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app; dynos; castle in the mist
Player Name: January
Player Contact:acperience or Plurk!
Currently Played: N/A
Character Name: Dynos Garcia
Canon Name: Arc Rise Fantasia
Canon Point: Post-death
Personality:
Dynos has earned the nickname "Douchechanter" among fandom, and for good reason: he is not a nice person, if not possessing psychopathic tendencies. He has no qualms about killing whomever he deems an obstacle (and then some) or even fighting his own sister, explicitly saying that if she stands in his way, he'll "kill [her] like all the rest". In fact, he seems rather unremorseful over the fact that they've become enemies, instead appearing more bitterly amused and resigned than anything. Despite her attempts to be friendly, still valuing him as her little brother, he refuses to see her as anything abut a friend of the Imaginal Diva—and therefore, his enemy. Their previous relationship and the fact that they're blood relatives seem to mean little to him in face of his goals.
That being said, his rudeness is hardly exclusive to her. With the exception of Adele, he shows no respect for anyone around him, generally treating everyone the same way: with disdain. Dynos is a smug, moody, and somewhat bratty and anti-social individual. If he's not smirking, then he's frowning, and if he's not doing either, then he's probably yelling and/or trying to beat someone up. His complete disregard for life can also be seen in his decision to use necromancy, which seems to be uncommon, as he's the only Deathchanter seen in the game. He's not above using fallen soldiers or threatening to turn others into his "undead slaves", even at one point lamenting the lack of corpses to use while on a Rogress hunt with the others. He doesn't care if people think it's wrong—he was just a puppet his entire life, so why not treat others the same way? Furthermore, he's constantly dismissing others' opinions and thoughts in favour of his own or the Real Diva's, showing a considerable lack of empathy—not because he can't understand, but because he doesn't care. If it doesn't have to do with the Real Diva, then it's of no significance to him.
So, needless to say, Dynos is very dedicated to his cause. Or rather, the Real Diva and her cause. He is single-mindedly devoted to her, whoever it may be (first Rafil, and then her daughter), and it wouldn't be an exaggeration at all to say that his life purpose is to protect her. Even to a smaller scale, he essentially follows her around, carrying out her every order. Although the party that he belongs to is perhaps led more by the Child of Eesa, Alf, Dynos has no loyalty or even fondness for him. Rather, he will take Adele's side in everything, for she's the only one that he has sworn his allegiance to. Thus, as should go without saying, she is the sole person that he will be polite to, addressing her with nothing but respect and expecting others to do the same.
Consequently, Dynos's life tends to revolve around his devotion to what the Real Diva stands for and his subsequent hatred towards Imaginal and those who take its side (and if that includes his sister, then so be it). Not because he necessarily believes Real is any better objectively—though he dislikes Imaginal's Law for existing only to save humans—but because Real is whom the Real Diva supports, obviously. Therefore, he supports Real as well, crystallization and rebirth and all. He clings to everything to do with the Real Diva because, after the incident with his father, she's his only source of stability.
After all, Dynos is broken. There's no way around it, other than to say that he's a messed up brat. His father's attempt to kill him convinced him that he's a failure, for else why would his father want him dead—or at least be willing to sacrifice him to kill the Real Diva? In a cruel sense of irony, Dynos was nearly murdered because he couldn't even kill a bug, let alone another human being, and because of that incident, he's become callous enough to slaughter others without a second thought. The overall event left him feeling bitter towards the world, feeling that his father abandoned him even though all Dynos ever truly wanted was to win his approval. Then, because of his loyalty to the Real Diva who saved his life, he knew that he'd be shunned by the rest of the Divine Race, even though it was their devotion to Imaginal that almost killed him. He no longer had anything to care about other than Rafil, believing that he was an unwanted existence to the rest of the world. Rafil's assassination didn't help at all, as Dynos grew to hate himself more for not being able to protect her.
During the course of the series, he translates that into dedication towards her daughter—who then proceeds to die as well. It's then that Dynos finally loses all hope, wanting nothing but for Real's crystallization to happen, both as a continuation of the Real Diva's will and as a means of taking the world down with him. As he puts it, the world's already betrayed him so many times, so now it's his turn to betray it. For that, he'd even kill his sister. Hell, he'd even sacrifice himself, which is just what he does. Again, there's a sense of twisted irony here, as he tries to do exactly what his father wanted him to do before, with the difference between then and now being that Dynos no longer gives a damn about his life. Even before Adele's death, Rafil's might have pushed him over the edge, with one of his allies claiming that Dynos "was always looking for a place to die". In the end, for someone who seems so arrogant, Dynos, in reality, completely and utterly loathes his existence.
