The Dusk Brigade
Apr 8, 2021 21:44:50 GMT
Post by Deleted on Apr 8, 2021 21:44:50 GMT
Name: Siegfried Muller
Alias: Sieg, Siggy or Sigmeister [don't you dare]
Age: 23
Gender: Male
Height: 5'11
Weight: 180
Alignment: Lawful Neutral
Birth Date: 10/01
Birth Place: Berlin/Germany
Skills/Talents:
Impractical historian: Less of a skill or talent and more of an interest, Siegfried enjoys seeing places where historical moments took place. He has a habit of wanting to learn more about locations and doesn't mind delving into the cold hard facts even if they upset him. His knack for pushing the right buttons in the right places often leads him to areas or problems that you wouldn't normally have as a student.
Business minded: Pursuing an associates in business often means crunching numbers and learning how micro and macro economics works. He tends to take a more business sided approach to new meetings. Sizing up the worth of those that he meets more in a financial sense than a practical sense. Based on what they wear and where they reside help him understand where they've been and where they can go... and how to break that mold.
Lock picking: Suffice to say in terms of legal matters; no one can always remain clean. Some places don't let you in to see the real history. Some places try to tidy it up and some places ignore the bitter facts. So to learn what he wants and how he wants to learn it he went out and found a way to get around some of the more... archaic ways of keeping people out. That said; he's not adept at this and it requires some time to get things open. Whether it be digital or physical in nature.
Backpack Contents: Varies from time to time, but why the hell is he carrying a gallon jug of water everywhere he goes?
Digivice: White/orange/red
Personality:
Cheerful: Suffice to say Siegfried is a very cheerful person, rarely is there not a smile on his face. Not a silver lining to every situation and often when caught in his hand in the cookie jar can this man put on airs like nothing is wrong. His disposition often leaves much to be desired; his hidden grievances put away for a better time for others to view his positivity first and foremost. Surprise is not in his nature; slow and steady may win the race but it was the hare who nearly got there first but got lazy. This fits him to a T but he often finishes everything even if he doesn't finish first... with a smile.
Bright: It's always sunny somewhere, it's always daytime. There's a light in the darkness; look to the north on the third day and I will come sort of nonsense. Siegfried is all of these things and more; his absurd level of brightness can often be something that's overwhelming to some and even if his demeanor may be unchanged and he's secretly annoyed it'll practically be impossible to see that past a minor eyebrow twitch or crick of the neck. In the worst of times he is the brightest beacon; refusing to allow himself to crumble under pressure and pushing on through because that light at the end of the tunnel? That's him baby.
Over the top: Suffice to say when it comes to his dress, comes to where he lives or where he wants to go it's a bit... Well. A bit over what you'd expect him to be. Born into an absurdly rich family has given him a little too much room to do what he wants. So why not do everything? Why not experience everything how it was meant to be? Absolutely absurdly. Now this doesn't mean that he won't share or push for other people to enjoy it with him but... Well. He will push; he'll go forward and he'll throw on airs if he really needs to but that cheerful and bright disposition of his takes priority.
A little too forward: Handshakes? Hugs? Arm around the shoulder? Siegfried is an extremely physical person that has a very small personal bubble not unlike a certain smiling shark. But in comparison to her his bubble is more along the lines of the comfort of others. Sure he might put forward a wonderfully cheerful bubble and might be able to coax the personal barriers to a lesser degree than they need to be and might be able to make people relax by his nature alone but... This often gets him in trouble with the wrong people; it also means that his knack for getting in trouble comes from him telling the absolute truth.
That being said. He doesn't lie. Unless it's an extreme case where telling the truth would instead hurt someone beyond repair.. then maybe a little white lie wouldn't hurt.
Appearance: Standing at a whopping five foot eleven Siegfried is the closest to being a giant out of most of his family. Who all seem to harbor some sort of surprise at the sheer size their relative has grown to. Preferring to wear an assortment of white clothing; usually a loose fitting T shirt and some off-white cargo pants with blackish boots. During the chillier seasons this changes to a white turtleneck and a surprisingly orange working cap.
In the digital world his attire changes quite drastically; essentially changing to a more armored reserve of sorts. Strange padding and over the top metals that functionally operate much like his clothing normally does. With popped collar, orange and red highlights his armor often more than not puts him out compared to others. So far he hasn't figured out if there are other options to this gaudy appearance but... given how it's comfortable? He's not complaining too much about it.
