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Alastar Ciar

"The truth versus the world"

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a character in “No One's Hero”, as played by Zetna

Description

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Name: Alastar Ciar (Alice-star Ki-air)
Nationality: Irish
Gender: Male
Age: 33
Personality: A man of great knowledge and small words, Alastar is known for his cold attitude towards strangers. Somewhat of a loner, Alastar chooses to live on his own and not make any serious commitments. Though he still goes out and occasionally indulges in the many pleasures of the city, he is rarely seen with the same person more than once. Alastar is very smart and has a lot of wisdom. He sees no problem in sharing his wisdom with those he deems worthy; alas, he is very strict when choosing those he talks to. Somewhat bipolar, Alastar can turn from happy to mad in a mere seconds. A single action can make him extremely mad. That being said, he is also very patient and has a strong grip on his emotions and feelings, only opening up to those he deems are his friends.

Likes: Books, Reading, History, Philosophy, Art, Animals, Ale, The woods, Women

Dislikes: Ignorance, Bright Colors, People being purposely stupid, Water, Science

Occupation(s): History Teacher, philosopher and writer

Abilities


Strengths:
  • His patience makes it so he will always wait for the best opportunity, without waiting too long in order to miss said opportunity
  • He does not pride himself in being the most athletic, but he is extremely agile. Curtsey of his years doing parkour.
  • His knowledge gives him a wider view and lets him see one problem from multiple angles.

Weaknesses:
  • His bipolar disorder makes him subject to mood swings
  • He gets very angry, very fast
  • Alastar, due to past events, has a weak heart. When too much pressure is exerted on his body, his heart will start pumping too much blood, giving him great chest pains and making him spit out blood

Powers: Alastar has control over Vectors. What this means, is that he has control over "energy" in the broad term. He can manipulate vibrations in the air, make objects warmer or explosive. By controlling vectors, he can great rings of energy that he launches at a target. His power is mostly focused on his hands, meaning he can "vectorize" (As he likes to say) anything he touches, this includes a living body. But of course, the danger of this is getting in close to his target. And the process of manipulating the vibrations of a body is not a quick process, giving his target enough time to counter. This is why he limits himself to smaller objects, such as rocks or cards and uses them as explosive projectiles.Image His power takes a lot of control, because a discharge of energy from his part could rip his body apart. When he "vectorizes" an object or body, a dark blue mist starts appearing around the object.

When he finds that his powers are no use to him, he uses his retractile steel bo staff. He has trained for a long time with this weapon, choosing it as his weapon of choice.



History

Alastar was born in a rich Irish family. His father was a renowned archeologist and his mother on of best doctors in the country. He lived in northern Ireland, on a private land. His home was the Ciar mansion, the house that had been passed down from generation to generation. Alastar had two brothers and three sisters. Though they had all the money they wanted, the nicest home, the best family and the best jobs, the life of the Ciar family would be rung with horrible events. At the age of 10, Alastar had already witnessed the death of his oldest brother and his youngest sister. From there, it did not stop. It was as if a ghost was hunting down the family, killing them one by one in freak accidents. The once large family was reduced to Alastar, now aged 20, his younger sister and their parents... All the others had died.

But it would not end there. While Alastar was attending school in Dublin, he received a mysterious note saying he should return home as soon as he could. At first, he believed it was a letter from one of his classmates, making fun of him. But he quickly learned that this was not the case and so he returned home as soon as he could. Driving by car, he could see in the distance smoke rising... and there was only one house in that direction. When he arrived at the scene, most of the Cair mansion was already up in flames. Mustering his courage, Alastar dashed into the burning mansion. He was able to make room for his parents to escape, but as he arrived to save his little sister, aged 18, the burning roof came crashing down on him and his sister.

By whatever miracle possible, they both lived. Alastar and his little sister would both walk out of the hospital a whole month later. But they would never be the same. Both had acquired strange powers. Unsure and scared, his little sister was quick to leave Ireland, in order to travel and find others like her. As for Alastar, it took him some time before he left his parents, who had slumbered into despair at the loss of their home. Alastar traveled until he found himself in the city in which our story is taking place. As the heir to his family, he has great wealth, but chooses to live alone in a modest home, by a lake. He now lives to find the truth about the deaths in his family and who had sent him that note...

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So begins...

Alastar Ciar's Story

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#, as written by Zetna
“I’ll have a glass of Whiskey please…” said the man as he arrived at the bar

As usual, the bars here in Dusk Haven were full. Such activity for such a town… The waitress slowly poured the man a glass, visibly interested in him. Young and pretty, the waitress was in her early twenties…a good age. Firm and voluptuous, she carried herself like a lady with dignity, but also like a girl who craved a good time. She was eyeing Alastar, giving him signals. The Irish man smirked, moving a strand of orange hair that had fallen over his eyes. Alastar was in his thirties, some would say too old for such a prize. But that had never stopped him… Alas, he had to admit that she was border line, for never would he dare attempt such a game with a girl below twenty. But this one was rip and asking for it. Alastar slowly took a sip of his whiskey, starring right into the girls eyes. “No…” he thought to himself, “Not tonight…”. He took another sip and reached for the girl’s hand, putting a 10 dollar bill in her hands. “This is for you, have a good night.” With that said, he walked away to sit down on his own.

