Post by SEER on Feb 12, 2011 14:12:07 GMT -6
( SEER)
( Infinite , Program , Keith Urban , Predictor )
(Ambivert, Friendly, Dual, Torn, Cancer)[/center]
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Seer is a program created by Beowulf Nocturne. After hearing of the previous events in the past Grids, his user Beowulf worked on various functions and methods of determining the future via computer formulas. Seer was his end product. He searches out the common “feeling” of the Grid and determines the most probable outcomes of current events in the near and more long-term future. If successful, it could deter future problems before they even begin. Given the turn of events that took place in the past, it seemed to be interesting enough to be given a chance.
Personality-wise, he does retain a small portion of his user’s demeanor. Most seem to be put off by his presence, though Seer is nicer than his creator. If you talk to him long enough, you’ll find he’s fairly easy to get along with. He doesn’t usually go looking for trouble, but if it finds him, he is ready to defend himself. Being an information gathering and translating program, he likes to eavesdrop on others and traveling all over the grid. Sometimes, he finds his position as an awkward necessity, and can retract to being more introverted. Out of the games, he does best as a light cyclist.
However, there are times when other programs see him looking almost regretful. He also wears a cloak similar to what Clu 2 wore, but different circuitry that has a medium gray color.
(Note: All information below isn’t to be known IC please. I just didn’t want to leave this completely secret since it’s a good portion of who Seer is)
In reality, Seer is a Trojan Horse virus. His most used functions that his user sold him on are merely a cover-up. When that side of him is active, he can act as a bridge for other viruses onto the Grid, and even can infect other programs with his own virus. He was programmed to trigger whenever his user dictates, however as Seer he truly does care for any allies/friends he’d make given his cover programming dictates he is friendly. This duality in him tears at his mind, and he may mention that he wishes user demands weren’t all there was to programs. He doesn’t particularly care for his fate, but there is little he knows he can do about it.
His personality as a Trojan is merciless, and non-discriminate. He will attack any and all that are in the area. However, there is always that stigma about users. Whether or not he will prefer to attack programs over users or even try against users remains to be seen.
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EXPERIENCE 8+
WHERE DID YOU FIND US Referred by Kayla/JusticeMuffins
CONTACT PM/AIM/MSN (PM to get the last two)
ROLEPLAY SAMPLE
Karl rested his chin on his folded hands and glanced at the report laid out on the table, which was Lauren’s. Apollo had already snatched up Thomas’ and was deeply reading into it. He just barely started to lift his head, intending on picking it up while Apollo was reading the other. “Don’t even bother, Colonel. I’m almost finished with this one.”
With a sigh, the older Schubaltz resigned himself to simply waiting. No one bothered ordering food either.
Thomas watched the eldest at the table with growing nervousness. What was with the report being read right away? Didn’t that get turned in for later viewing? Something about this was definitely off, even if Apollo Abendroth wasn’t exactly the “normal” kind of guy. And just why was he here anyways?
Apollo placed Thomas’ report down and started on Lauren’s next. The time seemed to drag on even more with this next reading. Artemis honestly wouldn’t be shocked if her brother said that he was just being slow on purpose. A smirk playing across Apollo’s face signaled he was done, and the man placed the papers in front of him back onto the table.
“Well then…”
There was a moment of silence, Apollo directing his gaze first at Thomas, then finally on Lauren. His overly serious gaze then lit up as he couldn’t help himself anymore and smiled. “You pass.”
Thomas blinked. “P-pass? Pass what?” he asked, gawking at Apollo. The brigadier general never ceased to surprise.
“Yea, what are you talking about?” Lauren questioned. She knew Apollo a little through Artemis and had at least a little time around him back at Guylos, however she couldn’t tell much about him yet now. She didn’t like how intently he had been looking at her. Laughter filled the air as Apollo showed his amusement. Folding his hands before him on the table, he looked between the two again.
“This entire situation has been a ruse, a sham. The bandits were paid to come here and cause trouble,” he began, then making a face at the angry looks. “Hey, I’m not finished yet! Now then, the bandits were told to stir up enough trouble that would make it seem like genuine danger, but really… No one was ever really in danger to start with.”
With a sigh, the older Schubaltz resigned himself to simply waiting. No one bothered ordering food either.
Thomas watched the eldest at the table with growing nervousness. What was with the report being read right away? Didn’t that get turned in for later viewing? Something about this was definitely off, even if Apollo Abendroth wasn’t exactly the “normal” kind of guy. And just why was he here anyways?
Apollo placed Thomas’ report down and started on Lauren’s next. The time seemed to drag on even more with this next reading. Artemis honestly wouldn’t be shocked if her brother said that he was just being slow on purpose. A smirk playing across Apollo’s face signaled he was done, and the man placed the papers in front of him back onto the table.
“Well then…”
There was a moment of silence, Apollo directing his gaze first at Thomas, then finally on Lauren. His overly serious gaze then lit up as he couldn’t help himself anymore and smiled. “You pass.”
Thomas blinked. “P-pass? Pass what?” he asked, gawking at Apollo. The brigadier general never ceased to surprise.
“Yea, what are you talking about?” Lauren questioned. She knew Apollo a little through Artemis and had at least a little time around him back at Guylos, however she couldn’t tell much about him yet now. She didn’t like how intently he had been looking at her. Laughter filled the air as Apollo showed his amusement. Folding his hands before him on the table, he looked between the two again.
“This entire situation has been a ruse, a sham. The bandits were paid to come here and cause trouble,” he began, then making a face at the angry looks. “Hey, I’m not finished yet! Now then, the bandits were told to stir up enough trouble that would make it seem like genuine danger, but really… No one was ever really in danger to start with.”
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