Post by Sisilaya Vulmecura on Jul 16, 2011 11:11:44 GMT -5
.... villian character! Should I make a separate account for him?
Name: Xandavier “The Lord”
Gender: Male
Born: Planet Gallifrey
Family: Sisilaya Vulmecura, daughter.
Occupation: Part of the High Councel on Gallifrey. Traditionalist.
Alignment/Affiliation: Heel. Villain. But in his own eyes righteous and just.
Age: 2431, 12th incarnation
Spieces: Time Lord
History/Background:
Xandavier was born on Gallifrey in the times Time Lords still viewed themselves as above other species and thus was brought up with these principles. Growing up through the academy the boy turned man grew more and more arrogant, using unorthodox ways to get his will done which was encouraged by his superiors and own parents. Yet, already at this young age other Time Lords were starting to notice that he could be a very potential danger, even though he was very talented. During the academy he created a following which would help him in higher places later on.
At the age of 900 he became part of High Council on Gallifrey, thus making his influences grow more and more. Even though his ways were quite often frowned upon for their viciousness, he kept to the laws. Strictly and to the letter so. So even though other Time Lord's may be alarmed by him, there was nothing they could do because he was technically nothing doing wrong. And no matter how frowned upon his ways sometimes were by some non traditionalists, he was brilliant and thus a very important asset to the Council.
It was only when the war started that others started seeing how much of a danger he could truly be, the laws were waning and being bent beyond their original limits. It was then that the non-traditionalists banded together in secret and abducted him . They forced him under the chameleon arch, a forceful but effective way to keep him out of the war. They left him to medieval Ireland during the 15th century, devoid of any technology. He was left there in a grain field, with no recollection of who he was or where he came from. He had not even noticed the small golden watch behind him lost between the tall grass.
But instead of being found by humans he was found by a woman of the Tuatha Dé Danann, a Faewoman. They had been able to keep off Gallifreyans radars pretty well because of their glamor an they fact they hid mostly underground. Yet, in these times many humans believed in them, which gave them the power to roam more freely then in later modern days. Still, to Gallifreyans they were just myths, stories.
The woman found him, attracted by the fact there was something different about him. Tuatha Dé Danann were lovers of the irregular, the widdershins, things that broke the usual cycle of nature's laws. And this man, lost alone in a field with no recollection of who he was positively reeked of it. Even though he looked, sounded even smelled human.. there was something off and it intrigued her. Thus, she took him with her, brought him to a small cottage on a hill and decided to care for him till he would get his memory back. But he never did. Later on she went back to the exact spot she found him, hoping she would find some clues there. All she found there was a golden watch, and didn't think anything more of it. She brought it home and placed it in one of the drawers, forgotten.
Months passed and the woman grew feelings for the man, who even though he still suffered from amnesia, was turning out to be a brilliant inventor, from more useful agriculture tools to static electricity for crude lighting. For the town the Fae woman was nothing more then a loving wife, her glamor fooling their eyes for her otherworldly features. It wasn't until long that she came with child.
That's when the Seelie Court got wind of what was going on.
As the Faerie Escheat states, humans have the right of Ignorance. And this woman had influenced this mans life to such a degree she was forced to choose between the man and her child, or forever be an exile of the other world. She choose the first.
A few months later a baby girl was born with the name Sisilaya, the names origin in faerie. She was called Sisi for short.
The small family lived happily, both parents adored their daughter and she was doted on like any child would be by their parents. It would take another ten years before the next drastic thing would happen.
The man found the watch which his young daughter one day came walking over with. Her face proud on what treasure she had found while cleaning out the cabinets. He took the watch from her and opened it to have a closer look.
And thus at that moment Xandavier got recollection again of who really he was, and what had happened. Anger consumed him at first, specially when he had realized he had bred with a woman who was not a Time Lord. But he schooled his features and ruffled the hair of the young child, telling her she had indeed found a treasure.
Little did she know what horrors would be awaiting now.
A week passed and nothing seemed to happen for the family, yet he had been building a vortex manipulator from crude materials. Xandavier played the perfect father role, even though his smiles never seemed to reach his eyes and his daughter noticed this. One night, he placed the receiver for the vortex manipulator in his own daughters brains through her ear while he kept her in a deeply sedated sleep. It wasn't until on the forth night that the villagers had come to the small cottage, screaming “Witch!” with torches and pitchforks in their hands. They took the entire family prisoners and dragged them to the town squire.
The young girl was bound and watched as her mother was burned at the stake and her own father was skinned alive.
Yet, as a Time Lord he wasn't just going to let himself die. He smiled when through his pain he could see his body starting to glow golden. He was dying, no, he was regenerating. He laughed as his body turned into a golden fountain, light pouring in all directions.
The villagers all bowed before him, believing he was an angel. All but his own daughter who was left there standing frozen.
When the light dimmed a man stood there which was tall, long silvery hair reaching his waist and light grey eyes. His face did not look older then 35.
Its then he pressed the remote and the receiver in his daughter was activated, and she was sent to futuristic times 2798 years into the future.
He laughed and disappeared that day, making his way back to Gallifrey but only to find that the war had come to it's end and no Time Lords were left. None in this universe anyway. He swore he would get back at the ones had put him under the Chameleon Arch one way or another.
Looks:
Made by ArchiaOryix on deviantart.
Used with permission of the artist.
Personality:
Xandavier is a no nonsense person with a sadistic edge to his humor. He is cold, calculating and an excellent strategist. He has a gift to build technology from the most crudest of materials, which has saved him more then once. He has no qualms of sacrificing a whole nation if it would be for the 'better good'. Strong Traditionalist. Sees other life forms that are not Time Lord below him.
Strength:
Excellent strategist, cunning, fast thinking, psychic, manipulation.
