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Your Name: Stiel/Shae
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CHARACTER INFORMATION
Name: Saphir Ortion Gneiss (Dist the Reaper/Rose)
Canon: Tales of the Abyss
Original or Alternate Universe: Original
Canon Point: Post-game, mid-incarceration
Number: 044, or any randomly assigned number if that one's taken and I missed it somehow

Setting: http://aselia.wikia.com/wiki/Tales_of_the_Abyss#Setting

History: (Oh god I'm sorry this got so long I was sick when I wrote it so I'll blame it on the fever)

Saphir grew up in Keterburg, Sylvana, a perpetually snowy city in the Malkuth Empire. The most influential person in his upbringing was Professor Gelda Nebilim, who taught at the local private school. He attended this school together with Jade and Nephry Balfour, and the future Emperor Peony (unbeknownst to Saphir at first, as he went by the pseudonym Franz). Though he was recognized by the people of Keterburg as a genius, especially in the area of fonic technology (fontech), Saphir idolized Jade, who had an unbelievably advanced understanding of fonic artes, even compared to adults, and persisted in chasing after him and essentially becoming his lackey. This resulted in Saphir being on the receiving end of many of Jade's new fonic artes or being stuck as a guinea pig in his experiments. One particular incident involved Saphir trying to join the others in ice skating, but as he was unable to skate properly, he came crashing towards Jade, who used an arte to drop him into the freezing water beneath the ice. Regardless of how cold Jade was to him, Saphir refused to give up the idea that they were the best of prodigious pals and continued to tag along with him. His relationship with Nephry is implied to have been friendly, while his relationship with Peony was rather more volatile due to his rather pitiful jealousy over Jade treating Peony like a companion of actual worth. In fact, Saphir's childish “revenge journal”, which he mutters threateningly about as an adult was started because of Peony. Despite the fact he spent much of his childhood bullied, Saphir later refers to this period of his life as his “golden era.”

 

Things continued on like this for some time, until the status quo was violently upset by Jade. In an attempt to perform artes requiring the use of the seventh fonon, the one fonon Jade couldn't even begin to master, Jade accidentally mortally wounded Professor Nebilim, the first person he'd ever come to respect (ironically enough for her abilities as a seventh fonist.) Close behind as ever, Saphir helped carry the dying Professor from the burning wreckage of her home into the outskirts of town. As both of the boys lacked an affinity for the seventh fonon, they were unable to use healing artes to help her conventionally, and instead attempted to use a replication technology of Jade's invention, called fomicry. Alas, fomicry had yet to be perfected, and the replica lacked necessary first and sixth fonons. Unstable and lethal, the replica Nebilim fled, traveling Auldrant and murdering fonists in cold blood in an attempt to complete herself. The original Professor Nebilim died all the same, an event from which Saphir never truly recovered. The boys made a pact to “resurrect” the Professor someday through the use of fomicry. From that point onward Saphir began to idealize the past and made its reclamation his top priority.

 

Following the incident, Jade was adopted by the Curtiss family, a big name within the Malkuth military, and a supplementary manga (Tsuioku no Jade) reveals that Saphir predictably followed him to the military academy. Saphir spent his time here alongside Jade as a “special researcher of the Imperial Fonic Artes and Fontech Research Center,” not only expanding his knowledge of fontech but furthering the theory of using fontech for fomicry to replicate Nebilim. Socially, he tried to isolate Jade and himself and was very clingy and needy with the other boy's time, getting upset enough to shed tears when Jade split off from him for basic classroom cleaning duties with his class representative (granted, Jade sort of snapped at him to go on alone). As it became apparent that Jade and the representative, Jasper Cadogan, were developing a sort of bond, Saphir began to harrass Jasper out of jealousy, doing things like taping signs to his back and putting thumbtacks in his shoes. While Saphir's intelligence in terms of being book-smart was ever growing, his maturity level remained quite stagnant.

