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Viggo

"Whether a sword or a spoon, anything can become a weapon in my hands."

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a character in “Children of the Zodiac: Righting Wrongs”, as played by RurouniBishi

Description

Viggo
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Theme Song(s): Fight by Icon for Hire

Age: 19

Gender: Male

Role: Son of Leo/Defender of the Children.

Zodiac Basics:
Color(s)- Gold
Planet- Sun
Animal or Symbol- Lion
Starstone- Ruby

Role in Revolution & Sub-mission Number: Sub-mission two, recruiting and training warriors.

Power(s): You can put any weapon in his hands and he'll instantly know how to use it. Even if its something he hasn't seen before.
Weapon of Choice: He'll use any and every weapon that is currently available. But he tends to lean towards lighter, faster weapons such as swords or daggers. Opposed to heavier, slower, weapons like axes or hammers.
Physical Description: Viggo has longish blonde hair that's spiked up in a crazy manner, and dark gray eyes. he is tall and built for battle. There's isn't an ounce of fat anywhere on his body. You can tell by the way that he moves that he is very comfortable in his body, no insecurities or clumsiness here. His skin is far from unblemished. Scars, both big and small, litter his torso, branching out to his arms and legs. There is a single scar upon his face, resting on his forehead and hidden behind the red headband. He hides it because it is the only scar on his body that he isn't proud of getting. It wasn't from battle, or training, or even rough housing with the other children. It was obtained from a bought of arrogance, forcing his father to set him right. Never again has he let himself cross the fine line between arrogance and confidence. The headband he wears is a means of both hiding his scar, and his own odd way of showing loyalty to the Son of Aries.

Initial Garments: On his upper half, Viggo dons and set of armor identical to the one in his picture, only in his color of gold. The clothing underneath the armor, instead of black, is red. Another testament to his loyalty to the Son of Aries, and because its the color of his starstone. On his lower half is red pants and gold, tall, armor boots. On one of his shoulder pieces, the right one to be exact, there are tiny rubies set inside it, forming the picture of a lion's head. Dressed in bright showy colors such as this, he tends to stand out in a crowd, big time.

Personality: Viggo is courageous, strong willed, and confident. He is incredibly hardheaded and has more energy than he knows what to do with. Naturally charismatic to a certain point, and passionate about what he does. He's outgoing and an extrovert, he tends to have a hard time balancing friendship and leadership when it comes to training recruits. He's honest to a fault, kind, and generous, he'd sooner give away his meal than see someone else starve. He's spontaneous and creative, usually coming up with ridiculous plans that are either overwhelming successes or utter failures, nothing in between. He tends to be nosy and gets in the way of other people's work sometimes, but it genuinely just trying to help. If he gets in your way, tell him, he isn't afraid of a good lecture, and welcomes it every once in a while. He is the exact opposite is subtle, blunt, sometimes loud, and not afraid to speak the truth. He's incredibly loyal, but far too trusting of people, and takes betrayal harshly and personally. His confidence is nearly on the border between there and arrogance, but he never crosses over that line. He is completely comfortable in his body and doesn't let his mind linger on any imperfections he has. Along with confidence he also has a lot of self control, he can force himself to sit completely still if need may be, even with his over abundance of energy. He takes his job as the protector of the group very seriously and would do anything to protect his fellow Children. He bares a huge burden in making sure they all stay alive, and even his confidence isn't even to stop the doubt from clouding his mind. While he prays with all his heart that he can complete his task, somewhere in the back of his mind is the fear that he will fail. He feels as if the weight of the entire world falls on his shoulders.

Training in the Basillica: At the beginning of his two years of training, Viggo wasn't happy in the slightest when he found he was expected to follow the orders of another. A few months and many training sessions later, he no longer minded. His place was fighting, not leading. His father, Leo, trained him in the ways of weaponry, from swords, to spears, to axes, to tableware and everything in between. While his power to know how to wield a weapon was useful, there is nothing like experience. Despite his friendly, outgoing, nature, Viggo didn't get the chance to interact with the others very often, if at all. So he cherished every moment he got of it, only making him desire to get to know them more, and not push them away. As he reached the end of his first year, he believed himself unstoppable, something that would be very dangerous if he was to protect the other children. Leo had to put him down a few pegs, and fast. First he tried speaking to his son, but that didn't change anything. He had to resort to attacking, hurting, and permanently scarring Viggo. But it did the job, never again did his son cross the line between confidence and arrogance.