Ultimately Siegfried has a few tattoos that he got when he gradated from his primary courses. One under each eye and a cog sun on one either shoulder. History is just gears turning that we can't see after all! The very last thing that he tends to forget is the strange orange color of his eyes. No they're not contacts but... That seems to usually be the guess when he runs into people.
FaceClaim: .hack//GU • Haseo • Siegfried Muller
Personal History:
Siegfried was born to a wealthy branch of the Muller family; the middle child of thirteen. Most of his older siblings are all women while a good assortment of those after him are twins or in one case quadruplets. Being the sole male out of these lot means that he got a lot of attention from his somewhat traditional parents. Who focused heavily on him and tried to push him towards leading their company.
One that on a business level is quite uncertain due to their ever growing needs of land outweighing everything else. Not wanting to be caught running what he viewed as a dead ended opportunity Siegfried decided that his time would be better served understanding the past before deciding what he wanted to do in the future. That being said even as a child he loved hearing stories of the things ancient civilizations and heroes did. Always finding it strange that many were lifted up compared to everyone else.
That being said; he still didn't want anything to do with his parent's company. His parents of course didn't approve of this fact and they had many a bitter argument until he enrolled into college. Eventually agreeing to take a business minor while pursing a history major. His parent's company eventually going to his eldest sister who was more in for it than he was. But regardless of that fact she seemed to have it in her head that unless she did something about Siegfried... well he'd eventually come around wanting to take over the company.
This was not the case and would never be the case in Siegfried's opinion so he agreed that he would move out of country and sign away any and all potential rights to the company for a sizeable sum to his sister. Which eventually led to him pursuing an education outside of german borders. But there were many places he didn't feel like going, america was too big, russia often had issues of it's own that he wouldn't understand... so why not a country that his own had ties to in the past here or there? Why not japan which put him very far away from the political drivel of his parents and family... all on his own with a still very sizeable sum of money.
That being said he didn't pause in his research or learning about the country he was now moving to. Wanting to understand it on a deep cultural level and to understand it's history. It's not hard to find him walking around the country, taking pictures, talking to people in japanese and even trying to learn the way that certain words are used in different locations.
His studies would continue to take him abroad in the country, even though that most of it was focused on the city of shibuya. Especially after a particular event struck the country about a year prior. Goldenweek; where monsters crept out of the shadows. Offering themselves up to the world in such a way to barely escape notice. The government may have tried to hide what was found but...
To siegfried this raised more questions, more concerns. What was a digimon? What sort of history did they have with japan? Why did he never hear of this anywhere else? Did they have any impact on the past or were they a careful guarded secret of the future to come? He wouldn't know until...
Until his device appeared during the night.
Partner Name: Bartholomew
Gender: Male
Alignment: Lawful Neutral
Skills/Talents:
Fishing: Unsurprisingly needing to eat and survive in the frozen northern wastes where sometimes all you can do is stick it out... well. That means ice fishing, spear fishing and other mediums of this is all you can do to put a meal in front of you. Cooked or not it's still better than nothing.
Weaving: With the extreme cold and a body that wasn't entirely prepared for it Bartholomew had to learn to do something to keep the weather at bay. The young digimon of course would spend an awful lot of time with chattering teeth or shaking fingers to make weaves of magically produced fabrics to make outfits that were just right for him. To keep out the cold till he got used to it or acclimated. Even though he has now... that still doesn't change the fact he likes his outfits that he's made to survive in the cold.
Magik: The magik in his blood is something powerful, a sheer intense power that encircles everything about him. From the runes on his clothes, to the runes on his horns. To the barely contained essence that runs through his data. His magical aptitude makes him a beacon for those power hungry or desperate enough to try to find him in this barren wastes. His ability to fluctuate and understand things of this nature also makes him an incredible asset to a battle.
Inventory:
Varied woven clothing
Bags of fish
A broken compass
At least one fishing pole.
Personality:
Quiet: Bartholomew is a fairly quiet individual, more used to his actions speaking louder than his words. These actions often being enough for him to not have to say anything at all. While not mute by any means he doesn't like to speak too much. Having to constantly switch between breathing air and cycling to his gills means that his throat would most certain be a little raw and no one likes the taste of data. Well unless you do which... might want to see someone about that.
