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I’ll vote for Igua
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I grabbed this from another forum I made about him so if it says something weird about him driving me insane (still true) go ahead and ignore it.
Igua: Backstory
Igua was the son of a Realn Cloak in my fantasy world, Wond. At this time, the Cloaks were battling the Fallen Elves, two elves who had fallen to dark magic (Rigere and Angere). His father angered the Angere and as a result, eventually it led to the Angere destroying their house with a ball of fire, killing Igua’s mother and father, and permanently scarring the left side of Igua’s face.
Since then, as a really young man (aged about sixteen) he travels and wanders alone, with the Cloak Circle his father was apart of disliking his rash ways. They don’t even bother talking behind his back, cuz Igua is well aware they don’t like him, and he thinks they have good reason.
Only the leader of the Cloak Circle, Joshua, doesn’t hate Igua. Joshua was good friends with his father, and tries to be somewhat of a father figure, but Igua refuses anyone to be like his father.
Igua: His one friend
So, the genre of the Book-in-planning for Igua is sci-fi fantasy, and the sci-fi part is Igua’s only friend. A metamorph he is named by Igua, and from him Wond first gets knowledge of space and galaxies.
A metamorph is a shape-shifting metal alien.
Anyway, his name is Skullcrusher and he fell from the sky…and Igua trips over his ‘sleeping’ form three days later. They learn each others languages (except no human can learn traditional ‘metamorphian’ cuz our voice boxes aren’t the same, so Skullcrusher made Igua the first Wondian to learn Fettan) and they become best friends, with Skullcrusher disguising himself as a horse for Igua to ride.
Here begins a story of a boy becoming a man.
Igua: from here to there
Rash, foolish, reckless, revengeful. Tis a joke in his Cloak Circle that one day Igua will break his Mithaln daggers (which are actually impossible to break, thankfully for Igua) and if there’s something breakable, Igua shall break it. He even broke his normal sword (not made of Mithaln) somehow.
Skullcrusher shares his tech with Igua, making him a power suit. Igua nevertells any of his Cloak Circle that he is the mysterious hero that flies and goes up against any odds with a strange metal human of 10 feet.
They settle for a base in Peaceful Valley, a secluded town where war has never come. They live in an old cabin in the woods with an underground bunker they made, and that’s when Skullcrusher designs new suits, teaches Igua how to do it, and they create a AI robot named Lillian (who gets destroyed at the end of the book and replaced with Dyke).
At the end of the book, he has one last fight with the Angere and his identity and Skullcrusher’s is accidently revealed (thanks to a crash) and Igua is sent to the Realn Isles where he has never been before (leading to another thing his Cloak Circle despises him for) and Skullcrusher returns to space, never to see Igua again. Igua is now a crippled hero who is thoughtful, calmer (he still has these really odd moments where he seems to go insane), and realizes revenge never fills the hole of loss.
Igua Dyke Cloak
He has green eyes, and brown hair which he almost never combs. 5’6″. The afore-mentioned scars on his left side of his face. The entire left side of his face and into his hairline was scarred, as well as parts of his body, but he can hide those.
He hates butter knives.
Talks in a strong accent and slang (unless his Circle BEGS him to talk normally, he had to re-learn how to speak.)
Oh, and his mother was from the Mainland, not from the Realn Isles and had no Realn blood in her at all, another thing the Cloaks hold against Igua.
Secretive with his circle.
Oh, he loves to get in his suit and skim lakes at the surface, causing like a tidal wave effect behind him…though the first time he crashed into a mountain doing that. 😬🙄.
He doesn’t like fish.
He does have a sister, but she was taken away as a toddler to a place where she would be safe by their father, and Igua wouldn’t go.
The recklessness is a little exaggerated, but that came from my childhood. Skullcrusher came from my older brother, and Igua just suddenly showed up as my characters do, said hello, and tripped.
I Think that’s all for now, you can ask questions if you want. Do you want me to do the before or the after? The reckless or the calmer but still odd side of him?
"You need French Toast."
Ooh, I like him.
I don’t have much of an opinion, the before might have a greater chance of drama, though, hehehe…
Any noun can become a verb if you don't care enough.
Why don’t you have much of a opinion but you give me a suggestion anyways?
"You need French Toast."
Some things I have no or little opinion on, and then there are some hills I will die on.
Any noun can become a verb if you don't care enough.
I literally got in a argument with my CC classmates Thurs over a topic and my desk mate was like “Calm down.” Apparently when I get on a topic near my heart, I turn into another person…
"You need French Toast."
I think I’m gonna add Igua in at the “middle stage” of his life before everyone figures out he’s the mysterious hero.
Uh oh, that’s means we’d either have only Igua or only the Hero. I think I’ll have Togo with his older self or not staytrueto Igua, and I can’t do that to him. I’ll just give him a small touch of insanity.
Oh! After the climax battle with Angere, Igua has to walk with a cane or some other support since he has a bad limp. When wearing his suit, this doesn’t effect him.
He’s gonna be wearing a turtle-neck type of black shirt that ends mid-thigh. Leather belt. Dark pants too. He has a backpack thing on his back that’s about the size of probably a normal school backpack. It looks metallic and has no seams. Rather light.
Igua is only 17-18
@jonas @calyhuge @highscribeofaetherium @rae @savannah_grace2009Igua & Dyke (did I mention his AI friend Dyke is with him? Igua wears an earpiece Dyke talks into, I’ll do that in italics and italics and quotation marks if the others can hear him)
“Eh, Dyke? Where are we?”
“Off my charts. We apparently are…well…no where.”
“That really helps. Any other helpful information?”
“I just learned that coffee is a burnt bean.”
“How is that helpful?!”
“It tells me how nuts humans are.”
“Now you sound like Skullcrusher.”
“Thank you. I also am now detecting that down this hall and around that corner are 6 heat signatures and voices. They’re talking about chickens, breakfast, and insanity.”
“Then quiet your circuits. I don’t need to be looked at funny again because of your voice.”
Igua limped down the hall and turned to corner, seeing three women and three men.
“Hi.”
"You need French Toast."
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Colesco
“Hi.”
Cole turned and grinned. “Aha! another victim for our dear lady distain!”
Callipsa faced the stranger and fingered her wand defensively. “Who were you referring to? Me?”
Cole shrugged. “It doesn’t matter. But,” he rubbed his hands together, “more suffering! I love this place.”
Igua & Dyke
Igua narrowed his eyes, leaning his weight onto his cane, a habit he had developed.
“I don’t think I like you.”
I don’t like him either.
“Quiet your circuits, Dyke! Who are you? You don’t look very Realn or Mainlandish.”
"You need French Toast."
(I forgot to mention Izre has a bit of an accent, but it’s subtle. Mainly rolled ‘r’s, longer ‘s’s, and a very slight bit of a ‘v’ sound in her ‘w’s.)
Izre
She was in an unlit stone corridor.
What is this?
She crept slowly down the hallway, making practically no sound. She sniffed the air. Humans.
Pretty soon she could hear them. It sounded like they were arguing.
Typical.
She rounded the corner. There they were, eight of them. They couldn’t see her in the darkness.
She crept forward until she crouched a few feet away.
“What are you?” she growled. “What do you want?”
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He was minding his own business, trying to stay awake. He was tired. He needed a nap. His eyelids felt heavy…why couldn’t these people just stop talking, get along, and let him-
“What are you? What do you want?” Fracture screamed a high pitched yelp as a voice growled in his ears, and jumped six inches in the air.
“We’re being attacked!” he screeched. “Everyone, save yourself!”
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