Opinions:
Son of Aries-
Daughter of Taurus-
Son of Gemini-
Daughter of Cancer-
Son of Leo-
Daughter of Virgo-
Son of Libra-
Son of Scorpio-
Daughter of Sagittarius-
Daughter of Capricorn-
Son of Aquarius-
Daughter of Pisces-

Other: Viggo's relationship with the other Children is shaky at best, due to his lack of interaction with them during their two years of training. But that won't stop him from making friends with them and more importantly protecting them.

So begins...

Viggo's Story

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THEY HAVE TRAINED FOR TWO LONG YEARS, and now the time has come. The Children of the Zodiac are eager to prove themselves... Or die trying.







On a clearing in the woods, at the top of a hill, stands an odd lad. He looks smug as he stands there, holding in his fixed a ragged leather bag- or rather, a cloth tied closed with a leftover piece of twine. As the rising sun crests over the peak of the tor, the young man opens the bag, pouring into his hand eleven gems.

"I am the Son of Aquarius!" he yells into the distance. "I will bring to this land those who will redeem it, those with the power to save lives! Come forth and join me, my brothers and sisters, as I call upon you!"

Vitus hurls a diamond into the air. "The Son of Aries will lead his brothers and sisters, as does his father!"
He next throws a glittering emerald. "The Daughter of Taurus will hold out the hand of mercy, inspired by her mother!"
A moss agate. "The Son of Gemini will heal those harmed in this much needed revolution, arts taught to him by his father!"
A pearl. "The Daughter of Cancer will provide a motherly hand, a feminine touch, as does her mother!"
A ruby. "The Son of Leo will defend us in the midst of danger, sent to serve like his father!"
A red-brown sardonyx. "The Daughter of Virgo will bring life to the war torn land, the loving magic of her mother!"
A sapphire. "The Son of Libra will judge those who deserve no mercy and reek of sin, as impartial as his father!"
An opal. "The Son of Scorpio will be placed within the midst of our enemies, ever brave like his father!"
A topaz. "The Daughter of Sagittarius will grant wisdom to the ignorant citizens of this land, the wisdom of her father!"
A black onyx. "The Daughter of Capricorn will banish the harm from this land, as her father many of times has done!"
A moonstone. "The Daughter of Pisces will protect the innocents in the midst of war, ever caring as her mother!"

As Vitus calls out each line, the gems stay suspended in the air and begin to pulse in time, like little heartbeats. He takes only a second to admire his handiwork before raising his arms. His job is not yet complete.

"Life to my brothers and sisters, I say! Let them have flesh, let them have bone, let them bleed blood! Give them mortality, for only those who can die can give all!"

He brings his arms down swiftly, causing the gems to flash in one big multicolored plume of light. It would surely have blinded anyone else, but he can stand it. It is a gift he has been blessed with.

When the last light fades, eleven bodies - five male and six female - lie sprawled across the ground. Vitus helps the first man, the Son of Aries to his feet, then helps the Daughter of Cancere, his second-in-command. As far as he's concerned, everyone else can help themselves.

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For the first few minutes of her life, all Elena could feel was cold. All she could see was black. There was nothing around her, no colors, no sounds, nothing. She floated on in the empty abyss, reflecting on what her creator, Pisces had taught her. She had no self, she was to protect the innocents along with other people, she was going to die much sooner than others. Yet she still clung to the idealistic thought that the world would be accepting and that peace would be spread after the prince was saved along with the innocent. She had learned how to wield her battle axe but she was to use it sparingly as any wrong move could hurt the innocents that she was so desperate to protect. She wouldn't want that to happen. As she reflected, the black that surrounded her suddenly grew lighter and lighter as she was summoned.
"The Daughter of Pisces will protect the innocents in the midst of war, ever caring as her mother!"
As those words echoed in her mind, she had frowned a bit. She knew that she was supposed to protect the innocents. Who was saying these words. More words entered her mind.
"Life to my brothers and sisters, I say! Let them have flesh, let them have bone, let them bleed blood! Give them mortality, for only those who can die can give all!"
The world around her had suddenly expanded as soon as those words had finished. Ten other people were surrounding her on the ground. Some were unconscious but she was not. A strange man with dark red hair helped up a man and a woman from the floor. She had immediately recognized them as the Son of Aquarius, Son of Aries and Daughter of Cancer respectively. She had looked around and knew then that these would be her brothers and sisters in arms and that she would defend them to her very core until her own life had been exhausted. Elena stood up. She could get up all by herself. She had noticed a man struggling to try and stand. She recognized him as the Son of Libra. She had took his hand in her own and felt a small smile grow on her lips. There was a spark as she realized that this was someone who would be with her on her mission.
"Here, let me help you stand..."
Elena gently helped the man in blue robes to his feet.
"My name is Elena. I am the Daughter of Pisces. Though, you probably already knew that. What is your name?"