Reserved: While not an introvert by any means he's no where near as forward as his General. Often staying back and often assessing situations long before stepping into them. He's quick and to the point, never wasting time to those that need it. His passion lay elsewhere in the magiks and equipment he can make for others.
Gentle: Infinitely so Bartholomew is the sort with an absolutely perfect bedside manner, the sort of person you'd send to go help a child. A dying man or someone who has lost his way. His touch barely registering and the gentle words that he would weave to those that cannot make him a powerful and passionate leader. One that stands by even in the simplest and worst of times. But at his heart he's just a kid; a little kid with a lot of growing up to do and a lot of death on his mind. So he'll spend that time to make sure your own is... wonderful.
Friendly: Even though he's quiet, even though he's reserved. Even though his touch and words are gentle. Bartholomew is friendly; his smile and warmth can be felt even in the freezing nature of the north. He's the sort that would approach those that are in intense need even if his own life was in danger. Even if he didn't know them. Even if they weren't and they were willing to give him a little time? He would approach them to show his sincere and friendly nature shine through the carefully constructed silence.
Personal History:
Bartholomew wasn't always a quiet individual, he wasn't always the sort to hang back. Once he was a proud warrior that fought on the front lines for those in need. For those that had no one else left to turn to. He was the leader of a group known as the Dusk Brigade. Taking jobs no one wanted; no one even cared about. Often not even taking a payment. Working to better the digital world even though that they would often come home with blood or bruised bodies.
But even though he worked so hard to construct such a powerful group of warriors it wasn't until long that this sort of action was noticed. Noticed not by a military or a government but by something else. A pair of individuals whom formed... Gracenovamon. They were no match against such a powerful beast of war. Such a powerful individual that could break the sky, tear up the lands and destroy entire cities if left unchecked.
So they fought, bitterly. Falling one after another; but never quite dying never quite being left gasping for breath. For each one of them that fell, they were pushed. Sent through time or sent through space to another location where they could live. Gracenovamon wasn't interested in them. They were interested in their leader even though they fought and gave their all.
Standing alone against a giant would have no other consequence other than death. Perhaps even finding himself loaded. But bitterly did he fight, until his body broken in twain, split into thousands of pieces. Crushed beneath the heel of a super power he had never expected to meet.
But death did not allow him a moment of peace; all it did was steal his memories, his drive, his understanding and his power. But his data ran deep and his determination was what brought him not to the village of beginnings where all start.
But to the blasted hellscape of the frozen north where survival each day was on your back and your back alone. With icy breath and the knowledge of oblivion in his heart this small frail child stepped out of the cave to an adventure and understanding all of his own.
Survival.
Primary Partner
Species: Silvramon
Appearance:
To note this is redscale due to artist choice, but his scales/attire is often blue such as this.
Attribute: Vaccine
Family/ies: Dragon's Roar
Type: Dragon Kid
Fighting Style:
Abilities: [4 Abilities Max]
Water breathing|non combat passive: Due to the fact that he has gills, Bartholomew is able to breath underwater. It's more acclimated and has an easier time with more frigid environments than anything else.
Ice Adaptability|Combat passive: Spending so long in the north has made Bartholomew's nature change fairly drastically. His temperance for the location has changed, making him immune to the cold climates effects as well as making him immune to ice based attacks. However due to this hotter environments make him sluggish and fire attacks hurt twice as much.
Frozen Spears: Summoning an array of frozen spears behind him bartholomew can launch these lengths of ice at a target within thirty feet. If the attack hits it increases the cooldown of the next move used by one. Three post cooldown. Medium damage.
Ice wave: Bartholomew is capable of casting a powerful ability from both underwater and above it. Sending out a chilling wave of ice that freezes a target to the bone. Slowing them by 25% and decreasing their defense by the same amount for two posts. Three post cooldown. Thirty foot range.
Ice Globe: Barhtolomew taps into his inner magiks and can summon a powerful omnidirectional globe that encompasses a five meter radius around him. Protecting any allies within the globe for a brief instant blocking one attack for each member within the globe [up to three]. Five post cooldown. Blocking multiple attacks drains him however and on his next posting round he must take a moment to recuperate. Being able to move sluggishly and being unable to attack, named or otherwise. To note this ability only affects rookie level attacks, any form above [champ, ult, etc...] will penetrate the globe with ease.