Weakness:
His arrogance, overestimating himself from time to time.
Name: Xandavier “The Lord”
Gender: Male
Born: Planet Gallifrey
Family: Sisilaya Vulmecura, daughter.
Occupation: Part of the High Councel on Gallifrey. Traditionalist.
Alignment/Affiliation: Heel. Villain. But in his own eyes righteous and just.
Age: 2431, 12th incarnation
Spieces: Time Lord
History/Background:
Xandavier was born on Gallifrey in the times Time Lords still viewed themselves as above other species and thus was brought up with these principles. Growing up through the academy the boy turned man grew more and more arrogant, using unorthodox ways to get his will done which was encouraged by his superiors and own parents. Yet, already at this young age other Time Lords were starting to notice that he could be a very potential danger, even though he was very talented. During the academy he created a following which would help him in higher places later on.
At the age of 900 he became part of High Council on Gallifrey, thus making his influences grow more and more. Even though his ways were quite often frowned upon for their viciousness, he kept to the laws. Strictly and to the letter so. So even though other Time Lord's may be alarmed by him, there was nothing they could do because he was technically nothing doing wrong. And no matter how frowned upon his ways sometimes were by some non traditionalists, he was brilliant and thus a very important asset to the Council.
It was only when the war started that others started seeing how much of a danger he could truly be, the laws were waning and being bent beyond their original limits. It was then that the non-traditionalists banded together in secret and abducted him . They forced him under the chameleon arch, a forceful but effective way to keep him out of the war. They left him to medieval Ireland during the 15th century, devoid of any technology. He was left there in a grain field, with no recollection of who he was or where he came from. He had not even noticed the small golden watch behind him lost between the tall grass.
But instead of being found by humans he was found by a woman of the Tuatha Dé Danann, a Faewoman. They had been able to keep off Gallifreyans radars pretty well because of their glamor an they fact they hid mostly underground. Yet, in these times many humans believed in them, which gave them the power to roam more freely then in later modern days. Still, to Gallifreyans they were just myths, stories.
The woman found him, attracted by the fact there was something different about him. Tuatha Dé Danann were lovers of the irregular, the widdershins, things that broke the usual cycle of nature's laws. And this man, lost alone in a field with no recollection of who he was positively reeked of it. Even though he looked, sounded even smelled human.. there was something off and it intrigued her. Thus, she took him with her, brought him to a small cottage on a hill and decided to care for him till he would get his memory back. But he never did. Later on she went back to the exact spot she found him, hoping she would find some clues there. All she found there was a golden watch, and didn't think anything more of it. She brought it home and placed it in one of the drawers, forgotten.
Months passed and the woman grew feelings for the man, who even though he still suffered from amnesia, was turning out to be a brilliant inventor, from more useful agriculture tools to static electricity for crude lighting. For the town the Fae woman was nothing more then a loving wife, her glamor fooling their eyes for her otherworldly features. It wasn't until long that she came with child.
That's when the Seelie Court got wind of what was going on.
As the Faerie Escheat states, humans have the right of Ignorance. And this woman had influenced this mans life to such a degree she was forced to choose between the man and her child, or forever be an exile of the other world. She choose the first.
A few months later a baby girl was born with the name Sisilaya, the names origin in faerie. She was called Sisi for short.
The small family lived happily, both parents adored their daughter and she was doted on like any child would be by their parents. It would take another ten years before the next drastic thing would happen.
The man found the watch which his young daughter one day came walking over with. Her face proud on what treasure she had found while cleaning out the cabinets. He took the watch from her and opened it to have a closer look.
And thus at that moment Xandavier got recollection again of who really he was, and what had happened. Anger consumed him at first, specially when he had realized he had bred with a woman who was not a Time Lord. But he schooled his features and ruffled the hair of the young child, telling her she had indeed found a treasure.
Little did she know what horrors would be awaiting now.
A week passed and nothing seemed to happen for the family, yet he had been building a vortex manipulator from crude materials. Xandavier played the perfect father role, even though his smiles never seemed to reach his eyes and his daughter noticed this. One night, he placed the receiver for the vortex manipulator in his own daughters brains through her ear while he kept her in a deeply sedated sleep. It wasn't until on the forth night that the villagers had come to the small cottage, screaming “Witch!” with torches and pitchforks in their hands. They took the entire family prisoners and dragged them to the town squire.
The young girl was bound and watched as her mother was burned at the stake and her own father was skinned alive.
Yet, as a Time Lord he wasn't just going to let himself die. He smiled when through his pain he could see his body starting to glow golden. He was dying, no, he was regenerating. He laughed as his body turned into a golden fountain, light pouring in all directions.
The villagers all bowed before him, believing he was an angel. All but his own daughter who was left there standing frozen.
When the light dimmed a man stood there which was tall, long silvery hair reaching his waist and light grey eyes. His face did not look older then 35.
Its then he pressed the remote and the receiver in his daughter was activated, and she was sent to futuristic times 2798 years into the future.
He laughed and disappeared that day, making his way back to Gallifrey but only to find that the war had come to it's end and no Time Lords were left. None in this universe anyway. He swore he would get back at the ones had put him under the Chameleon Arch one way or another.
Looks:
Made by ArchiaOryix on deviantart.
Used with permission of the artist.
Personality:
Xandavier is a no nonsense person with a sadistic edge to his humor. He is cold, calculating and an excellent strategist. He has a gift to build technology from the most crudest of materials, which has saved him more then once. He has no qualms of sacrificing a whole nation if it would be for the 'better good'. Strong Traditionalist. Sees other life forms that are not Time Lord below him.
Strength:
Excellent strategist, cunning, fast thinking, psychic, manipulation.
Weakness:
His arrogance, overestimating himself from time to time.
