ORIGIN - Profile of Vindicator

CYCLE 120 — Current time: Apr 03 2025, 09:48 PM

Vindicator

Ama me fideliter!
fidem meam nota:
de corde totaliter et ex mente tota
sum presentialiter absens in remota.

Full Name: Drone Zero One Four Vindicator

Alias: n/a

Gender: Be Not Afraid

Age: 17 Cycles

Species: Drone

Magicka: ʡ 20

Postlog: n/a

ACHIEVEMENTS

ENCHANTED ITEMS

Activity Log — View Postlog

03/29/25 — Attempted to Cast Strength of the Hive (Successful!) in Quis me amabit?
03/29/25 — Learned the spell Strength of the Hive
03/29/25 — Received ʡ 400 from Tectus
03/21/25 — Created a thread Child of Mine in Pisces
03/21/25 — Attempted to Cast Synthesis (Successful!) in Child of Mine
03/18/25 — Aged up to 17 cycles.
01/25/25 — Aged up to 16 cycles.
12/25/24 — Aged up to 15 cycles.
12/09/24 — Attempted Other (Failure!) in Oh you're a Chopin fan? Name every single Nocturne then
12/05/24 — Created a thread Quis me amabit? in Ursa
12/03/24 — Joined thread Oh you're a Chopin fan? Name ... in Canis
11/25/24 — Aged up to 14 cycles.
10/26/24 — Aged up to 13 cycles.
09/26/24 — Aged up to 12 cycles.
08/26/24 — Aged up to 11 cycles.
07/27/24 — Aged up to 10 cycles.
06/27/24 — Aged up to 9 cycles.
06/18/24 — Joined thread [hatch] child of order in Pisces
06/18/24 — Attempted to Cast Organic Polymer (Successful!) in [hatch] child of order
05/28/24 — Aged up to 8 cycles.
05/21/24 — Joined thread GROW BACK in Canis
05/21/24 — Attempted to Cast Synthesis (Barely Successful!) in GROW BACK
05/08/24 — Ascended to Pupil magic level.
05/03/24 — Attempted to Cast Organic Polymer (Successful!) in Old Friends, New Ideas
05/02/24 — Attempted to Cast Organic Polymer (Critical Failure!) in Old Friends, New Ideas
05/02/24 — Attempted to Cast Sensorial Link (Barely Successful!) in Old Friends, New Ideas
05/02/24 — Was taught spell Sensorial Link by Origin Cave
05/02/24 — Was taught spell Give Life by Origin Cave
05/02/24 — Joined thread Old Friends, New Ideas in Fornax
04/28/24 — Aged up to 7 cycles.
03/28/24 — Aged up to 6 cycles.
02/25/24 — Aged up to 5 cycles.
01/26/24 — Aged up to 4 cycles.
12/28/23 — Was taught spell Iteration by Origin Cave
12/28/23 — Attempted to Cast Synthesis (Successful!) in Mother's Lost Gift
12/28/23 — Attempted to Cast Organic Polymer (Successful!) in FALLING ANGEL
12/27/23 — Aged up to 3 cycles.
12/26/23 — Learned the spell Organic Polymer
12/26/23 — Learned the spell Automata
12/26/23 — Learned the spell Neuro-Network
12/26/23 — Received ʡ 1000 from Scion
12/25/23 — Joined thread Mother's Lost Gift in Ursa
12/24/23 — Joined thread [Event] The Lost Gifts - Mothe... in Orion
12/24/23 — Attempted to Cast Apparatus (Successful!) in [Event] The Lost Gifts - Mothe...
11/27/23 — Aged up to 2 cycles.
11/13/23 — Attempted to Cast Apparatus (Successful!) in FALLING ANGEL
11/09/23 — Learned the spell Synthesis
11/09/23 — Received ʡ 125 from Scion
11/09/23 — Created a thread FALLING ANGEL in Polaris
10/31/23 — Created a thread FROM THE BASILICA in Ursa
10/28/23 — Was taught spell Apparatus by Origin Cave

Appearance

It would be a stretch to call this 9 foot creation of Order a living creature at first sight. An abstracted humanoid form, a statue one would call it. No eyes or mouth in sight, nor ears or any suggestion that it could move. But then the head turns. A leg steps forward, where it didn't even look like there were two legs at all. And it all becomes clear that this...thing is, in fact, alive.

It is all perfect lines and symmetry, beautifully crafted and perfect from every angle. The skin, if it is skin at all, bears the touch and appearance marble - cool to the touch, with a faint sheen. Yet it is incredibly light-weight and nimble, and if one were so lucky (or unlucky) to see within the creature, they would know why. The interior of this drone is hollow, with a strange white webbing making up all that is within, and should it be wounded, it would spill no blood and merely crack like a stone with nothing underneath being lost besides its perfect symmetry.

Where a human face could have been there is naught but a hollow ring with a glorious spiked golden crown that arches far overhead. A darker golden ring hangs around the area that could be described as a neck, although it attaches to no place on the body and seemingly hands in the air, always at a perfect distance from the body. Just beneath this, on the high torso-esque area, is where the stone of Order lays. Among what at first glance could be mistaken as a bed of feathers but is more akin to a bed of stones, a diamond shaped Clearstone is laid that runs straight through the body, appearing the same from both the front and back.

But there is no front, nor a back. It is perfectly the same on either side of its body and can move forward in either direction. This always aligns with its ability to seemingly see from any angle, despite having no visible eyes, as well as the existence of two opposable thumbs on each side of its spindly "hands", although initial appearances may not even reveal that it has hands, but simply pointed nubs for arms that can spread into four spindly fingers at will.

Even without a visible mouth as well, this thing speaks and its voice is twofold, both masculine and feminine, always echoing strangely and seeming to come from everywhere at once. Furthur unexplained is its movement - it can walk, of course, but most of the time it simply hovers, moving a few inches off the ground from place to place, the 'silks' of its arms waving slowly in its wake. It is as unnatural and alien as they come, like most of those created by Order, but at least it is a thing of unnatural beauty and grace.

Personality

What could one say when one does not know thyself?
What is it that makes thy heart beat when there is naught but emptiness 'neath thy skin?

Why must thine world be fractured and gray when glory and light awairs?
What shadows make thine voices cry of dark and evil?
Why must thy wet thee cheeks when love is near at hand?

When beasts lash with tooth claw and evil's flame
Why is thee when offered our wings
Turning away?

And when angels sing for order as thy burn neath the empty sun
What is thyself but vindication of the good and just?

History

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