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Be arrogant, be weak, let his guard down. Those were the three things that Leo drilled into his head. The three things that he should never, ever do. That if he did any of them, somebody would die. His father had told him time and time again, that if any of the children died while they were on this quest, it would be his fault. The weight of the word literally rested on his shoulders. And while his shoulders were muscular and broad, they were oh so small compared to the world. He was the Defender of the Children, and if anybody was going to die, it would be him. And only when their quest was completed.

He felt himself being called forth into Taushin, into the world of the mortals. His warrior body noticed several things before he even opened his eyes. The most noticeable not being the fact that he was lying on the ground, but that a weapon was tightly gripped in his right hand. His powers told him that it was a bastard, or hand and half sword. It felt familiar in his hand, and not just because of his powers. It was a weapon he had trained with nearly everyday of those two years. And one of his favorites. He heard the breathing of others around him, eleven or so. That was what finally caused him to snap into action. For he didn't know who was around him.

The first thing he did was loosen the grip on his sword. So he could easily swing the weapon around if needed. Second, he opened his eyes surveying his surrounds, and more importantly, the people. He relaxed as much as he could allow himself to when he saw familiar faces. It was the other Children. Though he hadn't seen them very much, he had laid eyes on most of them. He rose to his feet and saw that the Son of Aquarius and the Daughter of Pisces were on their feet helping some of the others up. He did not do the same though.

He flexed his muscles, not to show off, but to make sure everything was the same as it was for those two years. Then he did a slow 360, surveying the surroundings as to make sure there was nothing dangerous around them. He didn't know when the danger would start, and he wasn't taking any chances. Letting someone die this early in the quest would be so shameful that his father wouldn't need to kill him for it. He'd do it himself.

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"With these words, my spirit bright,

Take my soul and seize the light.

A helping hand to healing lend,

So I return them to health again."


It was dark.

Amos floated in a sea of darkness.

He listened carefully as his brother spoke and his brothers and sisters were born right along with him.

"Life to my brothers and sisters, I say! Let them have flesh, let them have bone, let them bleed blood! Give them mortality, for only those who can die can give all!"

Amos listened to those words and then felt an immense pain. A gift from his father to remind him of his lesson.

When Amos awoke, his eyes fluttered open and he was holding hands with his sister as they lay next to each other. He cherished her more then anything. But the his eyes shifted to his arms. The markings were bleeding, getting a little blood on the ground and on his sister's hands. He rose from his position his sister following. He then stood first, helping his sister up as he looked at the other children. His arms were still bleeding but Amos didn't think anything of it. His healing abilities would soon come in and close the wounds that his father had given him. While he was in deep thought, his sister, the Daughter of Virgo, took him into a hug, reminding him that she was always there for him. That everyone was. He noticed the ones up were the leaders and another smaller Zodiac child. Amos despised the way that Vitus acted. Instead of helping all of his brethren up, he went straight to the leaders, Leo and Cancer. This burned Amos deeply, as if Vitus was telling him that you don't matter enough for me to help you. His sister grabbed his hand and he calmed down. He put his forehead to his sister's then said the words his father had taught him.

It was beginning and nothing else was to prepare them for what lies ahead. They had each other and that was all.

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Darkness wasn't really something Seras feared. It wasn't something that was scary, but, then again, not comforting. How long had she been dwelling in it? That was a mystery, but not one she bothered to ponder, for in that blackness, Seras felt, heard, and thought of nothing. Other than knowing that that truly hated it.

Luckily for her, that horrid sensation finally ended when she heard the words of her brother, "The Daughter of Taurus will hold out the hand of mercy, inspired by her mother!" That was her. Her title. "Life to my brothers and sisters, I say! Let them have flesh, let them have bone, let them bleed blood! Give them mortality, for only those who can die can give all!"