 

Saphir, along with Jade, and Jasper (who had been dragged into it since he accidentally found out about fomicry from Jade) continued to work at the Imperial Fonic Artes and Fontech Research Center, attempting to make replica soldiers using the replica data of the deceased population of the fallen island of Hod. Throughout the experiments it was becoming evident that it was impossible for the memories of the original to be retained by the replica. For reasons concerning the professor, Saphir was obviously very distressed by these findings, but refused to be swayed and continued to insist that it was theoretically possible. During this time, Peony, who still lacked the title of Emperor, frequently wrote letters to Jade and Saphir asking that they stop trying to create replicas. Saphir's attitude towards Peony hadn't warmed at all and due to the letters' content he reacted toward them with even more venom than he usually did where Peony was concerned. Eventually, Peony came in person, trying to convince them that the professor was dead, and every time they made another replica just to send it to the slaughter they were killing her yet again. Never one to agree with Peony, and clinging to the shreds of false hope, Saphir insisted that Nebilim wasn't even dead to begin with as long as they could replicate her. He throws an embarrassingly childish tantrum saying that as long as Jade was involved, the project could never, ever fail. When Jade decides to try to extract Nebilim's replica data from his own memories all at his own risk, even Saphir is unsure, but he goes along with it as long as it has a chance of bringing back the professor. Jade nearly dies in the process, and after a stern talking to from Peony, Jade decides to put an end to all fomicry research. Affronted, Saphir blows up at him, saying that no matter what Jade tries to do about it he'll keep trying to replicate Nebilim. In a turbulent fit of emotion he admits that part of the reason he wants so badly to resurrect her is so Jade can return to his former self, and show how he's really feeling again. Jade tells him that if he won't acknowledge his wishes to end their work on fomicry that this is goodbye, and Saphir trembles and collapses, having now lost both of the people most important to him. After the argument, Saphir opens up a little to Jasper when he asks him why he only looks to the past if Jade is here in the present, and Saphir, still emotionally rocky, shouts that it's because the professor is gone, and asserts once more that even if he has to do it by himself he'll bring her back. Since Peony will inevitably outlaw the practice of fomicry, Saphir said he would leave the country to continue his efforts.

 

It is presumably during this period he created Ortion Cavern, a sea cave lair of sorts along the coast of Kimlasca, Auldrant's other super power. Saphir spent much time here absorbed in his work, performing fomicry experiments of dubious morality on creatures such as cheagles, the sacred beasts protected by the Order of Lorelei  (http://aselia.wikia.com/wiki/Order_of_Lorelei). Due to his skill with fomicry and the fact that he had smuggled the replica data for Hod out of Malkuth, he was eventually approached by Commandant Van Grants of the Oracle Knights, who ultimately planned to use the fomicry technology to reproduce the entirety of Auldrant and destroy the original planet in an extreme move to circumvent the Score (http://aselia.wikia.com/wiki/Score) and provide the new replica population with free will. Apathetic towards ethical implications of Van's endeavors, he moved to the autonomous religious state of Daath, joined the Order of Lorelei, and became one of the six God-Generals under Grand Maestro Mohs in order to accomplish his own ends (ie Nebilim's resurrection.) He reinvented himself as Dist the Rose (technically Reaper, but he insists that the monicker “Rose” is far more fitting for one of his elegance and beauty) and carried out whatever experiments he was asked to no matter regardless of ethics or what the end goals were, because to him they were just stepping stones helping him get nearer to making a perfect replica of the professor.

 

When we first see Dist in the storyline proper, we find that he is just as ignored and reviled by the other God-Generals as he ever was by Jade. He's sworn Jade as his true enemy and insists to the others that he is the only one capable of defeating him. We next see him at Choral Castle, acting under Asch's orders to open Luke's synchronized fon slots. He observes that Luke, a replica, is a perfect creation, despite his lack of the original's memories, and speeds off in his plush fontech chair, jumping at the chance to study Luke's data. Dist is finally introduced properly to the party when he attacks their Baticul-bound ship. He sends a small robot, Barrelow X, with a programmed personality as self-absorbed and misguided as Dist's own, to steal a fonstone fragment to use in an experiment (this fails.) The man himself, after a long-winded self-gratifying introduction to the party and a short argument with Jade over whether or not his nose runs when he gets angry, experiences a short lived triumph when he successfully snags a fon disc of replica data from Jade, only to be informed that the colonel has already memorized their contents. In a fit of rage, he sicks a hulking, pepto-bismol colored robot, the Kaiser Dist R, on our heroes, but he is defeated and as the mech explodes, Dist is launched far off into the sea. This could have killed a lesser man, but this is Dist we're talking about, and for better or worse he is far too stubborn to die. For the rest of the plot Dist does a good many immoral things without caring who he's affecting in order to secure the professor's replica data from Van, including but not limited to assisting Van with the destruction and recreation of Auldrant and helping Mohs kindle a war between Kimlasca and Malkuth.