However, as demonstrated in Allwise (an alternate world/afterlife of sorts, where he exists as a 'record'), he's not always such a jerk. While never quite friendly, he's at least a semi-decent person when not being antagonistic, likely because he has no real reason to be hostile. He's still rather frank, admitting that he doesn't really like L'Arc and his friends, and not the cheeriest or most cooperative of people, refusing to be grateful for their help. He even has the audacity to give two other characters less than flattering nicknames, as he asks for a favour from them (albeit phrased more as a threat). On the other hand, he's actually willing to work with them for the most part, and, well, isn't trying to kill them. One could say that parts of whom he once was—or whom he could've been had he not died—rise to the surface here, as he shows some compassion for Cecille, with the aforementioned favour being for them to take care of her (or else). He also demonstrates a bit of social awkwardness, as he fails to understand why the others would joke around before facing a difficult monster.
In short, he's kind of a lost kid who got screwed over by the world one too many times, and thus responded by lashing out.
Abilities:
As a necromancer, Dynos has the ability to summon various minions and control corpses. Outside of that, he's an adept mage and fighter, though more of the former than the latter.
In terms of magic, he can use a variety of fire, earth, and dark spells, both of the offensive and defensive varieties. In terms of physical attacks, he's more prone to shooting energy out of his palms, though he can still dish out a good old-fashioned punch. Additionally, thanks to the equipment that he currently has, he can randomly inflict the target with sickness (which, in-game, also renders them unable to heal).
Writing Samples:
Links: one, two, three, four!
Prose Sample:
It wasn't the first time Dynos had woken up like this. Disoriented, surrounded by countless people like him, presumably still fast asleep—once he'd broken free from his makeshift prison, that is. That was one thing different, as slight panic had risen when he'd realized two things: that he was trapped and he couldn't use any of his abilities to break free (but he wasn't afraid of the dark—never afraid of the dark, not anymore). Otherwise, there was a remarkable sense of deja vu when he stood up, blinking as he grew accustomed to the dim light.
This time, though, there was no father who opened his eyes. This time, he was fifteen, not twelve. This time, what he was awakening from wasn't a thousand-year long sleep, but death.
It took a few moments, as he tried to fight the pounding his heads, before the memories resurfaced in his mind. They didn't flood in, however, as so much as they came in fragmented pieces—pieces that he had to put together.
(You're really going to fight me?
—now it's my turn to betray the world!
Dynos... it's over.)
Then, he remembered. He ripped off his own Dragon Gem, and then Cecille killed him. It was amusing, in a bitter sort of way, how at the age of twelve, she was willing to kill her own brother when he couldn't even kill a stranger at that age. There was no doubt in Dynos's mind as to why their father chose to sacrifice him over her—and to think that she felt that she had been the expendable one. It'd been him. It'd always been him.
A glance at his forearm confirmed what he had done, so he knew that that wasn't merely a dream (a regret of what should've happened, if it would've won his father's love?). His death was a reality, in which case perhaps this was the dream. After all, here he was, standing with legs with blood flowing through them, breathing in the air of the living, and examining the world through eyes that should no longer see anything.
He was neither a Feldragon nor dead, and that was an impossibility.
"... But the dead don't dream," he muttered, stretching his arms that felt as if they hadn't been used in years, even though he'd fought just moments ago. Whether it was from the pain of his would-be transformation or an effect of this place—wherever it might be—he didn't know. To be honest, he didn't particularly care either.
More so than the soreness in his arms, there was a sense of discomfort in his stomach, spreading through the rest of his body so that he couldn't shake it off. It took a few moments before he realized what the cause was: he was disappointed. Truth be told, being alive (in whatever sense of the word) was a let down. He didn't want to be alive; that much was clear. His death was supposed to be the one thing that he actually did right, barring the fact that he hadn't succeeded in turning into a Feldragon. His immediate fate was—should've been—inevitable.
And yet he was still alive.
Of course, he would fail even at that. Of course, the world wouldn't even give him that much.
He let out a low laugh at that, for reasons he couldn't entirely decipher, before walking forward. That was all that he could do at this point, wasn't it?
