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Hipo Leviathan

"Why has humanity forsaken this land instead of left it as is. It used to be so beautiful... now it's just a wasteland."

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a character in “Siaren and Humanity”, as played by Dak'nahlan J'novi

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"If only there were someone I could rely on."



[ Kaelideoscope | Knife Party ]



Dษชแด€สŸแดษขแดœแด‡ CแดสŸแดส€ โœฆ Hipo || Tสœแดแดœษขสœแด› CแดสŸแดส€ โœง Hipo
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๏ผฆ๏ผต๏ผฌ๏ผฌ ๏ผฎ๏ผก๏ผญ๏ผฅ
      Unknown

๏ผฎ๏ผฉ๏ผฃ๏ผซ๏ผฎ๏ผก๏ผญ๏ผฅ(๏ผณ)
      Hipo, Leviathan, White Protection

๏ผง๏ผฅ๏ผฎ๏ผค๏ผฅ๏ผฒ
      Genderless, but takes the form of a male

๏ผก๏ผง๏ผฅ
      Unknown

๏ผณ๏ผฐ๏ผฅ๏ผฃ๏ผฉ๏ผฅ๏ผณ
      Gelatinous Mass/Shapeshifter-kind

๏ผณ๏ผฅ๏ผธ๏ผต๏ผก๏ผฌ๏ผฉ๏ผด๏ผน
      Bi-Romantic



"There isn't enough time in the world to stop what's already started"


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๏ผจ๏ผฅ๏ผฉ๏ผง๏ผจ๏ผด
      Can reach from 3'4" to 8'11" with ease

๏ผท๏ผฅ๏ผฉ๏ผง๏ผจ๏ผด
      Stays around 187 lbs but increases density as he decreases size

๏ผจ๏ผก๏ผฉ๏ผฒ ๏ผฃ๏ผฏ๏ผฌ๏ผฏ๏ผฒ
      Dark Brown in his usual form, null and void as it becomes his material in his alternate state

๏ผฅ๏ผน๏ผฅ ๏ผฃ๏ผฏ๏ผฌ๏ผฏ๏ผฒ
      Light Brown in his usual form, bright glowing White in his alternate state

๏ผณ๏ผซ๏ผฉ๏ผฎ ๏ผด๏ผฏ๏ผฎ๏ผฅ
      Tan in his usual form, Grayish-White in his alternate state

๏ผง๏ผฅ๏ผฎ๏ผฅ๏ผฒ๏ผก๏ผฌ ๏ผก๏ผฐ๏ผฐ๏ผฅ๏ผก๏ผฒ๏ผก๏ผฎ๏ผฃ๏ผฅ
      Being someone like Hipo can be ironic sometimes. He wear a pine green, cargo jacket with a plain top underneath, jeans, and converse high tops in his usual form (even when they weren't available/made). Although... he is a shapeshifter. He can change into anyone he likes... however he prefers this look over anything else.[/center]

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          โœฆ Shy โœง Intelligent โœฆ Tranquil โœง Thoughtful โœฆ

          He is Hipo, Hipo Leviathan. Or at least that's whast he calls himself. He originates from the planet earth though his origins are unknown. He's taken place in the years of 1400-??? A.D. He can see, touch, smell, taste and hear. Though he does not feel any pain. He enjoys to travel, smell any fresh breeze and the company of others. He is shy and often hides when presented with a sudden face. But that doesn't mean he doesn't want to meet other people.


          B I O

          He thinks like a mirror, and he's gotten so far in speech by copying what others have said. He has a very elaborate mind and can remember anything that has been said (Heard, tasted, felt, hurt, etc.). Finding a new personality or a new person, he would greet myself with a timid soul. But, slowly, if said person stays with him for too long, he would become an exact form of yourself...and like it. If he does not stay around a personality for a while, he would begin to talk less and less until he would not speak at all. What the effect of salt has on me is that his genetic material would wear away at this substance and wouldn't be able to heal itself. Hipo found himself in the midst of a war he didn't belong to. He was simply another animal amongst the multitude of species wondering why there was such destruction everywhere. He'd even met The Bane of Red himself, but by his appearance, Hipo wouldn't accept the angry man's offer to join his side. He to a place where he could save the earth from this tyranny. And that's when he cam across Reznor who took him in as one of the most important assets to his army.



