of playing cards on her, and she likes trading card games and pen-and-paper strategy or roleplaying games. The one major exception to her play all the games tendency is that she doesn't have any history in Alternia's high-stakes LARPing scene (FLARP being the game of choice for most of those trolls), as while she isn't adverse to an element of danger, she was always a little wary of the extremely high mortality rate among FLARPers. History Lydain's early childhood was fairly typical for a troll - she survived grubhood, was adopted by a giant white penguin, and settled down for a few sweeps in a coastal city. She did not make friends easily among her neighbors; as a indigoblooded troll, she was by imperial fiat the social superior of most of her neighbors, and a member of a caste with a reputation for brutality and instability, and most trolls near her age were naturally somewhat frightened of her. By the time she was old enough to understand why the other children were cautious or hostile around her, she was mostly used to it, and wasn't inclined to make an extraordinary effort to gain their trust. And then the circus came to town. The Alternian circus is the social embodiment of the Cult of the Mirthful Messiahs, a flamboyant, violent, hedonistic religion with strong apocalyptic dogma. It is also one of the few Alternian institutions that wholeheartedly welcomes the notoriously unpredictable indigo caste - although the heyday of Circus Cultism is past, the cult maintains strong ties to the empire's exclusively indigo subjugglator force, which operates in a capacity somewhere between shock troops and secret police, and whose commander - a troll of unknown but considerable age known in most circles simply as the Grand Highblood - is both a major religious authority within the cult, and the empress's right-hand troll and chief enforcer. While the cult is now mostly based off-planet, like most institutions with any degree of history behind them, there is still a small but significant tradition of travelling bands of adolescent and child circus cultists on Alternia, one of which would make several visits to Lydain's hometown per sweep, starting from the time she was about three sweeps old. The circus cultists were loud, and aggressive, and somewhat threatening, but they also offered the first unambiguously positive attention that the lonely little troll had ever been given. She soon began to eagerly await their visits, and by the time she was five sweeps old - about eleven years - she was joining the troupe as they traveled. From that point until she came of age at eight sweeps, Lydain spent most of the time on the road, only settling at her own hive during the dangerously intense heat of the bright seasons. After some deliberation, she settled on wearing paint in a classic whiteface design, marking her as a clown, but one inclined to take the more serious and authoritative roles in group acts. As other trolls aged out and she grew to be one of the senior members of the troupe, Lydain stepped into something of a leadership position. And then she reached eight sweeps of age and, nominally, adulthood, and was summarily conscripted on the next pass of the training wing of the imperial fleet. Lydain has thus spent the past few months in training to join the subjugglators, alongside a handful of other young indigos. The fleet has a stronger Circus presence than Alternia does, and Lydain's reconnected with a number of young adults who she knew as kids. Several of her classmates are circus cultists as well; she's grown to be close friends with flirty Auguste clown Rossan, gets along ok with snarky aerialist Arsast, and is friendly if kind of wary toward the Grand Highblood's descendant Gamzee, another Whiteface clown and, she's recently discovered, also recovering from a particularly nasty drug addiction. Lydain's a little more reserved around her secular classmates, although she likes stoic Staiko and holds out some hope of converting him. She hasn't made much effort to reach out to Lazapi, who mostly focuses on her artwork and doesn't engage with the group much, and she doesn't get along with Sephar, who is right on the borderline between indigo and violet and has a huge chip on her shoulder about it. SKILLS.
Oh, that's a cool trick.
Telepathic Network Skills:
🐧 Filter Intrusion: The ability to access privately broadcast data on the telepathic network. Even if a message is filtered to a specific group of people, you may listen in (or actively participate). Taken at time of app, in exchange for powercapped fear-manipulation aspect of chucklevoodoos. 🐧 Sensory Livestreaming: The ability to project your sensory impressions across the telepathic network. OOCly: this allows you to make audiovisual posts. Taken at time of app, in exchange for powercapped dream-manipulation aspect of chucklevoodoos. 🐧 Sensory Eavesdropping: The ability to tap into another Traveler’s sensory impressions (with permission). Requires Sensory Livestreaming. Claimed at November 2015 AC. Liminal Skills: 🐧 Liminal Bubble: Once every day, for a duration of twelve hours, make a small area of Liminal Space (five-foot diameter per Liminal Skill possessed) which does not have any undesired intrusive or disturbing features (fire, loud noises, status effects, liminal creatures). Claimed at January 2016 AC. 🐧 Hammerspace I: The ability to bring up to twenty-five pounds of objects into Liminal Space at a time and have them remain present when you’re not looking at them or carrying them (object permanence). This also permits you to open a small portal and retrieve those objects from liminal space whenever you wish. Taken at time of app, as equivalent to sylladex inventory system; Lydain still accesses hammerspace via her Array Fetch Modus. Other Skills: 🐧 Diabolin Form: the ability to assume the form of a Diabolin. Racial Traits: do not sleep or dream, enhanced strength and fortitude, radiation and poison resistance, horns, tough grey or black skin, close-range psionics, volatile mental state. Claimed at January 2016 AC. JAUNT.
