UnStellar

[UnStellar]

Stellarhymus "UnStellar" Contra

Age:
Roughly 820
 Gender:
Male
Race:
Mazheek
Place Of Birth:
Delphi City, Delmont Province, Mazheeka
OCCUPATION:
Architect
 Personality:
Although an introvert at heart, UnStellar enjoys interacting with intelligent, mature people of any race. However, you have to prove yourself before he will call you a friend, and he is not afraid to speak his mind. He is extremely persistent, bordering on obsessive, and stubborn, though this also means he is incredibly patient when he wants to be. He has a long temper, but he had certain pet peeves that cut it short. Haughtiness or rudeness puts him on edge. Although he is aggressively determined, if he doesn't consider something important he is extremely apathetic about it, and his strong will can make it difficult to sway him. Although he enjoys isolation, he yearns for a true friend, someone he knows he can trust to be at his side, either as a friend or a lover, and sometimes this urge can get the better of him, having him act uncharacteristic. He has a healthy respect for authority and power, and will often yield to them, unless they conflicted with something he wants, and unless he sees himself as stronger then them. On the occasions they defy a strong desire of his, he will stubbornly defy them repeatedly and blindly, even if it's apparent he will not win. On the occasions he views himself as stronger, he will try to overpower them and humble them simply to prove himself, and his ego, best. However, he is a good loser, and upon defeat will show great respect for that authority and may even assist them... At least until he perceives weakness again.

Alliance:
K Empire, Mechera, Tefillin, The Violet Mazheek, United Paxans
Biography:
The Mazheek are an aggressive people. Their magic ability is a critical part of their survival. You learn fast, and your lessons well. Or else you die an early death, and nobody will come to your funeral because you deserved to die for not being good enough.

It's a tough world. Something that Stellarhymus learned early on. He was born to Lydiafay and Derrenberran Contra, two loving parents who grew up on the rougher side of the already hard Delmont Province. They didn't want that future for their son. Stellarhymus was raise away from the home planet of Mazheeka, actually spending his first 200 years in a pocket dimension only with his Mother and Father. They didn't start training him as early as most kids were, however, he learned to stretch his imagination to great lengths to create things, such as buildings. His Father was an architect, a rare trade for the Mazheek people. He loved buildings, and built some of the finest ever seen on Mazheeka. That's what Stellarhymus learned to do, to create things. An amusing pass time with practical applications, sure, but not a well respected trade among the Mazheek. Spending his early life without friends, Stellarhymus became very good at entertaining himself, And grew accustomed to being a bit of a loner. Knowing they couldn't hide their child from the world forever, at Stellarhymus' 222nd birthday, his parents told him everything.

They told him their little pocket dimension wasn't a real world. That their were millions of people elsewhere. That they had been hiding him, that this wasn't reality. He took it really well... He didn't really understand the importance of this announcement... Until he actually moved to Mazheeka. His parents knew the only way for him to grow, was for them to stop sheltering him. And well they were a shoulder to cry on, they let little Stellarhymus free to learn his lessons.

And learn them he did. School was bucket of cold water being dumped on him to wake him up to reality. He was crucified for his old-school long, funny name, his extreme shyness, his intense creativity that surpassed his peers, and his inability to fight with his magic. Stellarhymus got hit hard with lessons. Unable to hold his own in a fight, he was beaten to a pulp in in-class combat exercises and at recess. After three days he wanted to leave. He wanted to go back to his pocket dimension and live there forever alone. He wanted things to be like they were. He voiced his objections to his parents but they knew everything he was about to suffer was for his own good. They had sheltered him too long. They had made a mistake, and now they had to rectify it. Feeling utterly alone, with not even his own parents to back him up, Stellarhymus continued to go to school, a submissive punching bag. This went on for a few weeks. The only happiness he found was in his creations. He would craft little play houses and castles and play on them all by himself after school, nursing his wounds in these safe shells.

But one day, his shell was desecrated by the presence of another child! Making a life size castle tower in his back yard attracted the attention of a classmate, a boy named Drudge. Drudge popped his head into the window, scaring Stellarhymus, and simply said. "Teach me how to do that. And I'll teach you to fight." It may not have been out of friendliness or compassion. It was strictly a business transaction. But the strong headed Drudge force Stellarhymus into submission, and the skittish child reluctantly started to teach him how to expand his imagination. Drudge held his end of the deal, teaching him how to use his abilities to fight. Stellrhymus learned faster then Drudge did. And though they weren't friends, they started to spend time together at recess, teaching each other their arts, though Stellarhymus was still picked on, and Drudge did nothing to stop them. However, Stellarhymus began to catch up in his combat classes, and Drudge started to create crude, small playhouses for himself. Both were happy, and Stellar's parents were ecstatic that he had a friend. His parents even began helping him with his combat training, and they grew closer again. He began feeling a lot more confident.

