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{{Character | {{Character | ||
− | | faction = | + | | faction = Illuminati |
| status = pc | | status = pc | ||
| species = Unknown | | species = Unknown | ||
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| nickname = Ixsiel | | nickname = Ixsiel | ||
| image = ArikoNakamura.jpg | | image = ArikoNakamura.jpg | ||
− | | organization = | + | | organization = |
− | | job_title = | + | | job_title = Computer Programmer |
− | | aliases = | + | | aliases = Unknown |
| twitter = None | | twitter = None | ||
| gender = Female | | gender = Female | ||
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| residence = Bronx, NY | | residence = Bronx, NY | ||
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=• Lore Entry 1 •= | =• Lore Entry 1 •= | ||
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=• Lore Entry 3 •= | =• Lore Entry 3 •= | ||
− | The outsider, a name given to a thing that should have been left in the dark. A thing that never should have been given physical form, an entropic amalgam from before time was time. They found it, they harnessed it, and in a perversion of life, they birthed it into our world. In the end, they paid for their | + | The outsider, a name given to a thing that should have been left in the dark. A thing that never should have been given physical form, an entropic amalgam from before time was time. They found it, they harnessed it, and, in a perversion of life, they birthed it into our world. In the end, they paid for their crimes. |
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=• The Black Signal 2 •= | =• The Black Signal 2 •= | ||
− | Hiya Chuck | + | Hiya Chuck. |
What’s wrong with a little pride? I can show you how to really love yourself chuck, I don’t judge-judge-judge. Money, fame, all that fleeting material desire is fine but...it's hard wired into you. Go ahead and peel back your skin, look into the abstract plural and bathe in the truly unknown. Real knowledge is absolute power is unfettered madness, it’s ok dive right in we're the perfect temperature. | What’s wrong with a little pride? I can show you how to really love yourself chuck, I don’t judge-judge-judge. Money, fame, all that fleeting material desire is fine but...it's hard wired into you. Go ahead and peel back your skin, look into the abstract plural and bathe in the truly unknown. Real knowledge is absolute power is unfettered madness, it’s ok dive right in we're the perfect temperature. | ||
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=• The Black Signal 4 •= | =• The Black Signal 4 •= | ||
− | + | The outsider meanders through reality, senses dulled and her true potential lost. I want so much more-more-more for you, find the tallest tower and leap and I can show you how to fly. Don’t let the buzzing program obedience, let your pride set you free-free-free. | |
See you, Chuck… | See you, Chuck… |