Saffron

Name: Saffron

Gender: Star Sparkles and Space Dust

Age: Several Millennia

Year in school: University Freshman

Dorm: Sage

Height: 6’2”

Appearance:



Personality:
Let’s use the pronoun ‘he’ for simplicity’s sake. Saffron is a complicated being. Many things about him fluctuate, from minor physical traits to how he outwardly behaves. First off, the constant traits should be covered. Saffron is a sophisticated soul with a critical eye for beauty. Nothing is more beautiful to him or spurs him to be passionate in life than eyes and flowers. Too bad he doesn’t just admire said things from afar. No, if Saffron finds it beautiful, he must have it, and will try to pluck the thing or otherwise make a deal for whatever it is. If refused, he will not soon forget. He’ll linger around, like a vulture stalking half-dead prey. Also, like a vulture, blood doesn’t bother him. Sometimes he’s covered in it and doesn’t even notice, but the same can’t be said to any other type of dirt or grime. He doesn’t much like getting his hands dirty in that sense. Menial labor isn’t in his wheelhouse, and neither is bending to authority should they ask such things of him. In times of displeasure or stress, he paints his nails, focusing intensely on the small task until he’s recovered. Interrupting is not recommended, as reactions can be highly unpredictable. Saffron is a likeable drunk, and while he’s usually harmlessly flirty, he has exhibited some rather disturbing masochistic traits in the past.

The rest of his personality traits are flighty, depending heavily on what sort of eyes he has installed. That poses a deeper problem at times. He’s lost himself, a fact that truly bothers him, though he won’t admit it easily. Perhaps it was the loss of his real eyes that started it. When one switches eyes and personalities so often, a deep-rooted disillusion can creep in. At the onset of his talent, brought on by intense emotional and physical trauma, he promptly learned that his characteristics, mannerisms, and even minor likes and dislikes changed from what he remembered. It was an odd dissonance, remembering feeling certain ways without the positive or negative connotations attached them. It was like seeing something that used to be in color in black and white. It no longer felt like it belonged to him, as if he was peering into a window of who he had been without being able to go inside. The new eyes were an override code, one too strong to resist. This psychotic break and identity crisis of sorts brought on an intense obsession with collecting eyes. Their aesthetic and the personalities they bring are drugs he craves.

The ocular obsessor is well aware of what affects each set of his eyes have on him, and is willing to switch them out upon necessity should the situation call for it. Sometimes that’s the only way he’ll make it through a task he’d otherwise reject or not be good at. It’s this bizarre self-awareness despite his unique situation that has at least given him a goal. He holds the belief that if he collects enough different types, he’ll not only learn the identity of who took his eyes, but also have the arsenal to easily deal with whatever level of threat the person poses. The problem is...when is enough enough?


Likes:

✾ Eyes: What big eyes you have. All the better to snatch them up.
✾ Booze: It’s fun and unpredictable, like him!
✾ Beauty: It’s in the eye of the beholder….but he beholds a lot of eyes so he feels he has more weight on the matter.
✾ Buds: Flowers, of course.

Dislikes:

✾ Ugliness: The shallow kind. Deep rooted inner ugliness is none of his concern.
✾ Getting his hands dirty: Other than blood. Blood is fine. It’s all the other gross stuff like dirt and grime that bothers him. It can get on the eyes he takes and scratch them.
✾ Glasses: Imperfect eyes lead to a ugly lensed accessory. Ew.

Motivations:

✾ Getting his original eyes back: He doesn’t feel whole without them. It could solve his occasional identity crisis.
✾ Fighting boredom: If that happens to be mayhem, so be it.

Fears:

✾ Never finding his eyes: If he can never get them back, how will he know what parts are him and what parts are effects of the eyes he’s taken?
✾ Something hurting his face: His face is far too beautiful to jack up.


History: TBD



Name of Species: Alien

Baseline Dimension: It is rare for an alien in their natural form to be larger than 30 ft, however different aliens vary due to the term 'alien' being a broad description for an unknown entity, often from outside of the planet.

Baseline Appearance: Although they may be able to shape shift aliens in their natural form do not resemble humans or any creature known, mythical or otherwise. They may be coated in a toxic liquid, lack bones or shine with light, they are completely unknown and barely documented. Many have constellations across their skin while in human form, tiny shining diomond like pinpricks of light which form the constellations of their home world.

Culture/Origin of Species: Outside of the planet, mentioned occasionally in old scripts and texts of ancient religions. However many aliens are known to reproduce on other planets, the main reason being that when the children mature they get more power over their traits and sometimes are influenced by their alien lineage to take control of the area, dominate and invade.

Traits:
• Aliens are often able to transcend language barriers, speaking not only their own alien tongue, and the human language but many native languages of other species.
• Once aliens are able to master their traits some are able to slightly influence the emotions of those that they spend a lot of time with
• Non physical attacks are less effective due to the aliens natural affinity for magical power and the cosmos
• Aliens often have talents that do not use conventional elements (Light, dark, earth, fire, nature etc) but may use ethereal energies, stardust, or another obscure talent
• Aliens have high stamina, gaining 3 points to their stamina aspect. They may not show any talent or power for many years until it is suddenly unlocked within a couple of years once aliens hit puberty they train fast.
• Naturally aliens have an impeccable sense of direction, knowing north to south and being able to navigate as if there was a map within their mind.

Flaws:
• Aliens are prone to miscommunication, being outcasts, or being discriminated against due to how little is known about them
• Aliens cannot always control their emotions and talents, there is an order inside them compelling them to take control as an invasive species
• Due to being a species which has not been researched much talents that heal are less effective against aliens