      Image๏ผฌ๏ผฉ๏ผซ๏ผฅ๏ผณ
          โœฆMeeting People - It keeps him occupied when there isn't much to do.
          โœงHealthy Organisms - They are quite a sight to see; something still alive and moving about.
          โœฆRain - There isn't much explaining to this one. He just likes the way it feels... don't judge.
          โœงDeath - He finds it hilarious. Or rather the reaction of his foe when he ends their life.
          โœฆChildren - Children give him hope and he believes that as long as childish people exist, the world has hope for keeping love.


      ๏ผค๏ผฉ๏ผณ๏ผฌ๏ผฉ๏ผซ๏ผฅ๏ผณ
          โœฆHate - There's no reason for it as the emotion is filled with bitter rage
          โœงFilth - Dirt, vile filth. He hates it. He'd rather be locked away forever, clean and in peace, rather than to be free... in a world of selfish monsters.
          โœฆEmpathy - No emotional or traumatizing situation is the same.
          โœงHormones - Those things are... their just weird. Chemicals that make you do things... and you do it to yourself on purpose?
          โœฆPetty Sin - There is no point in holding onto something just for pleasure. It gives living beings weakness.


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      ๏ผด๏ผก๏ผฌ๏ผฅ๏ผฎ๏ผด๏ผณ
          โœฆShapeshifting - To be able to change from having the appearance of one object or being to another.
          โœงSpeed - Can reach up to 150 mph.
          โœฆSelf Weapon Use - Whether it comes to shooting projectiles that are needle thin, or swords the length of doors, his body can be lethal as it is curious.
          โœงVoice Imitation - He can copy the voice of person he hears, similar to a parrot.

      ๏ผฆ๏ผฌ๏ผก๏ผท๏ผณ
          โœฆTemperature Control - His body hasn't adapted to control the state of solidity of his body, he succumbs to the surrounding temperature, moving slow in freezing temperatures and unable to keep shape well in higher tempratures (EXTREME TEMPERATURES... Like Tundra and Sahara xD)
          โœงSalt Allergy - Sodium Chlorine is his kryptonite and he will surely die if he's exposed to it for too long.
          โœฆGelatinous Mass - If Hipo doesn't collect the matter that he creates in a certain amount of hours, he (his projectiles) will become a solid rock, similar to that of Obsidian.

      ๏ผฆ๏ผฅ๏ผก๏ผฒ๏ผณ
          โœฆLoneliness - To be truly alone, when man nor living being doesn't exist on earth... that is his worst fear.
          โœงUnderstimulation - White Torture has left him horrified. It was a test for him... which he barely passed.
          โœฆAnger - It is a very powerful emotion; one that determines how passionately you take a kill. He fears that if he's too angry, he might stay angry for a long time, harming someone who he shouldn't.


      "How unfortunate... You wish to leave so soon?"


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      ๏ผท๏ผฅ๏ผก๏ผฐ๏ผฏ๏ผฎ
          He himself is his own weapon. His body parts can be made to crush, slash, bash, shoot, slice, dice, impale or anything that you could think that would kill, he can.


      "Did you see him? The man in black with a tie? He was a nice man... wasn't he?



          Fแด€แด„แด‡ CสŸแด€ษชแด โœฆ Shu Ouma

          Pแดส€แด›ส€แด€สแด‡แด… Bส โœง Dak'nahlan J'novi

          โ’ธโ“„โ“…โ“Žโ“‡โ’พโ’ผโ’ฝโ“‰ โ“Œโ’ถโ“‡โ“ƒโ’พโ“ƒโ’ผ
          character basic form ยฉ aurei
          modified form เชฝเซฎเซจฮ‘
          edited, modified form Luna Delta; เชฝเซฎเซจฮ‘; X-Ray
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Hipo

ImageThe day was new. Another dawn was coming among the people of Siaren and more warfare was brewing. It hadn't even left. The smog filled skies were unavoidable as the light of the sun could barely pierce through it. It was our new false ozone layer.

Circlets were scattered amongst the planets surface like unnecessary jewelry, sparking its fair golden and glowing tint through the fog of the world as it is today. 2864, May the 25th. Going into the depths of Central Africa, the land is center of the land is rather peaceful as far as a war goes. We come across a man, or rather what appeared to be one who was carrying himself with a bit of a low chin and a tired attitude. Master Sergeant Hipo Leviathan...