 

We next see Dist when our valiant do-gooders are evacuating the soon to fall (at the hands of Van, naturally) citadel of St. Binah. He swoops in on his flying chair and blocks the gates of the town with his shiny new Kaiser Dist RX (similar in design to the Kaiser Dist R, but this time featuring a nice “grandma's kitchen wallpaper” paintjob), nearly killing a child in the process, showing his lack of regard for those he can't use to achieve his own ends. At this point, Dist's prerogative is to kidnap Fon Master Ion, figurehead leader of the Order, from the party under Van's orders. He grows annoyed with Jade's “hypocrisy” here, unable to fathom why he would want to help the people of St. Binah when he had given up so easily on saving Nebilim. Naturally, the party is able to take out the new Kaiser Dist the same as the last, but Dist has distracted them long enough to be a major setback in saving the citizens. He vows quite melodramatically that they haven't seen the last of him and speeds off in his flying lazyboy, presumably to go design bigger better robots while muttering to himself about how much he hates them.

 

Dist's next scene illustrates that he has no real loyalty to Van and just wants to obtain Nebilim's replica data from him. He meets secretly with Grand Maestro Mohs (an extremist the complete opposite of Van who wants to ensure the Score's fulfillment who works with Van thinking their ideals are the same) and offers him a plot to restart the war between Malkuth and Kimlasca as dictated by the Score, so long as Mohs can obtain Nebilim's replica data from Van for him in exchange. Our ethically challenged friend Dist suggests that they force Ion (who had since returned to Daath to help the party by reading the Closed Score) to proclaim the truce between Malkuth and Kimlasca null, since he holds equal sway with both nations. As the good guys try to make their way out of Daath to prevent the war, Dist, Mohs, and a slew of Oracle Knights apprehend them. Once again Dist proves himself a conniving, single-minded bastard when he kidnaps the group's pilot, Noelle, and threatens them into complying at risk of her death. Rather than using Ion as planned, Dist and Mohs plan to use Princess Natalia and tertiary heir to the throne Luke as political bargaining chips as well and take the group as prisoners to the capital of Kimlasca. Dist and Mohs then use God-General Largo's past (he is Natalia's real father) to their advantage, convincing the King that Natalia knew she wasn't truly royalty all along and was conspiring against him. Asch lets the party escape, and the God-Generals get into a spat over who betrayed who. Dist admits that he is playing both sides and doesn't care as long as he gets the replica data.

 

We find later that he's absconded with the flightstone that gives “the Jade Gang” as he calls them the option for air travel, and he sends them a histrionic ransom note demanding that they meet him in Keterburg. Proof positive that sometimes the smartest people are the biggest idiots, he finishes the letter with a suspiciously specific denial that the flightstone is in Daath. Of course, the party immediately assumes it's in Daath and retrieves it forcibly from Dist's naïve attendant, Reiner, leaving the man himself to pout and freeze while waiting for them in Keterburg, where they have no intent of actually going.

 

Circumstance eventually brings them back to Keterburg anyway, however, where Nephry (now the Governor) greets them with the news that Dist has collapsed in the town square and has yet to wake. Being a persistent idiot he didn't realize that they weren't coming for him, and in his stupor keeps asking if they've arrived yet. Nephry put him to bed at the inn, where he is peacefully dreaming of his childhood, until he receives a rude awakening from Jade who has decided Dist has information they need. The whole thing happens off screen but we hear a lot of screaming and wailing and an apology from Dist so we can assume that Jade's mysterious interrogation methods were none too pleasant for him. He spills the beans easily enough, because regardless of how stubborn he can be he's very weak-willed in the face of pain, and following this scene Jade has him arrested.

