Name :: On Earth, he'll identify as William TyrantAge :: Looks to be 18-ishAppearance :: vladimir ivanov(view spoiler)[ (hide spoiler)]Personality ::- bossy- adamant- stubborn- protective- determined- courageous
Likes ::- space- flying- corn on a cob- acting normal
Dislikes ::- cats- violence- chocolate- technology
- bossy- adamant- stubborn- protective- determined- courageous
- space- flying- corn on a cob- acting normal
- cats- violence- chocolate- technology
He kept going down …and down …… and down until his ears popped and his lungs cracked, suddenly capturing the oxygen that he didn’t need to breathe. No matter how hard he tried to gain control of his body, it was all in vain for his brain wasn’t in synch with any part of his body. He could feel around him a surmounting amount of heat engulf the faster he fell, obscuring his vision of the grey skies above. It was raining; he could hear the sizzling of the raindrops evaporate against the ball of flame he was creating. He could hear the wind whizzing and the flames burning and he could smell the smoke. That was the thing, the man could sense everything but he couldn’t do anything. The only thing he was able to do was think. And as he fell, his mind drifted to how he had began to fall in the first place. Back on his planet, galaxies away from the Milky Way, there had been the centurial tournaments and it had been his very first time participating in them. The games consisted of brutally murdering your opponent before they killed you. However when it came down to the last two standing, the loser was forced to leave the planet and thrown far out of orbit, ultimately freezing and floating in space until any form of planet pulled them down however many years later. Those were the humanoid’s first memories upon being defrosted at an accelerated rate. It all made sense now; why he could sense but not do anything. If he concentrated enough, he could feel his fingers breaking away from the ice that had been entrapping them and every extremity of his body as well. The more he was freed, the easier it was to understand what was happening to him. A planet had found him. This planet, whatever it was, would be his home now. Despite not knowing how long he’d been travelling the galaxy like some asteroid, the man couldn’t help but feel as if he’d gotten lucky that he was falling so quickly. But now he had to ask himself what circumstances the planet was in. Oxygen, rain … other smells that were unfamiliar but he was eager to get acquainted with. Maybe this wouldn’t be so bad. A life of solitude was better than no life at all. In an instant every bone in his body seemed to shatter and crumble into themselves but when he went to scream, no sound was heard. His sight was buried beneath an array of browns and greens and in that moment, it was as alive as he’d ever felt in a long time. The man slowly rose to his feet, realizing that it hadn’t been his bones breaking but rather the ice imprisoning them. He stumbled and dropped to his knees before coughing out dirt.He looked around and realized he was in the middle of a humongous dirt circle which could have only been created by his falling. The rain finally came in contact with his skin, cooling his boiling temperature. What … what planet was this? He tried standing once more and this time he managed to stumble a few steps, but an unexpected wave of dizziness crashed over him and he fell once more. Why couldn’t he walk? His body seemed to feel heavier with every passing moment. What was happening?In the distance he heard a female voice and his head turned in direction to the sound and he spotted, clear as day, a young woman with brown hair running toward him. This planet was … inhabited? Determined to approach and question her, the boy rose to his feet and began dragging his way over to the female, every ounce of willpower poured into each and every step. He fought the wooziness, pushing away the intense nausea. He counted ten steps before his vision faded to black.(view spoiler)[merp. first posts aren't my forte xD (hide spoiler)]
When the man rose from the lands of his subconscious, it would be an understatement to say he was in a state of complete confusion. He was more than that. For a few moments after he’d forced his lids open, he couldn’t figure out what was up and what was down. Again, his body felt incredibly heavy, as if the gravity on this planet simply would not allow him to rise to a sitting position. So he remained absolutely still, his eyes unblinking as they focused on a ceiling. There were so many foreign smells invading his nose it was difficult to concentrate on only one. However there was one which was particularly strong – and simply awful.He managed to tilt his head to the side and catch sight of the rising sun. The rain was no more but the grass was damp, he could see. This confirmed that he’d been out for a while now. But how long exactly? A day? A year? A hundred years? All were incredibly plausible ideas for a thing like him. He breathed in the oxygen tentatively, the molecules riding through his system with ease; so his body had already adjusted to the condition which was a good sign. Little by little, the weight keeping him down was lifting which allowed him to finally rise to a sitting position. He was a little startled by the blankets which toppled down from his shoulders, falling helplessly on his lap. Who had laid these over him? Out of curiosity, he rubbed the fabric in between his fingers, the slightest of frowns etched over his features. That’s when he grew aware of all the other sounds. Looking up, he was met with the sight of a dog staring at him at the entrance of the place he assumed was some sort of hut. He stared calmly at the animal, feeling unthreatened. His eyes wandered to the horses before they landed to a girl lying close to him. She seemed to be asleep. Who was she? What specie? He reached out and touched the side of her sleeping face lightly, feeling her aura. Human. He’d heard of them before; probably the most pathetic specie to ever exist but he’d always found