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Darling, do you think we have been a little too hard on him? Celso is so young, and he already has all these scars... what? Well, I suppose you're right, he should have paid more attention during practice. But he's hurt. We haven't seen him in so long, too. You know he used to write me all those wonderful letters? When he was in the farm, yes, and with the merchants. He was so far away, but I felt so close to him back then. Now I can't tell what he's thinking anymore. Celso used to be such a good boy, darling, what happened? Did we do something wrong? Does he hate us? --the previous Capricorn, to her husband
[CHELL-so rah-VEN-ius]
capricorn / 27 / ouradora / astral projection / noriaki kakyoin
[CHELL-so rah-VEN-ius]
capricorn / 27 / ouradora / astral projection / noriaki kakyoin
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A S T R A L . P R O J E C T I O N
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Celso can project his (usually sleeping) consciousness across long distances to enter into the dreams of others. He does not know what he will find, however, and could potentially be at the mercy of their nightmares.
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Celso can choose to project his own soul/consciousness out of his body in the form of a spirit. The spirit is wearing clothes and carries an intangible version of whatever other equipment Celso was carrying. The spirit cannot travel too far from the original body, but is incorporeal until it chooses to interact with the world
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If the sleeping person realizes that they are dreaming and that Celso is in their dream, they will have him at their mercy until they wake up. If his spirit body is solid and takes damage, the damage will return to Celso later in the form of internal bleeding. Additionally, while projecting his spirit, Celso's body is left completely vulnerable. If it's moved far enough away from his spirit, his psyche could suffer damages. Or just die.
Additionally, the longer he uses his powers, the more listless and detached Celso becomes afterwards. His hair drains of color, his skin turns cold.
Additionally, the longer he uses his powers, the more listless and detached Celso becomes afterwards. His hair drains of color, his skin turns cold.
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☐ │cash, cash, dolla
☐ │ power, luxury, quiet
☐ │ dark chocolate, tradition
☐ │ gifts, affection, paint
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☐ │ toiling, waste, labor
☐ │ speeches, frogs, ants
☐ │ conmen, liars, thieves
☐ │ pollen, age, debt
i loathed all the fruit of my effort
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I could reply. I could
tell him that a metaphor
is inadequate in the
face of a bloodbath.
moral alignment: true neutral
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do you think you could have changed anything?
In Ouradora, the ruler is considered to be the number one public servant. Celso Ravenius, an only child, was born to execute the will of the people. That is why he was created, and to them, he is simply referred to as Capricorn.
Capricorn was raised from birth to fulfill his role of the ideal Ouradorian ruler. His path was the same as all those before him: he had to acquire a variety of personal experiences before he could be considered worthy of the title. As a child, Capricorn's parents took him touring throughout the Cosmos to familiarize himself with the different countries as their practices. He was introduced to the King, who became his role model and began teaching him swordplay. He spent years living among the people to learn from them and empathize with their struggles; Capricorn lived as a farmer, as a merchant, as an artisan. He had to work his way through the military, suffering the same abuse and living conditions as any other new recruit.
He polished himself, yes, and became perfect when he had to be. But along the way, Celso lost his identity and no longer felt like he was his own person. He wondered, what was it that he received in exchange for his labor, for a life that was completely dictated by others?
The answer was money. And power.
He and his family were not considered slaves because they were rich. Money was the one thing Celso was allowed to have while growing up, and he treasured it. His personal finances was the only thing not overseen or controlled by others, and so that aspect of his life was the place where his faint sense of individuality took root and grew. After his time with the merchants, Celso's interest in money extended over to business, trade routes, and the economy in general. It became a game to him. And Celso, a person who was never allowed to be his own person, gave this hobby an entire lifetime's worth of love and attention that was never allowed to go towards friends, lovers, or other recreational activities. And the result of all of this?