 

For a time Van is presumed dead and thus Dist remains in jail, but this being a lengthy RPG our main villain is of course just lying in wait, and at some point Dist is freed. He next shows up alongside Mohs, aiding in his escape from the Kimlascan law. Mohs asks that Dist imbue him with the power of a Fon Master. Though with his preference for the theatrical he would have preferred to do it at a more fitting location than the Baticul harbor, Dist does as he asks and inscribes a glyph for gathering seventh fonons onto Mohs, even knowing that Mohs was not a seventh fonist himself and it would cause him to mutate into a monster. It turns out it had been an experiment Dist had always wanted to perform and Mohs' wishes just made him into a willing candidate. Essentially, Dist is willing to do horrible things to people as long as it's For Science™.

 

Our boy returns once more under Van's orders to interfere with the Jade Gang's plans when they're at the Tower of Rem, where thousands of replicas have gathered believing Mohs will come to take them to the new world Van is building. Dist cruelly mocks their naivety and even shoots several of them with the new Kaiser Dist XX. He once again prattles on about how he needs to revive Nebilim, how that will return Jade to his former self and then they can all relive their oh-so-perfect childhood together. Jade says he shouldn't have let him live long enough to end up this way and bids him farewell again, and Dist darkly replies that he'll fight in earnest as well. Dist is defeated, but intending to bring them all down with him he sets the Kaiser Dist to self destruct. Luke manages to blast Dist and the exploding Kaiser Dist away from the tower, and he is presumed dead for the remainder of the main story.

 

However, as Jade says, he possesses the tenacity of a cockroach, and will appear again if one directs the party to locate Jade's original failed Nebilim replica, who had been sealed away on Mt. Roneal by the Malkuth military. He thanks Jade and the crew for finding the fonic weapons that would unlock the seal, sparing him the effort. Having lost the resources to create a stable replica himself, he has resorted to trying to reason with the genocidal one. Though the replica thanks him, she immediately turns on him and knocks him out with a powerful fonic arte, knocking him out cold while the Main Characters ™ painstakingly take care of the mess. After the battle, Dist is left on the mountain unconscious; they just assume that he'll be able to amble after them on his own, and they are correct. Dist catches up with them in the capital after they've explained the situation to the Emperor, and there he is arrested for violating the National Intelligence Act. As a last ditch effort he tries to appeal to Jade by renouncing the name “Dist” and trying to remind him that they're friends, but Jade is having none of it and it's off to the Grand Chokmah penitentiary for Saphir, who vows to hate Jade forever. Saphir last appears in prison answering Jade's questions regarding the big bang effect in replicas, vitriolic as usual, but he's still stuck in the past.

Personality:

Put simply, Saphir is an extremely vain egomaniac who is hung up on the past, abhors loneliness, is more than a little obsessed with someone who never really wanted him around to begin with, and completely lost his sense of morality somewhere along the way. One of the main characters, Anise, blunt little girl that she is, once describes Saphir as a “stupid, rotten, friendless, ugly, snotty, poor excuse for a human being”, while trying to paint him in a positive light. He's not a bad guy, but he's not a good guy, either, she says. Though he's quick to point out how intelligent and beautiful he is himself, and he has been shown to make effective tactical decisions at times, often his childish feud with Jade blinds him and his cloddish plans go awry.

 

Despite how utterly dim he can be at times, he actually does deserve the title of genius; he's shown in his last (optional) scene to be able to keep up with Jade as they analyze one another's phrasing, and in the field of fontech he is peerless. Unfortunately, he knows exactly how smart he is, causing him to overestimate himself and distance others by ranting on and on about his brilliance. He shows no regard for authority, outright besmirching the Emperor, the Grand Maestro, and the Commandant, and only respects those he considers smarter than him, like Jade and Professor Nebilim, both of whom he seems to have on the brain constantly. While he's haughty and abrasive when dealing with most people, when he actually does respect someone he has been known to gush about them embarrassingly, using disgustingly flowery language.

 

He's also very possessive of those he's deemed worth his time to the point of pulling infantile pranks on those who've inspired his jealousy. Though a man of science by trade, he has a tendency to be blinded by his hopefulness where Nebilim and Jade are concerned, and therefore has selective comprehension when it comes to the futility of replicating Nebilim and the fact that Jade has cut ties with him. When it comes to Nebilim's resurrection he's much like the type of person in a political argument who claps their hands over their ears and ignores cold facts while stubbornly repeating their opinion.