Let's see what we have here.
Lydain has left Synodiporia.
OTHER.
It's important to keep yourself entertained.
🐧Polyvore Collection: fashion sets.
🐧8tracks Collection: music playlists. 🐧Miracle Child: fanfic Lydain comes from. Mind the tags. Lydain Pelkys.
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PREVIOUS JAUNTS
Children of the Night
Infiltrated as:
Lyuba Popov
Species: Ombrandanti Werewolf
Human appearance: Poorly trimmed dark brown hair, blue eyes, fair complexion. Stocky build. Rarely wears makeup.
Transformed appearance: Hyena.
Lyuba Popov became a corviger to Toshi's wraithwolf pack as an orphaned 14-year-old, and was successfully turned at 25, about eight years ago. Her alternate form is a pure-black hyena; she's pretty good at long-distance shadow-travel, although she hasn't yet figured out how to do it reliably during nights other than the full moon. She'd claim it's a work in progress, but in reality there's not much progress going on.
The pack is still very small and exclusively Ombrandanti. Lyuba is focused first and foremost on her pack's wellbeing, to a degree that's unusual even for werewolves; she's respectful toward the pack's vampire allies, utterly devoted to her packmates, and generally kind of big-sisterly toward the pack's corvigers. Personally, she'd prefer to stay out of the limelight most of the time, but she's somewhat politically sympathetic toward Lichelli, the Weirdwolf Rabble-Rouser, and she tends to be mistrustful of most vampires outside of the household that her pack serves.
For the duration of the infiltration, Lyuba mostly associated with her own pack; she was satisfied with the outcome of the "election," but not particularly invested in it.
Escape from Junkworld
Lydain, Baroness of the Dead Reach (Diabolin Criminal)
Species: Diabolin
Appearance: Similiar to troll baseline. Young adult. Does not wear face-paint the way her base self does, but does often wear heavy or dramatic makeup.
Once the owner and ruler of the Dead Reach diamond mine, a colony on the surface of a dead dwarf star, where she reigned over a handful of diabolin overseers and a much larger population of slave laborers, Lydain was an adherent to a numerological cult based around triads. When a particularly contentious - but entirely legal - bout of intragroup competition left her one of three living diabolin on the colony, she and her two fellow survivors embraced a heresy of personal divinity, believing themselves to be the embodiments of past, present, and future. Representing the present, Lydain became a creature of almost pure impulse, living entirely in the moment while her companions turned their attention to the study of long-lost knowledge and to visionary plans for the future.
This was not... terribly stable. News reached the cult they had splintered from, but by the time the Trinity Paladins arrived for a purge, the only ones left on the surface of the star were Lydain and a very few members of her personal household. After an extensive hunt through the mines and tunnels of Dead Reach, Lydain was finally captured and convicted of blasphemy. As was typical among the diabolin, she was cryogenically frozen before being left at the prison colony on Gehenna; in deference to her rank, her elven manservant was frozen in the cryopod next to hers.
Lydain would remain in cryo for nine hundred years, before waking to find the Junkworld in an uproar over the approach of the Tachyon Storm, her slave Armin already thawed and surrounded by allies, and her civilization scattered and moribund.
The evacuation of Gehenna was chaotic and Lydain chose not to draw much attention to herself, fending for herself and slipping aboard the Empress of Moths without fanfare. As the situation deteriorated over the next few weeks, she became fascinated with the widespread hallucinations that the cyborgs on board experienced, going so far as to eventually track down one of the ship's doctors and get him to install enough neural interfacing that she was able to see the illusory catastrophes as well. At the same time, she was somewhat frightened by the ship's navigator's increasing conviction that the tachyon storm contained coherent data, which she interpreted to mean that it was a meaningful and directed force of action rather than a chaotic force of nature.
And really, if something weird was coming from beyond time, and doing it on purpose, she was pretty sure that she - the one time embodiment of the present moment - was, personally, the target.
As things got weirder on board, Lydain became increasingly isolated and confused, lacking any real support system to sort out her Diabolin waking dreams from the weirdness going on around her. The overlay may eventually regain her bearings; Lydain herself was badly shaken upon returning to Liminal Space.