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Aos Rollard

"Justice is nothing but a knee-jerk reaction to evil."

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

Groups

Massive Research corporaion specializing in Arms Deals, Medicine Education and New Technology.

Description

Name: Aos Rollard

Occupation: Current President-Elect and representative of the Helix Corporate Party

Ethnic Group/Race/Species: Human

Gender: Male

Age: 31

Date of Birth: ████-09-13

Appearance: Aos Rollard is a handsome man with an affably charming and stubbly beard that covers his chin, brightly sparkly eyes with a mesmerising depth to it that can draw people into maintaining eye contact with him and be persuaded by him. He was well-built, physically fit, and are in the prime of his life. He is usually found wearing a neat, three-piece business suit complete with polished loafers.
Personality: He is patient, open-minded, and often appears to be very empathetic to the plights of other people. He is willing to accept the faiths, beliefs, and identities of many different types of people regardless of whether they're human or not. He is an engaging speaker capable of analysing and processing information methodically. behind his back, those who knew him would unhesitatingly call him a high-functioning sociopath with no moral baseline that will shake hands with anyone as long as they can further his goals.

Quirks: Not much is known about his secret quirks and hobbies since he was famously known for being able to exert an astounding level of self-control over himself in almost any type of situation imaginable.

Family/Friends: The Rollard Family

Place of Residence: The isles of Fiari, Cortex, The Auroartus System.

Education: PhD in Intergalactic Relations and Legal Studies. Studied the sciences as electives during his university.

Profession/Skills: Persuasive Speaker, Basic Weapon Mastery, Close-Quarter Combat Expertise, Political Knowledge, Fast Talk, Successful Negotiator, Driving and Piloting basic transport modules, High-level Mathematics, Diplomacy, Etiquette, Psychology, Legal Knowledge, Polyglot

Powers: None at the moment

Goal(s): To rule over the all of Cortex, be recognised intergalacticly, and, ultimately, inherit the Rollard Family Fortune.

Backstory: Aos Rollard, potential heir to the Rollard family fortune and their extensive political connections, had spent his childhood in [OMITTED], living with his parents: [OMITTED] of the Rollard family and the controversial artist [OMITTED]. While the precise details of his childhood and family records are classified information that is currently not accessible on record due to the political upheaval of [OMITTED] at the time and the death of [OMITTED], causing massive data black-holes within the archives, but it was theorised that his personality and subsequent actions taken during adulthood are heavily influenced by his childhood experiences.

The only public record currently on file started from his student days at the University of Fiari. According to the interviews conducted with his teachers, he was an excellent student and was an avid researcher who had conducted many controversial experiments in various fields of science with his close friend, Huang Yan. He was known to be a fluent speaker of at least three different languages. The University of Fiari had declined to comment further.

He is currently working as a skilled politician, making a small but still somewhat impressive income as he navigates through the intricate geopolitical relationships between the many territories of Cortex. He lives happily with his pet cat Fluffy. It is suspected that he played a vital role during the [OMITTED] incident in his trainee days in the Helix Military Division and his subsequent transfer out of the Military ranks had indirectly proven that Aos Rollard is, at the very least, circumstantially involved with Case #03-45963-01B. Request for further investigation and background probes has already been requested through Administration, his file classification had since been updated to be only accessible to the Administration staffers.

Update 01: Despite our assumptions of the type of work he would undertake after graduation, it would appear that he is remaining low-key and further attempts at probing his personal life has been proven to be unsuccessful. The agents assigned to him are now MIA and presumed dead, Retrieval Team and Corpse Disposal Units have yet to locate their remains.

[THIS CONCLUDES THE REPORT OF AOS ROLLARD. PLEASE DESTROY ALL COPIES OF THIS FILE AND EXPUNGE DATA WITHIN THE CACHE AFTER READING.]

So begins...

Aos Rollard's Story

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~Somewhere in The City, 8:30AM~


Aos Rollard woke up precisely 30 seconds before his alarm clock rang. He walked over to his holographic display mirror, stared at himself, and then sighed deeply in disappointment. Another day in the city. He thought, as he ponders about precisely how he would address the diplomatic issues that he was about to face. To begin with, his day had already been planned out down to the dot. Meet with directors to discuss funding, do a public appearance, and maybe fix the city. He hoped he won't have to deal with any petty bullshit today, but somehow, he doubt it.

He finished his shower within one minute and quickly slipped on his formal attire as he turned on the TV and set the volume to the lowest as he ate his breakfast. Once he finished, he called his chauffeur and walked out the door with as much dignity as he could muster.

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A lithe female humanoid form clad in smooth black and yellow skin with token garments for human sensibilities sat on a bench near some mansions or another. It felt good to get her wings out of the cramped quarters of her transport though found on her way that there didn't seem to be many nonhumans here. Gardeners then were certainly a novelty for gawkers. The ship would be fine sitting where it was at and she'd locked the doors behind the inspection team once they'd finished. Thus free to roam she decided to take in the local architecture rather than remain in a stuffy port. Humans so often lived in a gaudy low-density but she had to admit living in an artwork of your own design did have its appeal. The buildings as lovingly painted square pottery shaped by some other hand that their owners happened to live in. Her depot was very utilitarian. Perhaps she'd decorate when she got home.

Away from the depot the Matriarchy was worried about her, half of the better precognitives kept seeing potentials of death from above, though she thought if she were in danger then she could hardly dodge her lumbering space whale around it. Being in the city away from obvious military targets seemed a better idea. The scientist she'd met seemed interesting so she'd left her communicator id with some secretary or another. More and different humans were on her list to meet anyhow as Rhia was here for the purpose of avoiding the psionic myopia common to barren matriarchs. Too much time about the same six gardeners tended to reduce one's sense of potentialities. She knew Hygieia hoped it would restart her birth eye at some point.

As a response of the doting Matriarchy escort and wielder of high-caliber safety held his large blade-arm overhead casting a toothy shade to hide the glaring sun. They'd never let her go off to see random humans for long without someone for safety. She'd sent off Armful at least to the trading depot to gather pricing data. That would take several hours and Jaunt was a far quieter escort. Not in a talkative mood she enjoyed the fancy buildings taking in the faint flow of minds and bodies in the vicinity around her. Sharp pairs of fingers on one side traced ivy patterns into the plain wooden bench her other two in her lap. A Shaper's mind was never idle and craved to touch order to where there was not any, create it. Physical periodelia that turns thought to reality as a psionic mind reshaped the wood into nonliving imitation of what it once was.