 

Where ethics are concerned it seems he couldn't care less; as long as it advances his experiments he doesn't mind causing problems for others, and anyone in the way of his goals (typically being together with the Professor and Jade) can go to hell as far as he's concerned. He's very much an “I did it for science!” kind of villain. Buried underneath his innumerable glaring faults, there is something of a good side to him; he tends to respond positively to those who are kind to him, for instance when he makes a special fontech battle puppet for fellow Oracle Knight Anise, who decided to chat with him at mealtime when no one else would. He's also well-liked by the people of his hometown, cared for quite earnestly by Nephry (who tends to view him as a victim of her brother's), and well liked and respected by his attendant, Reiner. Sadly, his fear of loneliness and bullheadedness about wanting to relive his past tend to get in the way of him making any progress towards being a stable, independent person, and developing normal friendships. His overcompensation when talking himself up to others obviously rubs people the wrong way, so few people would try to get to know him in the first place.

 

In many ways he has not fully developed to adulthood, unable to let go of his “hey look at me I'm a prodigy aren't you impressed” method of connecting with people that apparently worked well enough when he was a child (granted, compared to the town's other child prodigy, who went around killing critters and being a cold and exacting terror, he must have seemed like an angel.) Saphir's social development essentially stopped at “as long as I have the Professor and Jade that's enough”, so instead of trying to put himself out there and forge new relationships he instead puts everything he has into reclaiming ones that are long gone – sort of like Gatsby, but instead of being charming and relatable he's a stuck up, self-absorbed drama queen.

 

He considers his tastes quite refined although actually his aesthetic sense is utterly garish and awful most of the time. Tends to gesticulate wildly when speaking, definite flair for the theatrical. Obstinate to the point that he is able to claw his way out of near death experiences time and again out of sheer will-power. Also known to talk in his sleep, usually short conversational blurbs indicating that he's dreaming of his childhood in Keterburg.

Abilities, Weaknesses and Power Limitations:
Though nowhere near Jade's level, Dist claims to be packing some, “super ultra gorgeous artes”, and is absolutely brilliant at adapting fontech for battle. However, as we're thrusting him into a universe where things don't operate on fonons, he'll be quite flummoxed and need to learn how electricity and the like work before being able to build anything. We're basically putting him back at square one.

 

While he does seem to repel death like water off a duck's back, he is as mortal as they come, so that shouldn't be a concern.

Inventory:

-One pair of thick, circular-lensed prescription glasses

-One tube of dark plum colored lipstick

-One tattered, half-filled “revenge journal”
 

Appearance:
Snowy white hair, slightly asymmetrical in length, falling to just above the shoulders. Eyes a red-tinted purple, though they are typically obscured by an extremely thick pair of glasses. Farely pale skin. Think of a stereotypical (and inaccurately portrayed) anime albino. Height comes to 5'9”, though he weighs in at a mere 137 lbs – he's very scrawny, though he'd prefer the term svelte. Pianist's fingers. Extremely bow-legged though he obsessively holds himself with perfect posture and tries to conceal it. Due to his lack of physical activity – he rarely even walks without the aid of his fontech throne – he has very little in the way of muscle mass.

Age:
35. Though uncharacteristically immature for his age, he's seen plenty of death in his time. 

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SAMPLES
Log Sample:

He's only half-conscious and he's already trying to open his mouth to complain. Fortunately for whoever may be in hearing distance, his vocal chords pointedly refuse to cooperate. Dimly, it registers that his throat feels clawed up and uncomfortable, as though he's swallowed a ball of steel-wool. Everything's numb and he can't quite pinpoint where his body ends and the world outside begins; it's a feeling not unlike sleep paralysis, and the slight surge of panic at the idea that he's lost control of the situation is just enough to make him want to wrench himself from the haze of stupefaction. Somehow he ends up on the floor, though he doesn't feel the impact (the lone word “analgesia” bubbles forth in his mind), just knows that it's there, cold and unyielding against his skin. Like this, he can almost pretend that he's just rolled out of bed again, and it doesn't matter when or where he is, not really, because in his mind he's back where he belongs, back in Keterburg, and everyone is alive and happy and whole. “You're okay,” he hears the Professor's voice tell him, “go back to sleep.” Saphir drifts.