It's been 5 months. 5 months of peace. 5 months since I've had to end the life of another who sought to be a traitor to Earth. Although it's been lovely, I'd always wish that it would stay this way forever. For humans to put down their weapons and end this war... I wanted that ever so dearly. But, that is apparently to costly for the human mind to bear. Humanity's selfish attitude towards the world's future is sickening; I'd love to see the day that they weren't fighting.

Alas, I control the world for myself. Otherwise making those changes through force would make me a hypocrite. And my word is as trustworthy as my use to the Cobalt Falcons. I sat on my bunk idly and bored, tapping the ground with my foot and I was sunk inside the mattress I had in my quarters. Colonel Dereta Caliger had sent out a message onto the bulletin board in the main office. That we were taking in new recruits from all Sektors of Siaren. Reznor was definitely desperate as we didn't have as much opposing power on this side of the fence, even with me as a soldier contributing to the army... Hopefully Reznor's vision of the future will come true. I much prefer to live in a world where humanity and other organisms lived in harmony rather than a dictator ruling the entire planet for his own personal gain. The greed this man had... it was almost depressing imagining a world like that. I shook my head thinking about this, fumbling with my fingers until I hear a knocking on my door. My ears perked up... a visitor? Please don't tell me that our peace has been broken.

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Alina sighed she hated the fightng and was glad that a few months of peace had come up but she knew it wouldn't stay this way forever she wished it could though she was quite wary of war and other people she had come to distrust many people over the past 5 months she didn't trust anyone in her present company but she stuck with them because they had the same common goal but she trusted no one not even her follow soldiers it was complicated but she wasn't entirely sure where she was supossed to go for moment she had her own quarters sure but it was difficult enough to recognize the buildings when they looked very similar.

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Hipo

ImageGetting up from my mattress, I walked with a bit of a haste, as it could possibly could be one of the Major Generals. Then again, I would get called over radio for me to report to Reznor if needed, so it was probably just some soldier asking me for an autograph or something like that. Taking hold of the doorknob, I unlatched the heavy steel door, opening it see the face of a woman, blonde with a peculiar color of eyes but nothing to take hold of dearly. Her outfit was very stealthy indeed. Perhaps she was one of the new snipers? I definitely haven't seen her around the base before. She could've possibly been one of the new soldiers drafted. I looked down and then back up with a glance, my flickering a bite of white as I narrowed my eyes at her. Not in irritation, but in curiousity, I ask with the tilt of my head, "Who are you? Are you lost?"

Not taking too much of an interest in her, I moved over to my portable computer, its tablet size lying on my arm, standing with a bit of a relaxed stance. I searched through the military ranks sent into this domain of Sektor D. I scroll down the list, looking up at you and giving a soft raise of the brow.

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Hipo

ImageSearching through the tablet, I picked up on her name and rank. Her commanding officer was supposedly me as it was labeled in the staff library. I set down the computer, looking to you with an even more raised eyebrow. I chuckled just thinking about her entire story she was giving to me.

She almost sounded like some helpless citizen. Not able to find her quarters. Not able to find her pet. Hell, if I'd have known better, I'd get her demoted just for that motion. Some pet of her's was lost along the way, however it seemed peculiar to me. To have a dog with white fur and the horn of a rhino. Those things have been extinct for years, and I should know that for a fact. I've been on this earth long enough. I glanced to the side shrugging my shoulders, sighing, "This is hysterical." Laughing under my breath a bit more I then explained, "I will help you find your quarters soldier. However, if you come to me with this problem again, I won't give you such pity."

Stepping a bit closer to you, I'm a bit more than a foot from you crossing my arms and giving you a smirk. "As for this pet of yours... where do you think it could have gone? I don't doubt that it's out in the field."

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ImageReceiving this information I move on ahead towards the doorway, making my way through. "Follow me."I stated, knowing that if she didn't follow me that would be disorderly conduct towards a commanding officer and definitely a demotion from me. I take leisurely steps as multiple guards stay in their quarters, trying to contact their families through their radio phones no doubt. The other militants were screwing around the building, a group of marines sprinting about the halls. I bump into one of them, that soldier standing erect with a fear-stricken look upon his eyes. "My apologies, Master Sergeant Hipo sir!" He uttered, not daring to give me eye contact. I struggled to hold in my laughter as I clasped my left hand on his shoulder and rubbed it. "At ease, Private." I stated, walking passed him in a relaxed manner.

