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Seeds Characters: Dryson





Username: [Talkris]
Character name: Dryson (0-3005-4430-298)
Species/creature/race: Generation Zero Seed. Failed.
Alignment: The Locusts
Gender: Male
Appearance: His appearance can be described in one word; intense.
Age: 26
Ears: Human. Originally with a slight point at the top, but he cut and rounded his ears to look completely human. This was done sloppily though. Yes, they look round, but are horribly scarred.
Skin: Fair, but tinted slightly yellow and patchy bown spots due to the instability of his cells. He keeps his skin completely covered though by means of bandages, his left eye the only part of him showing.
Hair: Hair is kept short and is dirty blonde on top and fades to a medium brown at the base of his neck.
Eyes: The iris is round with a thick black ring. His iris is a mesh of reds and yellows, broken and uneven. Resembling a wild fire. The iris is the tri-pupil that all Seeds share. Keeps his right eye covered at all times.
Height: 6'7"
Weight: 160 lbs
Body built: Toned and well defined. His cell structure is weak, so he compensates by keeping his entire body strong.
Tattoos/Peircings/Marks and or Scars: He has a scar on his left forearm where he cut out his ID chip. It healed badly and left a messy raised scar. His flesh is patchy and uneven in color from the treatments and has an awkward yellow tint to it from sickness.
Clothes: Wears an old t-shirt filled with holes and covered with stains from over the years. He wears form fitted pants (also old and stained) and boots that rise to the middle of his calves. When he goes out he wears an old red hoodie to cover his head and arms so he gets less attention. Around his left leg he wears a holister that holds eight doses of his serum.
Preferred weapons:.45 Caliber Heckler & Koch. Mark 23 Mod 0 USSOCOM. Semi-automatic Pistol with 12 Round Clip 
Characteristics: A thinker, he carefully plans out everything before acting. His main reason for this is his fear of his iminent demise. He uses his energy sparingly.
Personality: Quiet and thoughtful. He spends most of his free time contemplating life and death, for he is caught between the two. He trusts only himself, a paranoia he has had ever since youth. His face is always covered, so one can never be sure if he actually smiles or not. All of his emotions are held within his one showing eye. If one were to look, they would see years of rage a self hatred built up. He is driven by his hatred and his will to survive. He does, however, have a soft spot within his hard shell. He is sympathetic toward older Seeds like himself and for Dr. Gill.
Likes: Old books and old places
Dislikes: The Rice Institute, himself and his imperfections
Abilities: "Second vision". His shadow opens its right eye to revel the identicle one to his left. Then the black mass rises up to form a second body. This second body can enter into an opponent's body and retrieve information or control basic motor skills. Unfortunately he can only enter another's body for no more then five to ten minutes before his physical body reacts violently, but that is usually more then enough time he needs. 
Weaknesses: Being a first generation Seed, he is highly unstable physically. Everyday he must inject himself with a serum used in gene therapy to keep his body from breaking down. Everytime he uses his ability he must imedeately take his serum as he usually is weakened extensively. 
History: From the topmost floor of the complex a sick little boy would watch as the other children played. Whenever he asked why he couldn't go outside, the doctor's would say he was too old to play with them. The other children did not know he existed. Very few people knew of his existance except for those charged with keeping him alive. Whe he was on his first assignment a group of people swarmed around him and the others. It was the Locusts. They were going to liberate Dryson and the others of generation zero. After his liberation he decided to stay with the Locusts and very messily removed the tracking chip from his arm that they informed him of.
Since then he has resided in the Lower City with the Locusts. He lives in poverty, having barely enough money to afford his serum half the time. He has only one goal that he must see though before he can allow his body to give out, and that is to destroy the Rice Institute, payback for them destroying his life.
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2006-10-17 [Fizban]: LOL hahaha...I told you the only guns I like are snipers. Perhaps it's because I am a coward? XD.

