Made in Abyss
CANON
Unknown, between 40-60.
AGE
Zenith
FACTION
Tier 1
HARMONIZATION LEVEL
Chapter 38 / End of "Dawn of the Deep Soul".
CANON POINT
He/him
GENDER
Stargazer
ASPECT
Minimal
DISCORD LEVEL
FIRST IMPRESSIONS
Dressed like a cyberpunk-esque miner, Bondrewd is a masculine individual of unknowable physical appearance that stands around 6'8"/210cm. Covered head to boot in heavy cloth, segmented armor and softly-pulsing violet light, it is reasonable to assume that not even his closest allies know what he truly looks like, as nary a slip of skin shows at any given time — save one. He is a nebulous entity, presumably broad of shoulder and thigh below the heavy layers of worn, aged gear. The most notable elements of his appearance are the dark helm that he wears, a vertical violet panel serving as both a lighting system and a mode of attack, the bone-white whistle styled like emaciated hands clutched in prayer that he wears around his neck, and the massive, segmented metal tail that serves as one of his (many!) charm points!
While difficult to observe, due to Bondrewd's habit of wearing clothes from head to toe, his shard takes the form of a smooth-edged black onyx with peacock-green and gold shot through. Its location is CURRENTLY SECRET, but for the purpose of having a record, it is approximately 2.3cm ( under 1" ) at its widest point and sits just below the space where his navel would be. Yes, I used the votes to give him a Shard Womb Tattoo. I'm a heathen. He doesn't care, it's adorable to him.
ASPECT TATTOO
Like his shard, Bondrewd's aspect marking is difficult to observe. The mark of the Stargazer takes the shape of meticulous engraving on the dark metal of his helm (and likely the flesh of his face underneath, for good measure), and can be easily observed when he turns his head at the right angle, catching on the light.
PERSONALITY
BACKGROUND
Ten years prior to the main story, a single Abyss delver did the unprecedented by establishing a base deep within the Fifth Layer called the Idofront. A wanted criminal, a black market dealer, and a proponent for human experimentation, every bounty hunter who came for his head inexplicably vanishes. Those who have met him suspect him to be a thing masquerading as human. He likes elevators, scientific progress and humanity!
Writing Style: I lean towards using [ brackets ] over all else, but have experience in paragraph roleplay.
Backtagging: I live off of backtagging. As long as the thread is moving along, I'll backtag into oblivion.
Threadhopping: I don't mind, unless the thread is obviously a private affair. When in doubt, ask me!
Offensive Subjects: None for me! I'm not keen on gratuitous animal torture, but it is a soft limit when for narrative purpose.
IN CHARACTER
Physical Violence: Yes! Bondrewd is impossible to bait into irritation or anger, and actually appears to enjoy having people assail him — especially if they have carefully laid plans that resolve in his damage or demise. He is a difficult opponent, who employs a variety of tools that allow him to soak damage, remain nimble and agile, and wreck havoc in return. While he would rather focus on communication and science, he understands the violence inherent in life itself, and does not shy away from fighting, or violence. In his canon, he is known as a dangerous scientist, who funds his research through human experimentation, illegal trade of information and Artifacts, and the creation of illicit medicines and drugs. Lots of body horror-type violence comes with him, so please check his content warnings.
Death/Dissipation: Absolutely! Come chat with me for ideas and we'll hash it out!
Physical Affection: Surprisingly, he's very much okay with giving and receiving affection! Bondrewd comes off as a caring individual who takes care of those who are dependent upon him or under his employment, and does not appear to reject or decline physical affection as it comes his way. His own displays of affection are praise, acceptance and general camaraderie, such as handshakes and pats on the shoulder/back, but he would never be adverse to someone seeking attention and affection from him, be it physical or vocal.
Shipping/Sex: Sadly, he is incapable of feeling romantic attraction. Platonic companionship is about all one will get from him, as he no longer has his humanity and is basically married to scientific progress. He can be fucked, but like. Why would you want to?
Mental/Communion: Acceptable! Please reach out to me for unique challenges and consequences.
Offensive Subjects: None. Literally none for him. He is the embodiment of an offensive subject, though.