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Description

✖ basic info
name: Kayvan "K" Oswald
age: 15 [25]
gender: gender fluid
height: 5'5" [165 cm]
weight: 160 lb [72 kg]

speciality:

INDUSTRY [main], RECONNAISSANCE [secondary]

battle: [ STR 1] [ SPD 1 ] [ VIT 1 ] [ INT 6 ] [ LUK 1 ]

skill: [ SHARP TONGUE ]

K roasts their opponent with a painfully degrading remark that hits like a heavy, mental blow. While the opponent contemplates on their own existence and attempts to recover from their broken self-esteem, K ruthlessly flicks them with a steel finger to finish them off.

✖ personal info

personality

stoic ✖ enigmatic ✖ discreet ✖ intelligent ✖ paradoxical

Stoic even in the most dire of situations, but almost maniacal in the calmest of times, K is unpredictable. The pair of mismatched eyes - one with the warmth of flesh and the other that glistens metallically - gives very little information and instead instills an air of uneasiness to the viewer. Always discreet, K never shows signs of their preferences, weaknesses, or strengths. What may appear to be their weakness is most likely not, but a bait to lure a foe or sometimes even a friend.

Simply put, K is meticulously calculated chaos. All of their actions are done with plan and purpose, but their intentions are never evident. Thus, it is difficult to tell if one is ever on K's good side or bad side, or if such sides even exist in the first place. Other than tactical reasons, spontaneity is possibly important to K to distinguish themself from programmed machines. It's what keeps them human.

At times, K's speech may seem inconsistent and flawed. However, K actually always speaks some degree of truth. It just so happens that seemingly contradicting truths can coexist at any given moment in time (e.g. we are currently living but also dying at the same time), and K is aware of this and uses such paradoxical truths to their advantage. People who fail to realize this may find K frustratingly contradictory. Although an enigma, K is not necessarily a person difficult to hold a conversation with. In fact, they can make entertaining company through witty remarks.

history

K's life began in the slums. The concept of the survival of the fittest was ingrained deeply into K as early as they've learned how to crawl through piles of scraps. Though thrown into a harsh environment with little resources, K was gifted with the most crucial weapon to survive as a human being - intelligence. Cunning and resourceful, K thrived and even developed infrastructure to improve the quality of life of the slums.

Wits of course wasn't enough to fend against the ruthlessness of nature. The V370 pandemic eventually hit the slums and incidentally, K was inflicted as well. With technological advances, people no longer died from rot, but such numbers only applied to areas with technology and accessible healthcare. In the slums where such luxury did not exist, people died silently; their deaths were not recorded in public health statistics as residents either never had their identities documented in public record or had discarded their identities for personal reasons. Unless some benefactor decided to stroll into the slums and save these invisible, rotting masses, death was inevitable. Perhaps K was not completely out of luck since that was pretty much what happened.

An exorbitantly wealthy and avaricious man scavenged the slums to find nameless, gifted beings to use for his own prosperity.
Like gold in a pile of sludge, K's prodigious IQ sparked brightly in the ambitious man's eyes. K was immediately adopted by the man and received the most advanced prosthetic treatment for rot. The rot had progressed gravely that their limbs and most of their external organs had to be replaced. When K woke up from the procedure, their appearance was different - only their one eye being recognizable.

Almost as the radical change in their appearance was the change in lifestyle. Their life that worked with nothing now was given everything. K quickly learned that humans from different upbringings grow with different desires, and desire was a useful tool to manipulate people. Like their "father" whose sole driving force was fame and avarice. Predictability was convenient. K honed unpredictability instead, to use instead of being used.

When hearing about the reopening of the prestigious Nielsen Military Academy, K's father of course was eager to send K for greater fame to the name. K's intentions were never clear regarding the admission to the school, but under the armor of masking metal, it is certain that in their flesh heart is an ambition resolute as steel.