He wore, as usual, clothing that most would deem “old-fashioned.” But such were his ways! He wore on his legs, black clean pants, fitted with semi formal grey shoes. After that, he wore a white dressed shirt, sleeves rolled up and collar undone at the first two buttons. Over that, he wore a long black jacket, which had been his signature piece of clothing since he was young. Recently, he had also purchased two black leather gloves to keep his hands warm. So there he was, Alastar Ciar, in his entire glory. Taking another sip of his glass, he looked at the television play the news about the so called “Hero” Blaze and the newcomer “Ice pick.”

Alastar sighed. “They are only kids and already they think they can play a man’s game…if only they knew…”

Much wiser than he was before, Alastar had time to develop his powers and gain wisdom from there. That being said, never did Alastar fall into that Hero or Villain category. All that mattered to him was survival and hunting. The hunt for the person…or thing, that caused the deaths in his family. He reached into his pocket, and pulled out that anonymous note he had received all those years ago. This was his only proof of someone knowing about the mysterious deaths in his family. He put the note back in his pocket and looked at the television, where it showed Blaze and Ice Pick fight off another villain. He sighed again.

Standing up, he walked outside of the bar and onto the sidewalk. There, he put his gloves on and look around. After asking questions and breaking a few skulls, he had gotten a name. A crime lord that was the leader of the Omega gang. His name was Michael, and Alastar needed to find him. Maybe he could get some answers from him; maybe they could talk business…

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Character Portrait: Pit Mason Character Portrait: Christian Carter Character Portrait: April Anderson Character Portrait: Alastar Ciar Character Portrait: Selena Stiles
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Out on the streets, Alastar reached for his pockets and took out a pack of 20 cigarillos. Propping one up, he placed it in his mouth and put the pack back in his mouth. As he walked, Alastar made the tip of the cigarillo vibrate, just enough for it to flame up, letting him smoke it. He took a large puff and let it out, removing the blunt from his mouth with his right hand. As he walked, he just happened to catch a glimpse of a fight between Supers (Because that’s what they were called now). He had arrived only to see the end of the fight unfortunately. As he turned the corner, he could see the authorities grab some guy who seemed to have been beat up pretty bad. He decided to stay at the corner and watch.

“Well…it’s seems Torchy and Icy were able to take some bad guy down” he chuckled and stayed behind, waiting for them to leave. He needed a way into this cities “Super” environment. As of now, no one knew that he had his own abilities; in fact, he had not used them since he got here. He had finished his blunt when the “Supers” split up. Torchy and Icy both dashed in opposite directions, after have a little talk, while the other girl slowly walked away without saying a word. Choosing his target, Alastar was about to go after the girl, when he noticed a shady black van following Icy.

“That looks promising”

And so he followed the van instead. He started running after it, but even with his enhanced speed, he would not be able to catch up to the speeding van. He quickly thought of a plan and put it into action. Planning his own route, he ran to an alley way where he was able to leap from one wall to another and grab onto a ladder. From there, he found himself on a roof. On said roof, he was able to find the van and follow it once more. Running towards it, he leaped from one roof to another, rolling to break his fall. After he had flipped over and exhaust vent, he found himself on a roof adjacent to the scene at hand.

He had got there just in time to see the poor fool (Who though he could take down a super) get his ass handed to him. Alastar chuckled from his roof, as the boy ran off. He was about to jump down from the roof and interrogate the guy, when a girl walked over to him. From his distance Alastar heard nothing, but the girl was leaving with the man and he would follow them.

“It seems I am not the only one looking to get my hands dirty…”

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Alastar had kept his distance the whole time, well hidden in the corner of a low roof stop. Though he was far enough to say he was well hidden, he was able to listen on to the conversation at hand. The first thing he realized was how easily the gang leader had changed his face. Visibly mad at his gang member for his apparent failure, Alastar was expecting him to shoot said member on sight. But alas, just as the wounded male stepped out of the car followed by the girl, there seemed to be a very big change in the gang leader’s face. He found it strange how such a man could so easily forgive such a failure from one of his men. That was when Alastar had his first suspicions… of what, he could not say. But he had the feeling that there was something more to this Omega gang. Another thing was when he saw the man’s eyes. “Red?” he thought. “That is definitely not natural…”

He waited and watched as the two spoke, when finally the gang leader pulled out a gun and pointed it at the girls face. Alastar chuckled “Well, wasn’t expecting that…” He lowered his head a little bit more and watched as the two exchanged words. In all honesty, Alastar was hiding even though he did not have two. Being discovered was not something that worried him at the moment. He only waited to see, deciding to show himself only once the gang leader had shot or not.

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