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Tristan

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a character in “The Multiverse”, originally authored by ShatteredSoul, as played by Smurfette

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Experiment name: A-16
Real name: Tristan
Age: 11 though so short and malnourished he appears to be about 6 or 7.
Skin: pale and sickly
He has a long scar running across his forehead from a lab experiment that caused him to ignite himself in flame and singed his forehead worst of all.

His aging process:
Teenager(minus the blue eyes):


Young Adult:

Personality

He is shy and timid, and generally hiding and in fits of fear. When he has blackouts from over-emotion, his eyes change to a maroon shade with stripes of golden green. He is the reincarnation of Kogarth, so when he blacks out Kogarth is the one whose attitude and outlook take over, that being most clear in his eyes. Though Tristan doesn't even realize this.

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Tristan's Story

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Tristan was starting to have an even worse time seeing as he entered the a thick patch of trees in the dark, something shadowy appeared too late in front of him, and he crashed full force into the base of a tree. Collapsing to the ground unconsciously, a small groan escaped the young boys lips as the right side of his head began to emit more thick streams of blood.

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Character Portrait: Tristan Tristan says,
 “ test?)) ”

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Character Portrait: Tristan Tristan says,
 “ checkchekc? ”

The setting changes from The Cell to Gambit's Bar

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Character Portrait: Tristan Tristan says,
 “ test? ”

The setting changes from Gambit's Bar to The Hidden Glen

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Tristan glanced back for a split second, his foot catching and uplifted root causing him to crash into the ground. is hands started to feel hot as he groaned softly and sat up, rubbing at his knees.

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Tristan shook his head, glancing at the blob of melted color to his side. "I c-can't s-see an-anym-more."

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Tristan frowned, rubbing his hands profusely together, "I c-can't st-stay h-here. I-I'm gon-gonna phase." He whispered, squeezing his fingers together tightly.

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Tristan sighed shakily, lifting his head slightly to attempt to face her, or rather, the blob that she looked like.

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Tristan blinked, feeling a strange rush come over him as he took in a deep breath and closed his eyes. Unclasping his hands he opened his eyes, starting to smile before he glanced at Melissa on the ground, it was her, not a blob, and the grass looked clear and colors were registering. Boy, whatever her ability was it sure was fancy. "Melissa.." he whispered with concern, leaning over her gently and tapping his arm, "Are you..ok?"

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Tristan frowned slightly, "My phasing..it's...bad..real bad.." he whispered, evading her gaze. Boy was she pretty, he thought, "I feel better, thank you!"

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Tristan blinked, getting to his feet slowly. So, that's who the man she was with earlier was, her dad. She suddenly sounded sad, and he felt terrible hearing her like that. "Melissa?" he whispered, stepping in front of her and looking at her carefully, "What's wrong?"

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Tristan frowned, so was that what he did? Had he killed Jaz?! He couldn't remember but he fought his memory terribly to try and get some idea, to no avail. Sighing, he reached his arms around her carefully from behind in an attempt to comfort her. "I..I'm sorry.."

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Tristan blinked, he wasn't used to being around people, especially not girls and especially not holding them or anything. He could tell something was troubling her but he hated when people pried at him so he kept quiet. Suddenly though, she grabbed him hand and yanked him around, yelling for her parents. Catching his balance, he followed her from a small distance.

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Tristan smiled slightly, happy that Jaz was indeed okay and that Melissa wasn't so sad now. He watched the mother and daughter greet each other, smirking slightly, then glanced around at Saldon, curious of the man whom had come for him in the forest with Melissa in the first place. Before he could try and figure things out though, Jaz's eyes were fixed with his, soft at that. It was different, that was certainly for sure, then her arms were around him and she was saying that never broke her promises. He still felt terribly awful though. "W-what did I d-do back th-there?" he whispered.

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Tristan frowned slightly, averting her gaze to look at the ground. "I..c-can't..I d-don't know what happens..everything just goes black..and then I find myself somewhere else and all t-tired and st-stuff." The only thing he did know was that he only blacked out and phased when his emotions ran haywire, that was it really. Itching at his gloves nervously he peeked up at Jaz.

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Tristan frowned, nodding slightly before scooting off to sit down by his lonesome and think. She still hadn't answered his question of what exactly had happened back at Veritas, and he was still worried about what he had done. He wasn't used to being so drained or messed up from phasing before, which worried him and made him all the more desperate to find out what had happened.

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Tristan had his thoughts interrupted by Melissa's sudden voice and gaze at his eyes. She had normal eyes, they were pretty, he thought. "I..I like your eyes...they're normal and pretty." He whispered, glancing away at his lap.

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Tristan nodded at her slightly, "I..I'm sorry about your real dad...if it helps..I don't remember my parents.." He whispered, watching her curiously. Burying his cheeks in his hands he ducked his head down at her comment in embarrassment, "Oh..n-no..you d-don't like them. They're not normal." He whispered.

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Tristan blinked, confused at her statements. Was she a test subject too? Glancing up at her he half nodded in reply to her question, trying to keep his eyes out of her sight.

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Tristan smiled lightly, looking up at her slightly. "M-my hand's aren't normal e-either." he muttered, holding them up. "B-but I can't take off these gloves like you can." He felt glad to have a friend he could talk to, but it was still weird being treated like something other than a test subject nonetheless.

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