Alias: Sieg, Siggy or Sigmeister [don't you dare]
Age: 23
Gender: Male
Height: 5'11
Weight: 180
Alignment: Lawful Neutral
Birth Date: 10/01
Birth Place: Berlin/Germany
Skills/Talents:
Impractical historian: Less of a skill or talent and more of an interest, Siegfried enjoys seeing places where historical moments took place. He has a habit of wanting to learn more about locations and doesn't mind delving into the cold hard facts even if they upset him. His knack for pushing the right buttons in the right places often leads him to areas or problems that you wouldn't normally have as a student.
Business minded: Pursuing an associates in business often means crunching numbers and learning how micro and macro economics works. He tends to take a more business sided approach to new meetings. Sizing up the worth of those that he meets more in a financial sense than a practical sense. Based on what they wear and where they reside help him understand where they've been and where they can go... and how to break that mold.
Lock picking: Suffice to say in terms of legal matters; no one can always remain clean. Some places don't let you in to see the real history. Some places try to tidy it up and some places ignore the bitter facts. So to learn what he wants and how he wants to learn it he went out and found a way to get around some of the more... archaic ways of keeping people out. That said; he's not adept at this and it requires some time to get things open. Whether it be digital or physical in nature.
Backpack Contents: Varies from time to time, but why the hell is he carrying a gallon jug of water everywhere he goes?
Digivice: White/orange/red
Personality:
Cheerful: Suffice to say Siegfried is a very cheerful person, rarely is there not a smile on his face. Not a silver lining to every situation and often when caught in his hand in the cookie jar can this man put on airs like nothing is wrong. His disposition often leaves much to be desired; his hidden grievances put away for a better time for others to view his positivity first and foremost. Surprise is not in his nature; slow and steady may win the race but it was the hare who nearly got there first but got lazy. This fits him to a T but he often finishes everything even if he doesn't finish first... with a smile.
Bright: It's always sunny somewhere, it's always daytime. There's a light in the darkness; look to the north on the third day and I will come sort of nonsense. Siegfried is all of these things and more; his absurd level of brightness can often be something that's overwhelming to some and even if his demeanor may be unchanged and he's secretly annoyed it'll practically be impossible to see that past a minor eyebrow twitch or crick of the neck. In the worst of times he is the brightest beacon; refusing to allow himself to crumble under pressure and pushing on through because that light at the end of the tunnel? That's him baby.
Over the top: Suffice to say when it comes to his dress, comes to where he lives or where he wants to go it's a bit... Well. A bit over what you'd expect him to be. Born into an absurdly rich family has given him a little too much room to do what he wants. So why not do everything? Why not experience everything how it was meant to be? Absolutely absurdly. Now this doesn't mean that he won't share or push for other people to enjoy it with him but... Well. He will push; he'll go forward and he'll throw on airs if he really needs to but that cheerful and bright disposition of his takes priority.
A little too forward: Handshakes? Hugs? Arm around the shoulder? Siegfried is an extremely physical person that has a very small personal bubble not unlike a certain smiling shark. But in comparison to her his bubble is more along the lines of the comfort of others. Sure he might put forward a wonderfully cheerful bubble and might be able to coax the personal barriers to a lesser degree than they need to be and might be able to make people relax by his nature alone but... This often gets him in trouble with the wrong people; it also means that his knack for getting in trouble comes from him telling the absolute truth.
That being said. He doesn't lie. Unless it's an extreme case where telling the truth would instead hurt someone beyond repair.. then maybe a little white lie wouldn't hurt.
Appearance: Standing at a whopping five foot eleven Siegfried is the closest to being a giant out of most of his family. Who all seem to harbor some sort of surprise at the sheer size their relative has grown to. Preferring to wear an assortment of white clothing; usually a loose fitting T shirt and some off-white cargo pants with blackish boots. During the chillier seasons this changes to a white turtleneck and a surprisingly orange working cap.
In the digital world his attire changes quite drastically; essentially changing to a more armored reserve of sorts. Strange padding and over the top metals that functionally operate much like his clothing normally does. With popped collar, orange and red highlights his armor often more than not puts him out compared to others. So far he hasn't figured out if there are other options to this gaudy appearance but... given how it's comfortable? He's not complaining too much about it.
