Inyri Takan
Moonstruck
I do not suffer from insanity; I enjoy every minute of it.
GENERAL INFORMATION
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Name: Inyri Saul TakanAlias(es): Yuri
Rank: Knight
Age: 31 GSY
Homeworld: Quarzite
Citizenship: Quarzitian
Affiliation: 'The Moon'
Occupation: Lost
Force Sensitive: Yes
FAMILIAL CONNECTIONS
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Father: Tiric Reyes
Mother: Isami Takan
Siblings: --
Extended Family: --
Romantic Interest: --
PHYSICAL INFORMATION
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Species: Human-Kage Hybrid
Gender: Female
Height: 5'5"
Weight: 101.2lb
Build: Ectomorph
Hair: Black
Eyes: Brown
Cybernetics: N/A
Notable Features: Battle-scarred
Status: Alive
PSYCHOLOGICAL INFORMATION
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Sanity: 20%
Alignment: Chaotic Good
Personality Type: ISFP
Tarot Card: The Queen of Swords
Zodiac: Rising Leo, Zodiac Scorpio, Moon Aries
Virtues: Altruistic, Empathetic, Loyal, Studious, Temperant
Vices: Chauvinistic, Hysteric, Lethargic, Moody, Wild
STRENGTHS & WEAKNESSES
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+ Nearly A Ninja: Once a member of the Kage Warriors, the cabal of fighters her mother's species is known for, Inyri has been trained in stealth-like combat since adolescence. Even without the Force, most of Inyri's movements are silent; and she's an excellent acrobat.+ Ash & Slate: Inyri, both under the tutelage of her old rogue Jedi Master, and the Guardians of the Sovereignty, has honed her skills in the Force to that nearing the level of Master. Of course, due to her current condition, she recalls almost none of this but will be quick to relearn.
- Force Psychosis: Inyri has developed an absolutely debilitating case of what could be diagnosable as a psychosis whilst on the planet Pillio. It is deeply rooted in the Force, and has varying effects; hallucinations, delusions and extreme paranoia are chief among them, as she has conversations with voices in her head and stays hidden in her caves unless she is forced out due to survival. It has gotten so bad that Inyri cannot even remember most of who or what she is or was, and those particular individuals she does manage to recall she believes to be 'fake'.
- Detached: A trait leftover from the 'old' Inyri, she is, even moreso, disassociated and split off from both society in general and herself. Her body is a prison, her mind a cage.
- Unhealthy: You can't live on a barren planet for a year and not expect complications physically. Inyri is malnourished, somewhat sickly, and not quite as strong and hardy as she had been 12 months earlier.
BACKGROUND INFORMATION
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Inyri, since the fall of the Sovereignty, has...Well. She hasn't been doing too good.
the invasion of Zenith Prime was a nightmare. It was Hell. The Netherworld, some might even claim. Watching her beloved Sovereignty Guardians slaughtered before her eyes, feeling them ripped from her. Watching the Government split asunder in the weeks to come certainly did not help, coup after coup and crumbling foundation after crumbling foundation. What else was there to do, but flee? In a stolen ship, the Grey Jedi, former Guardian, sought safe harbour on a planet where she had been what felt like a lifetime ago.
Pillio hadn't changed since the time she'd been there last, when she had a tense encounter with a certain Supreme Commander, as he had been dubbed then. It seems all good things ended too fast. It was a planet steeped in the Force, one she could see as a vessel of healing, right?
Oh, how very wrong she was.
Something dark had rooted on Pillio centuries ago. It had flourished in its abandonment, creeping through the planet's core like oil in water, poison through blood. Once she took up permanent residence there, it crept through her too. Slowly but surely, it infiltrated her mind like a ghost, tearing into her sanity bit by bit, until Inyri Takan was almost no more.
All that remained was a woman on the edge, shattered, who feared the sun and saw safety in the moon. Who heard the voices of those she couldn't explain and didn't dare to question but felt their comfort like they were true friends, the only ones she had left. The memories of true companions faded into grey until she no longer trusted them, their faces, turned against people she could have reached out to for help. Instead, all she saw were traitors, enemies, those who had let her hands run red with the blood of brothers and sisters on the fields of Zenith and had done nothing to speak sense into the leadership, to stop the death, to stop the pain. Every day she heard the same rhetoric-- 'Are you even worth the air you breathe here?' --and every day it sent Inyri a little farther down into the depths of a true disease.
It wasn't like Pillio had any healthcare system. No mental ward to be admitted to, no therapists to speak to of her trauma, no psychiatrists to diagnose. Even then, this was a sickness in the Force, an affliction that would not heal without outside intervention that seemed unlikely to ever come. For a year she's remained on Pillio, in complete and total solitude, slipping further into the madness with each passing hour.
You would just not believe how easy it is to live within a delusion.
RECENT EVENTS_______________________________________________________________________
Arc One - The Shadow Of The Moon (Ordered Chronologically)
• Litost - 'Fake, fake, fake.' (w. [member=Aryn Teth])
In hiding/self-imposed exile on the planet Pillio, Inyri is forced to have a powerful mental schism when an old bond in the Force reawakens and an old face from her past is drawn to the coral world.
Arc Word Count
647 Words
FURTHER ITEMS OF NOTE
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Apparel: Old, Tattered Robes
Weaponry: Inyri's Lightsaber, Kage Electro Sword
Vessels: --
Property: --
Formatted by [member="Runi Verin"]