It wasn't as if anything mattered anymore, after all.
Player Contact:
acperience or Plurk!Currently Played: N/A
Character Name: Dynos Garcia
Canon Name: Arc Rise Fantasia
Canon Point: Post-death
Personality:
Dynos has earned the nickname "Douchechanter" among fandom, and for good reason: he is not a nice person, if not possessing psychopathic tendencies. He has no qualms about killing whomever he deems an obstacle (and then some) or even fighting his own sister, explicitly saying that if she stands in his way, he'll "kill [her] like all the rest". In fact, he seems rather unremorseful over the fact that they've become enemies, instead appearing more bitterly amused and resigned than anything. Despite her attempts to be friendly, still valuing him as her little brother, he refuses to see her as anything abut a friend of the Imaginal Diva—and therefore, his enemy. Their previous relationship and the fact that they're blood relatives seem to mean little to him in face of his goals.
That being said, his rudeness is hardly exclusive to her. With the exception of Adele, he shows no respect for anyone around him, generally treating everyone the same way: with disdain. Dynos is a smug, moody, and somewhat bratty and anti-social individual. If he's not smirking, then he's frowning, and if he's not doing either, then he's probably yelling and/or trying to beat someone up. His complete disregard for life can also be seen in his decision to use necromancy, which seems to be uncommon, as he's the only Deathchanter seen in the game. He's not above using fallen soldiers or threatening to turn others into his "undead slaves", even at one point lamenting the lack of corpses to use while on a Rogress hunt with the others. He doesn't care if people think it's wrong—he was just a puppet his entire life, so why not treat others the same way? Furthermore, he's constantly dismissing others' opinions and thoughts in favour of his own or the Real Diva's, showing a considerable lack of empathy—not because he can't understand, but because he doesn't care. If it doesn't have to do with the Real Diva, then it's of no significance to him.
So, needless to say, Dynos is very dedicated to his cause. Or rather, the Real Diva and her cause. He is single-mindedly devoted to her, whoever it may be (first Rafil, and then her daughter), and it wouldn't be an exaggeration at all to say that his life purpose is to protect her. Even to a smaller scale, he essentially follows her around, carrying out her every order. Although the party that he belongs to is perhaps led more by the Child of Eesa, Alf, Dynos has no loyalty or even fondness for him. Rather, he will take Adele's side in everything, for she's the only one that he has sworn his allegiance to. Thus, as should go without saying, she is the sole person that he will be polite to, addressing her with nothing but respect and expecting others to do the same.
Consequently, Dynos's life tends to revolve around his devotion to what the Real Diva stands for and his subsequent hatred towards Imaginal and those who take its side (and if that includes his sister, then so be it). Not because he necessarily believes Real is any better objectively—though he dislikes Imaginal's Law for existing only to save humans—but because Real is whom the Real Diva supports, obviously. Therefore, he supports Real as well, crystallization and rebirth and all. He clings to everything to do with the Real Diva because, after the incident with his father, she's his only source of stability.
After all, Dynos is broken. There's no way around it, other than to say that he's a messed up brat. His father's attempt to kill him convinced him that he's a failure, for else why would his father want him dead—or at least be willing to sacrifice him to kill the Real Diva? In a cruel sense of irony, Dynos was nearly murdered because he couldn't even kill a bug, let alone another human being, and because of that incident, he's become callous enough to slaughter others without a second thought. The overall event left him feeling bitter towards the world, feeling that his father abandoned him even though all Dynos ever truly wanted was to win his approval. Then, because of his loyalty to the Real Diva who saved his life, he knew that he'd be shunned by the rest of the Divine Race, even though it was their devotion to Imaginal that almost killed him. He no longer had anything to care about other than Rafil, believing that he was an unwanted existence to the rest of the world. Rafil's assassination didn't help at all, as Dynos grew to hate himself more for not being able to protect her.
During the course of the series, he translates that into dedication towards her daughter—who then proceeds to die as well. It's then that Dynos finally loses all hope, wanting nothing but for Real's crystallization to happen, both as a continuation of the Real Diva's will and as a means of taking the world down with him. As he puts it, the world's already betrayed him so many times, so now it's his turn to betray it. For that, he'd even kill his sister. Hell, he'd even sacrifice himself, which is just what he does. Again, there's a sense of twisted irony here, as he tries to do exactly what his father wanted him to do before, with the difference between then and now being that Dynos no longer gives a damn about his life. Even before Adele's death, Rafil's might have pushed him over the edge, with one of his allies claiming that Dynos "was always looking for a place to die". In the end, for someone who seems so arrogant, Dynos, in reality, completely and utterly loathes his existence.