Ultimately Siegfried has a few tattoos that he got when he gradated from his primary courses. One under each eye and a cog sun on one either shoulder. History is just gears turning that we can't see after all! The very last thing that he tends to forget is the strange orange color of his eyes. No they're not contacts but... That seems to usually be the guess when he runs into people.
FaceClaim: .hack//GU • Haseo • Siegfried Muller
Personal History:
Siegfried was born to a wealthy branch of the Muller family; the middle child of thirteen. Most of his older siblings are all women while a good assortment of those after him are twins or in one case quadruplets. Being the sole male out of these lot means that he got a lot of attention from his somewhat traditional parents. Who focused heavily on him and tried to push him towards leading their company.
One that on a business level is quite uncertain due to their ever growing needs of land outweighing everything else. Not wanting to be caught running what he viewed as a dead ended opportunity Siegfried decided that his time would be better served understanding the past before deciding what he wanted to do in the future. That being said even as a child he loved hearing stories of the things ancient civilizations and heroes did. Always finding it strange that many were lifted up compared to everyone else.
That being said; he still didn't want anything to do with his parent's company. His parents of course didn't approve of this fact and they had many a bitter argument until he enrolled into college. Eventually agreeing to take a business minor while pursing a history major. His parent's company eventually going to his eldest sister who was more in for it than he was. But regardless of that fact she seemed to have it in her head that unless she did something about Siegfried... well he'd eventually come around wanting to take over the company.
This was not the case and would never be the case in Siegfried's opinion so he agreed that he would move out of country and sign away any and all potential rights to the company for a sizeable sum to his sister. Which eventually led to him pursuing an education outside of german borders. But there were many places he didn't feel like going, america was too big, russia often had issues of it's own that he wouldn't understand... so why not a country that his own had ties to in the past here or there? Why not japan which put him very far away from the political drivel of his parents and family... all on his own with a still very sizeable sum of money.
That being said he didn't pause in his research or learning about the country he was now moving to. Wanting to understand it on a deep cultural level and to understand it's history. It's not hard to find him walking around the country, taking pictures, talking to people in japanese and even trying to learn the way that certain words are used in different locations.
His studies would continue to take him abroad in the country, even though that most of it was focused on the city of shibuya. Especially after a particular event struck the country about a year prior. Goldenweek; where monsters crept out of the shadows. Offering themselves up to the world in such a way to barely escape notice. The government may have tried to hide what was found but...
To siegfried this raised more questions, more concerns. What was a digimon? What sort of history did they have with japan? Why did he never hear of this anywhere else? Did they have any impact on the past or were they a careful guarded secret of the future to come? He wouldn't know until...
Until his device appeared during the night.
XROS PARTNER LIST
Partner Name: Bartholomew
Gender: Male
Alignment: Lawful Neutral
Skills/Talents:
Fishing: Unsurprisingly needing to eat and survive in the frozen northern wastes where sometimes all you can do is stick it out... well. That means ice fishing, spear fishing and other mediums of this is all you can do to put a meal in front of you. Cooked or not it's still better than nothing.
Weaving: With the extreme cold and a body that wasn't entirely prepared for it Bartholomew had to learn to do something to keep the weather at bay. The young digimon of course would spend an awful lot of time with chattering teeth or shaking fingers to make weaves of magically produced fabrics to make outfits that were just right for him. To keep out the cold till he got used to it or acclimated. Even though he has now... that still doesn't change the fact he likes his outfits that he's made to survive in the cold.
Magik: The magik in his blood is something powerful, a sheer intense power that encircles everything about him. From the runes on his clothes, to the runes on his horns. To the barely contained essence that runs through his data. His magical aptitude makes him a beacon for those power hungry or desperate enough to try to find him in this barren wastes. His ability to fluctuate and understand things of this nature also makes him an incredible asset to a battle.
Inventory:
Varied woven clothing
Bags of fish
A broken compass
At least one fishing pole.
Personality:
Quiet: Bartholomew is a fairly quiet individual, more used to his actions speaking louder than his words. These actions often being enough for him to not have to say anything at all. While not mute by any means he doesn't like to speak too much. Having to constantly switch between breathing air and cycling to his gills means that his throat would most certain be a little raw and no one likes the taste of data. Well unless you do which... might want to see someone about that.