✖ extra info
steelheart
Everything other than internal organs, torso, and one eye is prosthetic.
Ironically their heart is not made of steel.

trivia:
✖ About 50lb heavier than they look. Heavy prosthetics are heavy.
✖ Does not express preferences towards things but secretly likes carbonated drinks.
✖ Is sometimes found curled up in their cape like a blanket

✖ roleplay info
Fair warning, I work full time so my replies will be slow (I'm sorry!). I like a good mix of HCs, RPs, and shitposting. I love doodle RPs too... Preferred platform is docs!

timezone: JST (GMT+9)

Description

✖ basic info
name: Kayvan "K" Oswald
age: 15 [25]
gender: gender fluid
height: 5'5" [165 cm]
weight: 160 lb [72 kg]

speciality:

INDUSTRY [main], RECONNAISSANCE [secondary]

battle: [ STR 1] [ SPD 1 ] [ VIT 1 ] [ INT 6 ] [ LUK 1 ]

skill: [ SHARP TONGUE ]

K roasts their opponent with a painfully degrading remark that hits like a heavy, mental blow. While the opponent contemplates on their own existence and attempts to recover from their broken self-esteem, K ruthlessly flicks them with a steel finger to finish them off.

✖ personal info

personality

stoic ✖ enigmatic ✖ discreet ✖ intelligent ✖ paradoxical

Stoic even in the most dire of situations, but almost maniacal in the calmest of times, K is unpredictable. The pair of mismatched eyes - one with the warmth of flesh and the other that glistens metallically - gives very little information and instead instills an air of uneasiness to the viewer. Always discreet, K never shows signs of their preferences, weaknesses, or strengths. What may appear to be their weakness is most likely not, but a bait to lure a foe or sometimes even a friend.

Simply put, K is meticulously calculated chaos. All of their actions are done with plan and purpose, but their intentions are never evident. Thus, it is difficult to tell if one is ever on K's good side or bad side, or if such sides even exist in the first place. Other than tactical reasons, spontaneity is possibly important to K to distinguish themself from programmed machines. It's what keeps them human.

At times, K's speech may seem inconsistent and flawed. However, K actually always speaks some degree of truth. It just so happens that seemingly contradicting truths can coexist at any given moment in time (e.g. we are currently living but also dying at the same time), and K is aware of this and uses such paradoxical truths to their advantage. People who fail to realize this may find K frustratingly contradictory. Although an enigma, K is not necessarily a person difficult to hold a conversation with. In fact, they can make entertaining company through witty remarks.

history

K's life began in the slums. The concept of the survival of the fittest was ingrained deeply into K as early as they've learned how to crawl through piles of scraps. Though thrown into a harsh environment with little resources, K was gifted with the most crucial weapon to survive as a human being - intelligence. Cunning and resourceful, K thrived and even developed infrastructure to improve the quality of life of the slums.

Wits of course wasn't enough to fend against the ruthlessness of nature. The V370 pandemic eventually hit the slums and incidentally, K was inflicted as well. With technological advances, people no longer died from rot, but such numbers only applied to areas with technology and accessible healthcare. In the slums where such luxury did not exist, people died silently; their deaths were not recorded in public health statistics as residents either never had their identities documented in public record or had discarded their identities for personal reasons. Unless some benefactor decided to stroll into the slums and save these invisible, rotting masses, death was inevitable. Perhaps K was not completely out of luck since that was pretty much what happened.

An exorbitantly wealthy and avaricious man scavenged the slums to find nameless, gifted beings to use for his own prosperity.
Like gold in a pile of sludge, K's prodigious IQ sparked brightly in the ambitious man's eyes. K was immediately adopted by the man and received the most advanced prosthetic treatment for rot. The rot had progressed gravely that their limbs and most of their external organs had to be replaced. When K woke up from the procedure, their appearance was different - only their one eye being recognizable.

Almost as the radical change in their appearance was the change in lifestyle. Their life that worked with nothing now was given everything. K quickly learned that humans from different upbringings grow with different desires, and desire was a useful tool to manipulate people. Like their "father" whose sole driving force was fame and avarice. Predictability was convenient. K honed unpredictability instead, to use instead of being used.

When hearing about the reopening of the prestigious Nielsen Military Academy, K's father of course was eager to send K for greater fame to the name. K's intentions were never clear regarding the admission to the school, but under the armor of masking metal, it is certain that in their flesh heart is an ambition resolute as steel.

✖ extra info
steelheart
Everything other than internal organs, torso, and one eye is prosthetic.
Ironically their heart is not made of steel.

trivia:
✖ About 50lb heavier than they look. Heavy prosthetics are heavy.
✖ Does not express preferences towards things but secretly likes carbonated drinks.
✖ Is sometimes found curled up in their cape like a blanket

✖ roleplay info
Fair warning, I work full time so my replies will be slow (I'm sorry!). I like a good mix of HCs, RPs, and shitposting. I love doodle RPs too... Preferred platform is docs!

timezone: JST (GMT+9)