Kyrie Eleison | The Endless Forest

Disclaimer/CreditsThis bio will more likely than not be subject to more mature themes, including but not limited to mentions of sickness, death, religion and trauma. If any of these disturb or bother you, please take caution when navigating this bio.
Vector is in character most of the time. If he does something that concerns you, feel free to contact me on skype at quiet.paradox.
CSS Coding by Mahj and Unplugged. ♥

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Day 11-June 1, 2014
A slight bit less anxious then he was previously about getting close to the forest creatures. Still hesitant to interact with most, however. Has found a peaceful looking patch of flowers surrounded by trees that he is thinking of settling within. Still has not found the place where he awoke.

Found the small, fuzzy child again today. Sat down nearby, until it came over to sit by him.

“I know that man is capable of great deeds. But if he isn't capable of great emotion, well, he leaves me cold.”

Name: Vector
Gender: Male.
Age: Unknown.
Size: Head reaches up to the first prongs on 17`s antlers.
Reference: x
Species: Unknown.
Orientation: Unknown
Scent: A faint scent of something aromatic, such as flowers or herbs.
Speech: "Bring out your dead."

The Outside

Zombie Pelt|Magpie Mask|Candle Antlers
He is most certainly an odd sight, a strange being that is perhaps out of place here-at least, in his own mind. Indeed, he dons the clothes of a plague doctor, perhaps the most significant witness to the bleak misery that a world of hopelessness had to offer, and he brings with him the remnants of what he once was.
-The majority of his body is enveloped in a black cloak that falls down to about his kneecaps. His legs are the only visible part of his body, and they appear to be around the same color. His cloak is held in place by his mask, and his ears are normally tucked beneath them.
-Perhaps his most striking feature is the long, beaked mask he wears. It is of a dull golden color, and stuffed with a variety of materials that give him his strange, aromatic scent. Upon his head he dons a wide brimmed, dark brown hat.
-Despite carrying the body of a cervine, he possesses a tail reminiscent of a horses. It is black and rather thick, though closer examination of it one will notice that the individual strands are actually quite wispy.
-Beneath his odd robes he is actually quite thin and rather emaciated. He is, however, highly unlikely to remove his cloak at any given time.

Art; By SilverBlood0801

"It is in the thick of calamity that one gets hardened to the truth-in other words, to silence."

Vector is nothing less but a strange being, bound by the beliefs of a long ago time. Plunged into a foreign realm fresh out of his own uninviting world, only time itself will tell how he will cope.
He is a quiet creature, appearing withdrawn and reserved to most. He carries himself around the forest with an air of what can be called caution, observing, but never approaching. The very existence of the forest has challenged the insular mindset of his time, and thus, he can only guess as to its nature. This leads him to isolate himself from the forests inhabitants, though to say that he is not intrigued by them would be to lie.
If one does manage to approach him, they will find what appears to be a being devoid of even the simplest of feeling. He speaks in an almost frighteningly monotone voice, scarcely leaving the decibel which he first began to speak in. This air of calm serves as a stark contrast to the interior of his mind, that of which has been marked by experiences yet unknown. He is reluctant to tell anyone of his past or his arrival into the forest, and most likely will give them the bare minimum. Indeed, he has not even the will to reveal his true name. In a realm such as this, so very different from the one in which he hailed, talking simply does not come easily.

Note: This section is still very much a work in progress.

The Known
Lucipher, Nika
Seen; "Peluches"

More soon.

The Healer

“No...you can't understand. You're using the language of reason, not of the heart; you live in a world of... of abstractions.”

-A former plague doctor; active during 1665 and 1666.
-Led to the forest by a young creature of some sort after his time in the human world had come to an end.

The rest will be revealed with time.

_{Coding credit to Mahj and Unplugged. All quotes are taken from Albert Camus`s The Plague. Open to rp, both here and on his blog.}

May 24, 2014 - 1:18am — Poppyflower

Bump because....kind of sort

Bump because....kind of sort of has a bio now? Currently in forest.

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~Poppy~
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Pixel Wis by squeegie~

May 24, 2014 - 2:22am — AlisonRobin

I like it. Tracking

I like it. Tracking curiously. I love the plague doctor look and his fear of demons/monsters being the deer is clever. So many ways for you to take this, I'll be tracking. <3

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May 24, 2014 - 2:27am — wingeddeer

ohh interesting. Tracking

ohh interesting. Tracking this. <3

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May 24, 2014 - 2:28am — Poppyflower

Thank you! He actually was a

Thank you! He actually was a plague doctor in his past. ^^

and woooh ey there winged

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~Poppy~
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Pixel Wis by squeegie~

May 24, 2014 - 2:29am — AlisonRobin

I was guessing as much, since

I was guessing as much, since it works with his clothes and worldview.

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May 24, 2014 - 4:12am — Poppyflower

Ehe, you were correct~ It`s

Ehe, you were correct~ It`s actually a concept I`ve had in my head for awhile now.

Added music and such; mostly for me to get a general jist of his character.

~~wheeze because how will CSS no~~

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~Poppy~
Profile picture by ahimsa ♥

Pixel Wis by squeegie~

May 24, 2014 - 4:52am — Waning-Sun