himself oddly charmed by their simple ways. They had a powerful will, he’d give them that. He retracted his hand and stole one last glance at his surroundings before finally looking down at himself. The symbols that once had been lit with burning ashes were now beginning to fade, retracting into his skin. The only mark that remained prominent was the one scarring across his shoulder and down where his upper arm met the joint of his elbow; the final blow which had cursed him to his defeat back on his planet.Once again noting how much lighter he felt, he finally found the strength to stand on his feet, letting the warm blankets fall around his ankles. His pants hadn’t, thankfully, been completely ripped from his legs, covering most of which wouldn’t be deemed conservative had it not been covered. Glancing once more down at the girl, he crouched down and tugged the fallen back up onto her shoulder before walking out of the hut.Now … where did he go from here? If the female was a human, he was no doubt on Earth. And if he was on Earth … well he didn’t know. He was aware of their slow advancements with technology – though pathetic in comparison to a lot of the neighbouring galaxies. Breathing in and out again, still growing accustomed to the act, he craned his neck back and gazed up at the sky, something close to homesickness swimming weakly in the pit of his heart. He hadn’t meant to lose the battle … He hadn’t meant to leave his family behind. Hopefully they were doing fine. Had something happened to them … the nameless man would never forgive himself. He could only think of his seven smaller siblings and if any of them had entered the tournament, if any of them had suffered and succumbed to death or been forced to leave their home planet. He hoped that, if one of them did, they’d somehow find their way onto Earth. But there was no point in fretting over issues he had no control over, especially when there were more important questions in need of answers.The piercing sound of a barking dog ripped him out of his thoughts and in an instant his entire body was bursting into flames for no reason. How had he done that? With a small amount of effort he extinguished himself and stared at both dogs – when had the second one entered the picture? He hadn’t meant to do that … it wasn’t as if he’d felt threatened by their barks or anything. The man trudged back into the hut and stood over the girl. “Human?” He spoke, his voice much deeper than he remembered it being. Then again, he hadn’t spoken for however many centuries and the English tongue was one he hadn’t practiced much. “Human, I wish to speak with you,” He persisted, bending down to nudge her awake. “It is urgent. You need to awaken.”
(view spoiler)[that wasn’t short at all! Don’t even worry about it <3 I can’t write 1k word posts all the time so my posts might stay that length, aha. Plus we’re just starting out and not much is happening, aha. (hide spoiler)] He hadn’t meant to startle her. Unbothered by the dogs, he took his hand off of her shoulder and stretched to a standing position. Was there a way to assure a human that she shouldn’t be afraid of him? Logically speaking, he couldn’t blame her; humans knew next to nothing about extraterrestrial life on other planets, never mind within their own galaxy. Trying to put himself in her shoes, he knew she had every right to be afraid of him and every one of her questions were more than valid, however he couldn’t help the faint feeling of frustration in his chest. If she could just … give him the chance to speak, he’d explain everything. “Fear not, I come in peace,” He began, careful to keep his voice low and neutral. Then there came the question of how he was going to give explanation to everything. There was no way he’d tell her the entirety of the story; otherwise they’d be here for a long time and something told him the days on this planet weren’t as long as they were back on his home planet. “I don’t mean to hurt you.” It seemed necessary to repeat it, what with the look of horror written on her face. He didn’t like that she seemed to regard him as if he were a sort of monster – something he wasn’t. Extraterrestrial being was an acceptable term. Monster was not.First and foremost, before he answered any of her questions, he needed to find himself a name. For obvious reasons he couldn’t use his real name, and therefore needed an alias she was going to be able to relate to, or at the very least pronounce. He’d read about Earth many, many years ago and yet only one name seemed to stand out against in his memory. “My name is William and I am from a faraway planet.” At the mention of what he’d done to her land, Will could only give her a measly shrug. “My sincere apologies, I was not aware I would be descending on Earth…” He trailed off, a hint of bashfulness in his tone. William sat down and dropped his hands into his lap, shoulders slumped in comfort; he had nothing to be afraid of here as far as he was concerned. “I do not know why I am here, but I do know my intentions are good and I mean you no harm.” So there may have been a small lie in the sentence, but William knew it was for her benefit and felt no remorse. “Thank you for bringing me here. It was a kind gesture on your part.” Here meaning the place he now found the proper word for; barn. There was no question he was on a farm, which was by far the second best way to fall aside from the ocean. He couldn’t imagine if he’d fallen in the middle of a city, the destruction he would have caused would have been disastrous. These lands alone had taken a merciless beating.“Who are you?” He asked, projecting the spotlight on her. “What is your name? Are you alone?” He looked around, noting all the animals; the horses, the dogs, the sound of clucks coming from another stall, but he hadn’t seen any other humans other than her as of yet. William found himself gazing into her doe eyes, almost touched by the vulnerability they were expressing. Her kind had always been a fragile one. It’d been centuries since he’d seen such innocence inhabit such delicate specie.