Watch out talkris, she's going to try to get you to ambush me, on the gun design I had you draw. >_> *eyes Filia*

2006-10-17 [Filiadorma]: *snarls in mock threat* she and I discussed that today! She convinced me to let it go on the premiss that it is your design and that you never actually specified that they were today's version. I would put something in about the time difference and the modifications because of that, but that's just me, and I'm a gun authenticity nazi! lol ok - I'll be quiet now...
but just remember - you're lucky THIS time.... *narrows eyes* ;)

2006-10-17 [Fizban]: Hahaha, 200 years of time would make many changes, many changes indeed!! Just be glad talkris is using guns at all, she could be using lasers! Then where would you be!?

2006-10-17 [Filiadorma]: sad and lonely with no place to put all this ego and expertise! lol

2006-10-17 [Fizban]: HAHAHA...yes indeed.

Well I edited Ezi's page and made sure to add what you said about his guns and ability with them, so you know I took what you said into consideration...lol.

*pets your ego*

2006-10-17 [Filiadorma]: *ego purrs contentedly* that wasn't my intent, but it's flattering all the same! I read it and highly approve - you have a talent with words Mesieur! *bows to you*

2006-10-17 [Fizban]: Oh, well isn't this just an ego orgy! Why thank you! XD

2006-10-17 [Talkris]: My ego needs some lovin'. -_-

2006-10-17 [Fizban]: Oh but talkris, we are standing/writing in the page contructed from your genius.

Besides,...it's not an orgy without at least three people so we need you either way.

2006-10-17 [Talkris]: Yay! *ego orgy ensues*

2006-10-17 [Filiadorma]: *smiles wickedly* Three is only a threesome, an orgy is technically defined as containing five people with no shoes and at least four individuals engaged in a sexual act at the same time...
But I concur - this whole project is your doing talkris, else I wouldn't even be here! you basically brought me into existance! take a bow my dear!

2006-10-17 [Talkris]: Yay! *Takes an extravagant bow as sparklers and fircrackers go off in the background. Sparks fly and light random childen's heads on fire. They run around screaming and smashing their heads into things trying, in vain, to put out said fires*

2006-10-17 [Fizban]: oh lord...we have a pervert and a pyro, I dont even want to know how this would fit in XD. (J/K, I dont think your a pervert, just beings mean)

2006-10-17 [Filiadorma]: *does a dance with arms waving maniacally overhead* HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!! KILL THE FUCKERS!!!! CHILDREN SUCK!!! BURN BITCHES! BURN!! MWAHAHAHAHA
*straigtens imaginary tie and stands up ridgedly* ahem - excuse me... very funny Talkris... you have a talent with what some call "witisisms"

2006-10-17 [Talkris]: *Grins slyly* Yes, yes I do. *Sparks fly over to a nearby church, Catholic, of course being the religion worshiped within. Oh, and what luck, the congregation had gathered for a bingo night. The church went up int flms as well, the last words heard from the ones inside: "B-7" All fell to ash.*

2006-10-17 [Filiadorma]: hahahahahah "rosebud!" *falls down dead*
*raises from the dead.* omg I just God played! Sorry Talkris!*falls down dead again, with a smile on her face.*

2006-10-17 [Talkris]: Haha

2006-10-17 [Fizban]: wow...>_> *backs away slowly lest someone turns into a pile of flaming ash on him.*

2006-10-17 [Filiadorma]: what's the matter dear? *looking at fizban curriously* are you affraid of getting something on your outfit? *grins* it's just human protien ash doll! harmless, and quite fun!

2006-10-17 [Fizban]: Actually the proteins are most likely all denatured and deformed. It's most likely just whatever is left over from the fat after a combustion reaction, and some minerals from your bones. Water all evaporated, so its basically that and carbon.

2006-10-17 [Filiadorma]: mmmm fatty tisue and carbon - sounds like lunch to me ;) oh wait... they call it cafeteria food here

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