Aiedail

A human like being from the stars, formed from synthetic materials , with all the characteristics of the perfect soldier. Little is known about the fate of her creators. Naturally curious, Aiedail is exploring. The Galaxy is her sandbox.

a character in “The Multiverse”, as played by Script

Last seen at: The Multiverse

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Name: Aiedail
Age: 7
Date of 'Birth': 9th April
Race: Advanced Android, conditioned to replicate the human psyche.

Abilities/Equipment:

Body Morphing: The synthetic material that is infused with Aiedail’s body is unique in its composition in that it can be reshaped and moulded upon thought commands as easily as we raise our arms using muscles. As such Aiedail can completely reshape her arms, which are almost completely made of this material, into blades, shields or even weapons that can fire various photon beams and lasers. She can even reshape the majority of her body into simple structures and vehicles.

Shielding: An ordinary kinetic barrier, as often found in power armor and in some spacecraft. Capable of stopping a tank round, though some kinetic force is transferred through, and thus the tank round would send her flying - just not go through her. Obviously not infinite, enough punishment can remove it.

Conversion Barrier: A field that reaches approximately a meter from her body in all directions, forming a rough oval, can absorb any energy blasts or heat or even light (though she doesn’t usually absorb light, as that would render her unable to see) into it, and project it as a different form of energy, frequently as a blast of lightning or similar. The field can absorb huge amounts of energy and hold it for an indefinite period of time, meaning the release of said energy can be incredibly violent and deadly to those she directs it at. Has no effect on physical projectiles.

Mechanical Skill: Aiedail is also a skilled mechanic, and can produce tools and equipment from her fingers like a kind of high-tech swiss army knife. Given the blueprints and materials, she can make almost anything, as she uploads the blueprints directly into her mind.



Personality: As Aiedail was grown as an adult, she is somewhat childlike in her understanding of many things. She has a lesser grasp of emotions compared to pure humans, though she is still perfectly capable of feeling them they are more subdued and controlled. It is believed she cannot truly love. She is very loyal to those she trusts, and somewhat open with her trust as she has yet to feel true fear, never having encountered a being strong enough to pose a significant threat, the closest being nervousness and caution when avoiding hostile fleets of ships.

History: Aiedail was the child of a long and costly project worked on by a rogue organisation, who wanted an unstoppable army of super soldiers. Aiedail was the first successful prototype, formed from synthetic material melded seamlessly with a human body. She was grown in a lab as an adult, and never had a true childhood, only the period of time after her ‘birth’ in which she was allowed freedom and the scientists were so happy with their success they raised her like a child.

That was for the first year, and Aiedail’s mind had developed rapidly, as planned, and the conversion from naïve and unknowing subject to lethal killing machine began. She trained against AIs that simulated every known race, every known tactic, teaching her how to defeat any opposition she might face. However, her mind continued to develop, and around the age of 4, she realised she was a puppet for these men, who just wanted to use her.

Aiedail currently inhabits a small space station, which is literally almost as small as a fighter, with the only additions besides the basic bridge/cockpit area and engine room etc. being a small workshop and one room put aside for sleeping/recharging in.

Aiedail's Story

# Master's Dojo, 2009-09-26 15:15:01, as written by Script
Aiedail is totally a guy.

# Master's Dojo, 2009-09-26 15:15:14, as a chat transcript.
((yeah sure :D

# Master's Dojo, 2009-09-26 15:16:09, as a chat transcript.
((Setting and type of battle?))

# Master's Dojo, 2009-09-26 15:16:19, as a chat transcript.
((Like fantasy/tech/realistic? ))

# Master's Dojo, 2009-09-26 15:18:40, as a chat transcript.
((Semi realistic... *changes character* ))

# Master's Dojo, 2009-09-26 15:19:12, as a chat transcript.
(( Urgh. All I have are fantasy or plain realistic >.>)

# Master's Dojo, 2009-09-26 15:19:59, as a chat transcript.
(( Meh, I'll stick with her then ))

# Master's Dojo, 2009-09-26 15:22:33, as a chat transcript.
((Con, you want to go first out of us two? Rion-Con-Me turn order?))

# Master's Dojo, 2009-09-26 15:30:50, as written by Script
Aiedail was at that moment, entering the atmosphere "God. I'm as late as the white rabbit." she muttered as she blasted through the clouds, heating up as she went. Soon she was within sight of the dojo, and turned so her feet faced the ground, her jets slowing her descent now rather than speeding it. She landed with a crash outside, a small crater forming around her, before she strolled idly into the dojo "I'll pay for that." she commented, noting the hole in the parking lot with a slightly embarrassed expression. She then glanced at Zerachiel, her HUD display scanning him and attempting to identify weaknesses. She wasn't sure whether it was working, it was a lot more jumpy than usual. That didn't bode well, it really didn't.

# Master's Dojo, 2009-09-26 15:39:24, as a chat transcript.
(( See how I am without magical swirly water :P ))

# Master's Dojo, 2009-09-26 15:44:56, as written by Script
Aiedail noted Freasin's attack and spoke to him "Keep me covered from whatever he throws at me, my shield can only go so far, and I'm going to need a bit of time here." she said, her arm changing shape and forming into a photon cannon, upon which a blue bar appeared, beginning to grow longer as it moved towards the end of the weapon. It somewhat resembled a loading screen bar, but it was loading something nastier than Windows 94.

# Master's Dojo, 2009-09-26 15:50:23, as written by Script
Aiedail murmured to Freasin "Slip him up!"

# Master's Dojo, 2009-09-26 15:54:20, as written by Script
Aiedail continued to divert power to her photon cannon, the bar was approximately two thirds of the way towards the end now, and still moving. The rest of her focus was on keeping her shield strong, though that ran off of her magical ability rather than her source power, and would hopefully protect her until she could unleash her powerful photon blast.

# Master's Dojo, 2009-09-26 15:58:56, as a chat transcript.
(( Yes, it's water. Just solid ))

# Master's Dojo, 2009-09-26 16:04:46, as written by Script
Aiedail nodded to Freasin as the ice dome closed around her. Now she had a double layer of protection, and the photon cannon was almost fully charged. With the level of power she was putting into it, she would have to be careful not to bring down the entire block. Or not, she didn't live on this planet, not like they could fine her. "Just don't get yourself blown up, okay?" she said

# Master's Dojo, 2009-09-26 16:07:37, as a chat transcript.
(( By the way Rion, we going anywhere with that Harbingers thing? Seems a while since anything happened ))

# Master's Dojo, 2009-09-26 16:11:45, as a chat transcript.
((Cool, I was wondering if I could bring a set of Gods into it that I've been trying to slot in somewhere without making a whole RP that will (inevitably) fail epically ))

# Master's Dojo, 2009-09-26 16:12:41, as a chat transcript.
(( I also really need to go to sleep soon x_x ))

# Master's Dojo, 2009-09-26 16:12:57, as a chat transcript.
(( My eyes are actually hurting because they want to close so much <.< ))

# Master's Dojo, 2009-09-26 16:14:52, as written by Script
Aiedail now had to make a choice. Gamble on being able to survive the attack from her foe, and unleash her own blast on him while he was weakened from the assault, or attack now and hope that it would be enough to stop his own attack unleashing at all. The question was, did she feel lucky? Today, Aiedail felt lucky. "98%" she murmured, a blue orb beginning to coalesce at the end of the weapon.