Reserved: While not an introvert by any means he's no where near as forward as his General. Often staying back and often assessing situations long before stepping into them. He's quick and to the point, never wasting time to those that need it. His passion lay elsewhere in the magiks and equipment he can make for others.
Gentle: Infinitely so Bartholomew is the sort with an absolutely perfect bedside manner, the sort of person you'd send to go help a child. A dying man or someone who has lost his way. His touch barely registering and the gentle words that he would weave to those that cannot make him a powerful and passionate leader. One that stands by even in the simplest and worst of times. But at his heart he's just a kid; a little kid with a lot of growing up to do and a lot of death on his mind. So he'll spend that time to make sure your own is... wonderful.
Friendly: Even though he's quiet, even though he's reserved. Even though his touch and words are gentle. Bartholomew is friendly; his smile and warmth can be felt even in the freezing nature of the north. He's the sort that would approach those that are in intense need even if his own life was in danger. Even if he didn't know them. Even if they weren't and they were willing to give him a little time? He would approach them to show his sincere and friendly nature shine through the carefully constructed silence.
Personal History:
Bartholomew wasn't always a quiet individual, he wasn't always the sort to hang back. Once he was a proud warrior that fought on the front lines for those in need. For those that had no one else left to turn to. He was the leader of a group known as the Dusk Brigade. Taking jobs no one wanted; no one even cared about. Often not even taking a payment. Working to better the digital world even though that they would often come home with blood or bruised bodies.
But even though he worked so hard to construct such a powerful group of warriors it wasn't until long that this sort of action was noticed. Noticed not by a military or a government but by something else. A pair of individuals whom formed... Gracenovamon. They were no match against such a powerful beast of war. Such a powerful individual that could break the sky, tear up the lands and destroy entire cities if left unchecked.
So they fought, bitterly. Falling one after another; but never quite dying never quite being left gasping for breath. For each one of them that fell, they were pushed. Sent through time or sent through space to another location where they could live. Gracenovamon wasn't interested in them. They were interested in their leader even though they fought and gave their all.
Standing alone against a giant would have no other consequence other than death. Perhaps even finding himself loaded. But bitterly did he fight, until his body broken in twain, split into thousands of pieces. Crushed beneath the heel of a super power he had never expected to meet.
But death did not allow him a moment of peace; all it did was steal his memories, his drive, his understanding and his power. But his data ran deep and his determination was what brought him not to the village of beginnings where all start.
But to the blasted hellscape of the frozen north where survival each day was on your back and your back alone. With icy breath and the knowledge of oblivion in his heart this small frail child stepped out of the cave to an adventure and understanding all of his own.
Survival.
Primary Partner
Species: Silvramon
Appearance:
Attribute: Vaccine
Family/ies: Dragon's Roar
Type: Dragon Kid
Fighting Style:
Abilities: [4 Abilities Max]
Water breathing|non combat passive: Due to the fact that he has gills, Bartholomew is able to breath underwater. It's more acclimated and has an easier time with more frigid environments than anything else.
Ice Adaptability|Combat passive: Spending so long in the north has made Bartholomew's nature change fairly drastically. His temperance for the location has changed, making him immune to the cold climates effects as well as making him immune to ice based attacks. However due to this hotter environments make him sluggish and fire attacks hurt twice as much.
Frozen Spears: Summoning an array of frozen spears behind him bartholomew can launch these lengths of ice at a target within thirty feet. If the attack hits it increases the cooldown of the next move used by one. Three post cooldown. Medium damage.
Ice wave: Bartholomew is capable of casting a powerful ability from both underwater and above it. Sending out a chilling wave of ice that freezes a target to the bone. Slowing them by 25% and decreasing their defense by the same amount for two posts. Three post cooldown. Thirty foot range.
Ice Globe: Barhtolomew taps into his inner magiks and can summon a powerful omnidirectional globe that encompasses a five meter radius around him. Protecting any allies within the globe for a brief instant blocking one attack for each member within the globe [up to three]. Five post cooldown. Blocking multiple attacks drains him however and on his next posting round he must take a moment to recuperate. Being able to move sluggishly and being unable to attack, named or otherwise. To note this ability only affects rookie level attacks, any form above [champ, ult, etc...] will penetrate the globe with ease.