Capricorn, the ruler of Ouradora, spends most of his time as the stoic, disciplined face of his country. Duty dictates his life, and he does what is required of him. He has no real personal feelings on the matter, because his identity as 'Celso' has checked out entirely. He spends his days listlessly, going from one task to the next. The only time Capricorn's eyes light up is when the topic of money is introduced. He'll discuss the international exchange rate excitedly, like a child. He will foster his investments like they are his own children, and he will broker deals with words softly whispered at sword tip.
Additionally, Celso will take the time to enjoy the luxuries that money can afford him. He paints his nails, he sits back to sip on exotic brews. He led a rebellion against the King and Queen five years ago that cost him his legs, but to be honest? Celso didn't mind all that much. With his fighting ability ruined, he no longer had to spend so much time toiling away on the battlefield, and could instead focus on more... interesting affairs. Like growing the economy.
Capricorn was raised from birth to fulfill his role of the ideal Ouradorian ruler. His path was the same as all those before him: he had to acquire a variety of personal experiences before he could be considered worthy of the title. As a child, Capricorn's parents took him touring throughout the Cosmos to familiarize himself with the different countries as their practices. He was introduced to the King, who became his role model and began teaching him swordplay. He spent years living among the people to learn from them and empathize with their struggles; Capricorn lived as a farmer, as a merchant, as an artisan. He had to work his way through the military, suffering the same abuse and living conditions as any other new recruit.
He polished himself, yes, and became perfect when he had to be. But along the way, Celso lost his identity and no longer felt like he was his own person. He wondered, what was it that he received in exchange for his labor, for a life that was completely dictated by others?
The answer was money. And power.
He and his family were not considered slaves because they were rich. Money was the one thing Celso was allowed to have while growing up, and he treasured it. His personal finances was the only thing not overseen or controlled by others, and so that aspect of his life was the place where his faint sense of individuality took root and grew. After his time with the merchants, Celso's interest in money extended over to business, trade routes, and the economy in general. It became a game to him. And Celso, a person who was never allowed to be his own person, gave this hobby an entire lifetime's worth of love and attention that was never allowed to go towards friends, lovers, or other recreational activities. And the result of all of this?
Capricorn, the ruler of Ouradora, spends most of his time as the stoic, disciplined face of his country. Duty dictates his life, and he does what is required of him. He has no real personal feelings on the matter, because his identity as 'Celso' has checked out entirely. He spends his days listlessly, going from one task to the next. The only time Capricorn's eyes light up is when the topic of money is introduced. He'll discuss the international exchange rate excitedly, like a child. He will foster his investments like they are his own children, and he will broker deals with words softly whispered at sword tip.
Additionally, Celso will take the time to enjoy the luxuries that money can afford him. He paints his nails, he sits back to sip on exotic brews. He led a rebellion against the King and Queen five years ago that cost him his legs, but to be honest? Celso didn't mind all that much. With his fighting ability ruined, he no longer had to spend so much time toiling away on the battlefield, and could instead focus on more... interesting affairs. Like growing the economy.
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business / celso has a near draconian eye for finances, one that encompasses the entire cosmos and follows even the most delicate trade routes xxinformation gathering / the two go hand in hand, really, but celso has a *vast* network of connections among merchants and bankers all across the continent xxcombat / there was a time when celso was extremely gifted with the sword. although he can no longer use his skills, his military experience still makes him a formidable commander.
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wheelchair bound / celso cannot walk. his legs were mangled beyond the point of recovery, and the best celso can currently do is shakily stand for a few minutes while holding on to something xxweak willed / every time, without fail, celso will kneel to the will of his people. he allows others to hurt him, to decide his life for him, and can't be bothered to say a word otherwise. xxlistless / sometimes celso will check out of reality to the point of vulnerability.
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gives gifts to himself | extremely expressive eyes | strokes the scar on his neck in contemplation | craves physical contact | takes a bath in gold like scrooge mcduck | follows a strict schedule every day that cannot be deviated from | has a morning & night skin routine | still undergoes painful physical therapy sessions regularly | can count a pile of money with just a look | keeps every gift ever received in a special, locked room | mouth wobbles awkwardly when attempting to smile
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