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Ion

(#29351668)

Level 1 Mirror

Familiar

Sandskink

Energy: 0/50

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Measurements

Length

5.24 m

Wingspan

6.91 m

Weight

583.46 kg

Genetics

Obsidian
Iridescent

Obsidian
Shimmer

Radioactive
Runes

Hatchday

Dec 18, 2016
(7 years)

Breed

Adult
Mirror

Eye Type

Lightning
Common

Level 1 Mirror

EXP: 0 / 245

STR

AGI

DEF

QCK

INT

VIT

MND

Lineage

Parents

Chaim
Farain

Offspring

Biography

I O N

Inventor • Engineer • Astronomer

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B I O G R A P H Y

Definitely your average, run-of-the-mill astronomer/inventor/engineer. Not a cyborg, definitely not an alien. Nope, not at all. Or at least that’s what he wants everyone to think. Somehow, he doesn’t get the impression that he’s doing a good job at this.

Ion was once a well-renowned scientist on a distant, highly advanced planet, who often did work for the planet's government. Then, one day, the government gave him funding for him to work on a piece of technology for them.

He had touched upon a project like it in his younger years, for fun, but it had never gotten anywhere... But he was older and more experienced now, so maybe he could actually complete it this time.

Several years into the project, the technology his government had funded was nearly complete, with a miniaturised working prototype ready to show. However, not long before he was due to give a status report, he found out what his government planned to use his technology for. And it horrified him.

When the time came for him to gave his status report, he lied, saying that he'd made a miscalculation and would need to go over his research again, that he needed another month. After that, he cut all the cameras in his laboratory, and destroyed all the copies of his research. Except for the prototype and a single tiny holodrive, which he took with him. It could be worth bringing it along in case he encountered anyone who needed it for less... awful purposes.

In the short time he had remaining - someone may well have noticed his cameras cutting out - he rigged his personal Atmosphera with a warp engine, and fled the planet.

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It was very, very cold. Much colder than his Atmosphera's life support systems should ever let it drop to.
Ionn shivered, drawing his grippers closer to himself. The fact that his lung tissue was not burning was a comfort, at least the air was breathable, but other than that the life support seemed to be nonfunctioning thanks to the crash.
Whad did he even crash into? As far as Ionn had been aware, there hadn't been anything there - that part of the intergalactic stride was marked on every system's map as empty space, nothing but dark matter.
An antennae twitched at the brief thought of what if it had been a black hole before the thought was buried. If it had been a black hole he would be incoherent spaghetti, not shivering from broken life support systems.
A huff of breath brought a familiar scent. Spilt blood.
In a brief moment of panic, Ionn scanned his entire body for an injury, then relaxed when there wasn't even crusted blood on him.

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