Post by Deleted on Apr 29, 2015 3:26:28 GMT
Renard
I can't recall the past but do I truly want to?
I can't recall the past but do I truly want to?
Gender: male
Age: 31 years
Birthdate: March 13th
Race: Nobody
Sexuality: straight
Alignment: neutral neutral
Appearance-
Since he is a shell of his original body he looks pretty similar to his old self. Though he is without his lab coat and tie. Now Renard is clothed in a dark purple vest like item with a high round collar, dark purple fingerless gloves, a lighter shade of purple shirt with short sleeves, and his pants are the same color as his shirt. He wears his old pair of round black rimmed glasses. His shoes are a dark blue and he has a black hair tie keeping his ponytail behind him. Sometimes he'll wear a dark grey cloak an hood.
His hair is silverish grey and long, though it looks shorter than it is due to keeping it all in a pony tail behind him that kind of sticks up. His bangs create a M shape with the side bangs reaching a little above his eyes on the side of his head. His eyes are oddly black, making it hard to see his pupils. He has a birth mark that covers the back of his neck; this was something he had as Richard.
Personality-
There is hardly anything of Richard left in Renard but the one thing that remains, the desire to create something great and to be with someone. Due to not remembering Eliza, he believes he hasn't succeeded thus he strives to create that something and yet he wants to be with something, the being that it is he can't recall and no matter what he does, memory just won't allow him to know to find em. Original Richard was a brilliant man who could be a tad eccentric from time to time, he was light hearted and always in a good mood despite his failures which he kept pushing himself forward to strive for success. When it came to Eliza, he was very kind to her perhaps a little fatherly, he grew attached to her and started to see her as more of a person than android. To be honest, he was pretty much close to being in love with her.
Now as Renard, his eccentric ways are all but none existent, if anything he seems to be bored on the borderline of appearing depressed with what little emotions he has left. While still smart and clever, he just has this neutral looking expression on his features. Very rarely will something peek out of old and honestly he isn't too sure on if he wants to recall. He has no memory, thus what if that is a good thing? What if had a awful life before? What if had done something horribly wrong? And yet..what if he had a responsibility to family? What if he was on his way to help someone? These questions swirl in his mind, making him more an more unsure if he wants to remember or if he doesn't. Now when parts of his old self appear he doesn't do it on purpose, they usually sneak out and it confuses him. There are times he doesn't feel like himself and he's not sure how to explain it.
With that said, he wants to embrace one or the other. To figure out who he was and remember the person he wants to be with or to recreate his life anew an ignore this strange desire to be with someone. For now all he is trying to do is push forward till he can decide.
History-
On a world where it was just humans and high technology, Richard Silver was born to his scientific family. From the very start they worked to mold his mind into something brilliant, hoping that he'd take to one of their respected fields. They kept him home schooled, teaching him only what they thought he should know with some of the things the world believed he should know. Kept away from outside forces, he held no friends growing up long into his teenage years until he became a adult. At twenty years of age, his parents wanted to hear a answer from him and he gave them one. A worker at the robotic company SAI Corporation. This dumbfounded his parents and they practically shunned him for it. Despite that, Richard didn't care and he set out on his own.
He made a decent living, working with the AI's and even some of the robot models. But he wanted to do something more. He wanted to improve something to make it great, to make it unique. One day the item presented itself. A particular model to the Giftia line, a female android. She was lovely looking and he asked for permission to work with just one android from the line. They gave him permission and he set to work, wasting years of his life on trying to perfect her, to make her unlike the others. It was how his childhood and teenage years went, save for one important fact, he had a goal of his own. The thought of succeeding was enough to make him much happier and it even changed him as the years trudged on. One day something interesting happened.
It had been a long day and he had gotten no closer to managing what he wanted. That was when it happened, her circuits began to glow and her main hard-drive combined to form a white ball of light. Curiosity was high when this astounding event was over and he pondered over if he should turn her on due to how strange that was. But natural curiosity took him over and thus she was activated, what he got was great. She was different, so much compared to the other models she was so...human. More so than humanity was with the laws in place yet she knew not of what she was. The temptation to tell her was strong but his heart kept telling him not to, it would end badly. Some one could steal the research related to her or far worse...her.
More time passed, nine years to be exact and during that time he got attached to her to the point of calling her Eliza. She lived in his home and he had company for the first time in his whole life. Sometimes he forgot she was a android due to how human she was but then his mind would remind him. Worry though soon came to take his thoughts, androids fell apart and they each had different years of expected service ability. Would she break down and be unrepairable? Would he....lose her? No. She was so much more human than android, he couldn't lose her and he was determined to make sure that he wouldn't. He did his best not to show his concern of the matter to her though he wondered if she did notice. He never asked, so he could never know.
Their days continued on like always, he made sure she was able to do things and in top shape while having someone to talk to and actually enjoy things. That was gonna change though one night, she was taking longer to return to normal and he just assumed she was off looking at something. So he didn't let it bother him too much. Yet he glanced out the window to notice a odd thing, he couldn't see it as well as Eliza but he could notice something off about the night sky. It seemed...darker, the stars seemed to fade away one by one. He was just about to go for a telescope when he noticed a strange creature in the room, a black shadowy like thing. It looked like nothing he'd seen before and before he could even speak, more appeared and they sprang at him. Richard tried to keep the things off of him and he even made a break out of his study, sadly there was much more of these things and as he forced himself to the top of the stairs only to trip over one of the creatures, his gaze caught one small glimpse of her. Eliza had come running to the door and it opened, that was it. Everything went black for him and it stayed that way.
At least...for what seemed like forever. His eyes opened and slowly he sat up but there was a twist. He wasn't in his home, he was just lying on the street with no memory. Transformed into a nobody, the man was left in a state of uncertainty and he would've spent the day just sitting there if a person hadn't come over to him and asked his name. He merely told them he couldn't remember and the person stared at him for a moment, only to say that Renard looked like it would work for em. After they left, he got up and decided to use the name though as to what next...he had no idea.
OOC-
OOC Name: locker
Role: Original.(Created with Ginger's permission)
Face Claim:
[b]Naruto[/b], Kabuto, [i]@locker[/i][/*code]