However, as demonstrated in Allwise (an alternate world/afterlife of sorts, where he exists as a 'record'), he's not always such a jerk. While never quite friendly, he's at least a semi-decent person when not being antagonistic, likely because he has no real reason to be hostile. He's still rather frank, admitting that he doesn't really like L'Arc and his friends, and not the cheeriest or most cooperative of people, refusing to be grateful for their help. He even has the audacity to give two other characters less than flattering nicknames, as he asks for a favour from them (albeit phrased more as a threat). On the other hand, he's actually willing to work with them for the most part, and, well, isn't trying to kill them. One could say that parts of whom he once was—or whom he could've been had he not died—rise to the surface here, as he shows some compassion for Cecille, with the aforementioned favour being for them to take care of her (or else). He also demonstrates a bit of social awkwardness, as he fails to understand why the others would joke around before facing a difficult monster.
In short, he's kind of a lost kid who got screwed over by the world one too many times, and thus responded by lashing out.
Abilities:
As a necromancer, Dynos has the ability to summon various minions and control corpses. Outside of that, he's an adept mage and fighter, though more of the former than the latter.
In terms of magic, he can use a variety of fire, earth, and dark spells, both of the offensive and defensive varieties. In terms of physical attacks, he's more prone to shooting energy out of his palms, though he can still dish out a good old-fashioned punch. Additionally, thanks to the equipment that he currently has, he can randomly inflict the target with sickness (which, in-game, also renders them unable to heal).
Writing Samples:
Links: one, two, three, four!
Prose Sample:
It wasn't the first time Dynos had woken up like this. Disoriented, surrounded by countless people like him, presumably still fast asleep—once he'd broken free from his makeshift prison, that is. That was one thing different, as slight panic had risen when he'd realized two things: that he was trapped and he couldn't use any of his abilities to break free (but he wasn't afraid of the dark—never afraid of the dark, not anymore). Otherwise, there was a remarkable sense of deja vu when he stood up, blinking as he grew accustomed to the dim light.
This time, though, there was no father who opened his eyes. This time, he was fifteen, not twelve. This time, what he was awakening from wasn't a thousand-year long sleep, but death.
It took a few moments, as he tried to fight the pounding his heads, before the memories resurfaced in his mind. They didn't flood in, however, as so much as they came in fragmented pieces—pieces that he had to put together.
(You're really going to fight me?
—now it's my turn to betray the world!
Dynos... it's over.)
Then, he remembered. He ripped off his own Dragon Gem, and then Cecille killed him. It was amusing, in a bitter sort of way, how at the age of twelve, she was willing to kill her own brother when he couldn't even kill a stranger at that age. There was no doubt in Dynos's mind as to why their father chose to sacrifice him over her—and to think that she felt that she had been the expendable one. It'd been him. It'd always been him.
A glance at his forearm confirmed what he had done, so he knew that that wasn't merely a dream (a regret of what should've happened, if it would've won his father's love?). His death was a reality, in which case perhaps this was the dream. After all, here he was, standing with legs with blood flowing through them, breathing in the air of the living, and examining the world through eyes that should no longer see anything.
He was neither a Feldragon nor dead, and that was an impossibility.
"... But the dead don't dream," he muttered, stretching his arms that felt as if they hadn't been used in years, even though he'd fought just moments ago. Whether it was from the pain of his would-be transformation or an effect of this place—wherever it might be—he didn't know. To be honest, he didn't particularly care either.
More so than the soreness in his arms, there was a sense of discomfort in his stomach, spreading through the rest of his body so that he couldn't shake it off. It took a few moments before he realized what the cause was: he was disappointed. Truth be told, being alive (in whatever sense of the word) was a let down. He didn't want to be alive; that much was clear. His death was supposed to be the one thing that he actually did right, barring the fact that he hadn't succeeded in turning into a Feldragon. His immediate fate was—should've been—inevitable.
And yet he was still alive.
Of course, he would fail even at that. Of course, the world wouldn't even give him that much.
He let out a low laugh at that, for reasons he couldn't entirely decipher, before walking forward. That was all that he could do at this point, wasn't it?
It wasn't as if anything mattered anymore, after all.