“I can’t-” Already he was adapting to her verbal mannerisms, the conjunctions coming easily. “I can’t give you any proof that I am trustworthy, I’m afraid.” Although he was inclined to point out that he could’ve easily destroyed her while she’d been sleeping or run off and disappear entirely, leaving her questioning if what she’d seen had actually been real. Will was sure he could’ve wiped her memory clean as well. However he did none of those, and he was sitting in the barn, beside her, everything completely undamaged if one didn’t count where he’d fallen. When she accused him of lying, William sighed and pushed a hand through his hair. “It’s the name I’ll be adopting on this planet,” He admitted. He sighed softly at her further inquiries, trying his best to be patient, knowing that none of what was currently happening was considered normal. “I suppose I am an extraterrestrial being,” he said, a hint of thought in his voice. He was the alien and yet he was the one who found her rather odd. However he didn’t answer her other question, which planet he was from; he didn’t have nor did he wish to tell her everything right this second. For all he knew she could turn around any second and yell for help or leave, only to tell her peers or authorities of him – he couldn’t let that happen. He knew enough about planets which were not his own that most didn’t handle hostile beings very well. It wasn’t as if he was afraid of humans. Was William not such a serious man, he would’ve laughed at the thought; what could these people do to him that could harm him? No, it wasn’t that he was scared, but it seemed like a tiresome effort to try not to kill those who thought him an enemy. Besides, it would be a rather large waste of fuel and technology for the humans, no? That was why he insisted on letting her in on things that already seemed obvious. As mentioned previously, Will was a serious guy, so when a small chuckle escaped him at the mention of a spaceship, it came as quite the surprise. “You ask a lot of questions, human,” He noted, a slight glint of amusement dancing in his crystal blue eyes which were peering down at her. “I don’t know where I’d be landing, I’m simply surprised I’ve travelled this far is all.” He shrugged and moved his gaze to one of the horses of a silky black coat; what a beauty. “No spaceship,” He added, looking back at her, the laughter evident in his voice. “You’re very kind, nonetheless.”He hadn’t needed to be dragged all the way here; he would’ve been just fine waking up in the middle of the disaster he’d created, Will knew that. So a flame of gratitude lit inside of him. He knew she’d done it out of good heartedness, and William promised himself he’d find a way to repay her, a gesture of his thanks. That’s how it was done, right? One kind gesture in exchange for another some time when it was needed. Paige. That was her name. Paige Duncan. It sounded so … human (view spoiler)[go figure (hide spoiler)]. “Paige.” William smiled a little at the sound of it, he liked the name. “You have a beautiful name, Paige Duncan.” Or so at least he thought she did. So she didn’t live alone, she lived with her father. William remembered his father. A big man, ten feet in size with hair dark as the galaxy and eyes bright as their moon. Everybody mourned his death with heavy hearts when he’d failed to return from one his inter-galaxy missions. To this day nobody knows how exactly he disappeared, but the most speculated theory was that a black hole had swallowed him. It was either that or he was being held prisoner somewhere. But William never cared; he might’ve been a good man but he’d never won any recognition for being the father everyone thought him to be. “Your … papa … is he kind like you?” His eyes fell on Paige and he smiled softly, finding the situation oddly comforting. Bread and dried meat? Was she offering him a meal? William shook his head and stood up with her reluctantly; he’d been comfortable seated where he’d been. “Again, it’s a kind offer but I have no appetite as of right now.” He walked out of the barn and looked over to where he’d without a doubt taken his fall. The radius was much larger than he’d first anticipated. And then he shifted sideways, his eyes falling on a house. “Is this your home?” Will looked at Paige and gestured vaguely with his hand in its general direction. “Perhaps you’d like to find yourself some bread and dried meat and a few minutes to bathe?” She looked terribly run down and he couldn’t help but feel a tad guilty, knowing it was his fault. “I’m terribly sorry for having fallen where I did.” Also knows as the middle of her farm; what if one of her animals had been there? “I can be on my way if it would make it easier for you. Or, if you’d allow me, I could remove any memory of this situation.” He couldn’t help but think it’d make things that much easier. In fact, he was awfully inclined to reach out and go through with it anyway; it’d make things easier for him as well.
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