Filled with confusion, he stood there with his salute for a moment longer, thinking in his mind as to why I wasn't so hard on him as any other sergeant would. I smiled with a bit of glee and the soldier was on his way to make it towards his other comrades. Clearing my throat, I soon asked a question to break the silence in our journey and blinked a few times before saying it. "You've got some experience on the force... how many years Colonel Anatolievna?" Turning my head to you my smile fades as I have a bit of a blank stare on my face, trying to receive this information the best way possible.

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"About 20 years I would say give or take a few years I lost my last unit a few years ago they were killed protecting me My previous commander owned my dog taffy when he shot his last wish was that I take taffy and keep her so I did she was reassigned to me as not only my canine but also I was given complete ownership of her as well" She said and sighed taffy had been with herfor almost as long as she had been in service too the military and no one was quite sure how long she'd been in service too them. The fact she'd gone through at least one unit that everyone knew of who had all died protecting her wasn't exactly comforting.. She had no regrets but she wished she could have done a better job protecting her old unit she looked young but in truth she was older than she appeared to be and that was mystery in itself no one could quite figure out just how old she was even her file didn't say her age. It was as if alot things about her were in a way top secret or classified.

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ImageI turned to her with a slightly wide eyed look. This person, again wasn't a regular human that I was used to. I shouldn't have been surprised though, all kinds of people come through here. Even androids are a working part of the force nowadays. But what was peculiar to is that she still had served for 20 years. 20 years? That's highly unlikely to me. Yes, there is a possibility that she could have been in the army before the war, which has been going on for quite sometime. Yet, her rank and her appearance didn't show that of a soldier that has made her way through a war AND national guard. Was she similar to me? Was she one of my species?... no-no, she wasn't. I didn't sense the same material seething through her skin. It was no doubt that she was of flesh. But how has she been in the army for so long and hasn't gotten a scar that I could see.

"20 years? How strange... how old are you?"I asked, ducking under a large container of food being carried by a few other privates. They asked me for their condolences, as I'd sprinted nearly taken their head off in the field. I give them a nod as their sorry glances were simple in concern. I looked back to you, still curious.

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"I may not look it, but I am actually in my 40's It's hard to explain my physical appearance but when the military modifies your genetics you tend not to age too much. It's something I live with on daily basis. My rank, of course, doesn't make sense in that regards either, I have chosen to stay the same rank for many years. I got to rank I was comfortable with many years ago and decided to stay a Colonel and a sniper as well. A lot of it just isn't exactly public, but the records are filed somewhere I know that much. Getting a hold of them is difficult though if I had my way it would be in my public file for higher ranks to see." she said

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ImageI opened my eyes in a bit of surprise, smiling at you. There was only so many organisms in the world similar to me. You might say I'm the peak of all experiments. But none of that talk now, my life is indeed a strange one, but not as important as another. Hearing that she was a military project, it made me wonder as to how I came of existence. Its a question I've been wondering my entire life, not asking myself it often for the sake of losing myself in my own thoughts.

Sticking to the matter at hand, I acted in awe saying, "40 years... that's quite a long time. Its perfectly understandable for Reznor to not release any of this information. If the world knew about me, they'd nearly lose their minds. Turn to their gods asking, 'Why does he exist?'... sorry, I'm babbling. We should probably look for this mutt of yours."

We make a left down into an ironically quiet hallway as this was where the training simulations were placed. People often used these when they were bored, but I'm glad to see them interacting among each other instead of a screen. Reaching the end door, I scan my I.D. on the door, it requiring the authentication of Sergeant Level or higher. The door clicks and let's out a bit of pressurized air before slowing moving opened.

Leading outside, the air was brittle and dry, stinging the eyes of any human that wasn't either in a HUM-V or wearing protection. The wind was wild as the area was nearing the end of a sandstorm. The sand being kicked up by the powerful blowing as I stepped outside, the rush hitting me and slightly depriving me of hearing due to the sound of the white noise.

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Anya looked down shielding her eyes from dust and dirt in hindsight it didn't seem like it was going to be easy finding taffy. "Should have brought something to keep my face covered" she said trying to look around with the wind hitting her face her hair made it a bit harder to since it was long and the weather wasn't exactly helping either. it a little bit hard to hear as well with sandstorm that had been going on in area hopefully it would end soon.

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