 

The sound of his own tenuous voice wakes him, raw and ragged, and he has no idea how much time has passed. Perhaps minutes, perhaps days. The feeling is not unfamiliar to him; he's used to the hours escaping in droves ever since he's been locked away. Prison. The word strikes a chord with him as he stares, bleary eyed into an abyss of slate gray and ill-defined shapes. Everything's a little too nebulous for his liking, but he supposes it's a safe bet that he's still in the penitentiary.

 

Only he remembers it differently, can't recall it being so uncomfortable. Someone had probably decided to build up his hopes just to watch him fall ever harder when they finally moved him to his real cell. Someone was probably getting a great kick out of his pitifulness. Unbidden, the image of the Emperor sprung to his mind. It was an image readily available to him, filed under things like 'enemy' and other more colorful phrases. If he had enough energy he would have seethed at the thought of being made that bastard's fool.

 

It's the anger that inspires him to action; taking such a flagrant insult lying down was simply never an option. Control of his legs, however, seems to remain tauntingly out of reach. Slowly, strenuously, he drags himself towards what he perceives to be a wall. Although his vision has cleared slightly, things would be far more functional if he could track down his glasses (hazily, he senses that there's a far more pressing reason that he needs them back immediately, but the train of thought keeps escaping his grasp.) Things have gotten crisp enough for him to notice, as he crawls forward using his bony forearms, a black bar emblazoned across his pallid flesh. Upon closer inspection, the bar diverges into three numbers, a string of no particular significance. 024. An inmate ID number? It is possible, but he can hardly believe they would resort to a practice as outdated and barbaric as tattooing when they already had his fonon frequency registered. The Emperor and, of course, that traitor Jade remain high on his list of suspects, but even Saphir has trouble believing they would go to such lengths just to toy with him. No, more likely he's dealing with something else entirely. Plenty of people want him dead, he's well aware, but he can't hypothesize beyond that because everything's all jumbled and it's frustrating beyond belief because he knows he could work it out if only he had his bearings.

 

Shakily, he uses the wall to hoist himself up onto his legs, which despite their years of steadfast conditioning to the contrary, stick out in an undignified manner at the knees. He supposes he'll let it slide, just this once. He needs his balance more than his pride, at least for the moment. Bolstering his movements using the wall, he moves alongside it, groping about for an exit, any irregularity, in an attempt to confirm or invalidate the idea that he's in a holding cell of some kind. Instead he finds a doorway, which he tumbles through quite gracelessly. The walls of this room are lined with identical lockers; faintly, it reminds him of his time at the military academy and all its austere uniformity. He dislikes it. He can't quite make out the numbers, but one of them is unlocked, and there, sitting atop a ghastly, drab uniform (this must have been how his replicas had felt about it, if they'd the presence of mind to), are his glasses.

 

More than anything, Saphir wants to go back to dreaming. He wants to go home. Whatever's happening to him, it isn't fair. But damn it all, he's a scientist, and a fantastic one, at that. He refuses to back away from the challenge. He slips on his glasses, prepared to deal with whatever he may see.

Comms Sample:

[Saphir quizzically examines the device. He is more than well-versed in fon tech, and whatever this is, it doesn't operate on fonons. It is easy to determine, however, that it is a communicator of some kind, and his captors are in for an earful.]

 

Alright, you sorry lot had better be ready to do some explaining, beginning with where the hell I am!!! I've surmised from the environment that I'm no longer in Malkuth – too clean to be a part of Emperor Pinhead's rappig-sty of a penitentiary. Obviously you haven't the slightest idea who you're dealing with here. I am the beautiful virtuoso, God-General Dist the-- wait, wait, forget I said that, though the bit about my immense genius still stands. You have so brazenly kidnapped Dr. Saphir Ortion Gneiss of Keterburg, and the moment I figure out who you are – and believe me, I will – your names are going down in my revenge journal.

 

[A few moments pass and he grows impatient, glaring daggers at the gadget, moments away from an impending childish fit.]

 

Hey! Stop ignoring me this instant, you haven't got the right!!!!