Her eyes opened at the sound of Vitus calling her. While she saw nothing, something felt familiar, and then there was light, and within seconds that she hadn't counted, she felt the ground, and upon opening her red and unnatural colored eyes, she saw clearly the world before her, "Finally..." She said after gasping her first breath of fresh air.

Unlike a few of the others who got help, or needed help getting to their feet, Seras took her strength and straightened herself as she stood up, tall and proud. Perhaps she bring mercy, but only to those who truly deserved it. She was not kind-hearted and weak person that couldn't get herself off the ground. At least, she didn't want to look weak amongst the others. Even if she wasn't a leader, Seras most likely had the pride of one.

She raised her hand in front of her, grabbing it with her other then looking at the rest of her given body, "Mmm... Not bad." She murmured to herself then took a breath again. Seras knew she'd enjoy the air for a long time.

"Is everyone alright? No one's hurt are they?" Seras heard Dara ask.

However, she didn't respond, feeling no need to. She would have gone to help the others, but also found no need to. They weren't babies. They weren't helpless. Maybe she was being a little too harsh, but she found them to be fine. Her role in battle was to show mercy, but outside, Seras could feel and act the way she felt she wanted to.

Seras stretched her arms upwards, her sharp red eyes still scanning her surroundings, including while looking at the other children; Elena, Amos, Dara, Vitus, her dear and loved brother, then there was Viggo. Seras wasn't quite sure she would come on right terms with him, despite all of them being in the same boat. She didn't help the others because she felt they didn't need the help. His reason, she assumed, was probably different.

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"TO A BOY WITHOUT SIGHT, darkness is meaningless..."






Silence is the worst thing to a blind man. There is nothing there to gauge his place in time and being. It is truly horrifying, a world that may as well be fully empty for all he knows. He could be the only man alive in the world and never know it.

It's not that this silence had been unexpected; indeed, Libra had warned Caecclius of such a handicap prior to placing him in his still-life, between worlds state of being so that the Son of Aquarius may resurrect him into Taushin in due time.

Caecclius frowns slightly. He has never really minded Vitus, but the conceited kid always made sure to let others know his pride in lacking handicap, during which Caecclius could practically feel his mocking gaze. But he wouldn't hold grudges. It is, after all, quite certainly the truth, whether he likes it or not. He might as well get used to the discrimination; surely more would come soon.

Caecclius feels his heart leap as the silence finally breaks with a single phrase from the very man he had been thinking of. "The Son of Libra will judge those who deserve no mercy and reek of sin, as impartial as his father!"

A smile crosses Caecclius's face at the thought. Yes, as impartial as his father, thanks to the very handicap that set him out from the other Children. But he trusts Father to the fullest ability of his heart; surely the god of judgement and discipline knew what he was doing when he took his only son's vision from him.

"Life to my brothers and sisters, I say! Let them have flesh, let them have bone, let them bleed blood! Give them mortality, for only those who can die can give all!"

Caecclius thinks about that statement momentarily. Only those who can die can give all... But wasn't it their goal not to die, to stay alive to redeem Taushin? But perhaps it would inspire the Taushinians, seeing the risk they're taking for these people... Maybe, just maybe...

However, he hasn't the oppurtunity to ponder the matter fully, as just then, his suspension ceases and he collapses to the ground.

Caecclius, head spinning, struggles to get to his feet, to find his very balance. He barely has a chance to try before a small hand slides into his own. A voice that seems to match its gentleness fills his ears. "Here, let me help you stand..." He concedes, allowing her to pull him to his feet. "My name is Elena. I am the Daughter of Pisces. Though, you probably already knew that. What is your name?"

"Thank you, Elena," Caecclius says quietly. "My name is, um, Caecclius. I appreciate your help. I was having abit of trouble coordinating myself, there." He laughs softly. "It's funny, though; you're voice doesn't sound familiar. I assume we never ran into each other at the Basillica?"

"Is everyone alright? No one's hurt are they?"

Caecclius's quiet laugh reccurs at Dara's fretful clucking. "I'm alright, Dar! It's good to know that you're alright as well." He waves in her direction carelessly, taking inventory of the other voices and sounds while still paying attention for Elena.