One day, at recess, well Drudge was building mini stone castles in the sand box, A pair of boys began pestering and ridiculing Stellarhymus about his name, to which he replied. "My name isn't Stellarhymus. It's UnStellar." But the ridicule didn't stop. Like hundreds of times before, the child was being verbally abused and physically lashed out. But unlike those hundreds of time before, he was fired back. UnStellar fought both of them at the same time. One gained second degree burns, the other walked away with severe scratches.   UnStellar had his nose broken and gashes on his arm and torso. He had lost the fight, but had gained respect. After a brief recovery period, UnStellar was back in school, Drudge, now having enough respect for him to call him a friend rather then his training partner, was glad to see him.

But he could tell this was a different person. He wasn't Stellarhymus any more. He was UnStellar, almost like a different person. He was hardly shy any more, and at recess he searched at the two boys again, and he fought them once more. He lost again, but this time not as severely. He picked himself up and tried again the next day. He won. His Combat Arts grades started to go up. He made more friends. Even managed to get a girlfriend, though it was a brief fling. The whole time him and Drudge were the best of friends, and UnStellar's parents had never been more proud of him. When he moved on to the Mazheek equivalent of High School, UnStellar in the top 10% of all the Combat classes. He was not the strongest fighter nor the cleverest tactician, but he excelled in these classes because he could take hits. He was extremely durable and persistent, pursuing opponents with dogged determination. This was his approach to everything, to doggedly go after it no matter how many times he was knocked down. Whatever didn't kill him, made him stronger.

This aggressive determination had him on the road to academic success, and he was a hit with the ladies and his teachers. He was a confident, self-assured son-of-a-gun. Anything he wanted to do, he went after it, becoming good at it due to his endless patience and willingness to tackle it over and over again. Though not a talented musician, UnStellar learned the piano this way, becoming another one of his favorite hobbies. It wasn't exactly perfect. His relationship with his parents was strained. Although he understood why they did what they did, he still held it against them and grew distant from them. And though he had numerous friends, he gave himself a bad reputation by speaking what was on his mind about people, never holding back. He was very selective of his close friends and there were times when he'd rather just be alone. Throughout high school Drudge was the only person who stayed his friend consistently, a fact he never forgot. They were closer then blood.

It was right around their junior year when a terrible thing happened. Drudge, and aspiring journalist, was killed when he got into a story that was way over his head. 700 hundred year old UnStellar took this very hard, and disappeared for weeks. He dropped out of high school, fleeing Delmont province and trying to find a new, peaceful home on Mazheeka. But he found no home among his fellow Mazheek, he could find no peace, no matter how far he wandered. A hundred years later, he fled Mazheeka and their whole dimension, searching some where else for peace. That's what brings him to this shattered plane.

After fighting Plex, UnStellar once again lost a purpose. The allies he made from the war had gone off on their own business, leaving him abandoned on a place called False Heaven. As Fate would have it, a girl named Julia Cake was abandoned there as well. She was left helpless, and UnStellar looked after her and helped her get back on her feet. She was incredibly suspicious of him, but he helped her anyway. He founded an architecture firm on Tefillin, pursuing his passion, and hired her as his receptionist. They grew close, and eventually married. Not liking the city, UnStellar moved his bride to a place called Violet, creating a home there.

He also went back to Mazheekha, and found two old friends who needed to escape as much as he had. He brought them to the Planes as his friends and employees, needing people he could trust. Their names were Felix Caela and Kailey Ira, and they settled in Violet with him, forming the Valley of the Mazheek. The trio became known as the Violet Mazheek, or, Team Cloak & Dagger. They lived happily for many years, and the architecture firm received an incredible reputation due to their combined efforts.

 Weapons:

• Portal Cubes.
• Portal Spheres.
• Portal Pyramids.
  

Magic Level:
As noted earlier, UnStellar is neither the strongest nor the wisest, but he is a capable fighter who can take a lot of abuse and keep going strong. He can become a little predictable, but is a determined and durable foe who should not be taken lightly.

Fears:

• He is afraid of finding something that will kill him, instead of making him stronger.
• He is afraid of dying alone, and though somewhat introverted is afraid of being alone for long periods of time.
• He is afraid of losing someone close to him again.
• He is afraid of looking like a fool.

Interests:

• Music
• Architecture
• Portals
• Pocket Dimensions
• Growing Stronger
• Power
• Unfamiliar Races

Aspirations:

• To become stronger.
• To find a true friend.
• To find a new home.
• To find a challenge.

ORIENTATION:
Straight
RELATIONSHIP/MARITIAL STATUS:
Married to Julia Contra (Nee Cake)
OTHER:
His name means "Sounding of the Stars" in Old Mazzekva[/list]

[Beware Ye Who Enter Here]

He's been playing too much portal.

[Admiral Regis Hermitage]

Approved

[K2]

Please request the race used in this character. Pending it's approval, this character is approved.

[UnStellar]

Does it count if it was approved a while back?

[Ragnar the Red]

I'm pretty sure I've seen Mazheeks before in requests. I honestly spend more time amongst them then IC. It's sad.

[UnStellar]

They were approved quite some time ago.

[@Pokemon Master Red]

UnStellar is correct. I believe this character was also approved a while back anyhow, but either way.
Approved.

[Ragnar the Red]

Welcome back US

[UnStellar]

UPDATED

[K2]

Approved.