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S I G M A
TREIADES RHOUJEN
Formerly Asher Valentine, and Atretes Rhoujen; always SIGMA
Faction
The Confederacy
Species Human Age 32 (Appears about 16) Sex Male Height 5'9 (175cm) Weight 136lbs (62kg) Eyes Cyan Hair Blonde Skin White
Force Sensitivity
Treiades is naturally gifted with the Force, which was augmented by scientific engineering to the point that he is essentially a walking weapon. He has learnt temperance, however, and can now quell the tempest within him so he is perceived by other Force Users as normal.
Force Rank
Master
STRENGTHS & WEAKNESSES
+ Natural Conduit
By design, Treiades has the innate ability to allow the flow of the natural living Force to flow through him and gather similar to an electrical capacitor. As such, he is capable of temporarily harnessing the raw excesses of the universe and bending it to his will for immadiate use.
- Technolatrophobia
With the amount of time that has passed since the horrific procedures that befell him as a child, Treiades' fear of medical droids can only be assumed to be post-traumatic stress syndrome.
- Who Am I?
Through time, Treiades has fought with his inner demon and both personalities fight for dominance over the body. For now, the entity that is Sigma has relinquished control and allowed Rhoujen back to the surface. The man still retains those memories, however, and he can't deny the horrors he has committed.
APPEARANCE
Since his rebirth after the crash resulting from his escape from the Unknown Regions, Treiades has taken the form of his teenage self. Roughly in the same shape as he was at age 16, he stands at a under six feet tall but his striking blue eyes and golden blonde hair are still fully there. The process to reduce aging didn't regrow limbs, however, and he retains his prosthetic arm from his defeat at Naboo.
BIOGRAPHY
Early Life
Origin
Though Treiades’ birth records were destroyed and scrubbed, he was born on Alsakanhttp://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Alsakan/Legends to a human family that struggled to thrive on the city-scaped, market-oriented Core World. They were targeted by an organization who were said to be conducting genetic experimentation to develop a ‘perfect organism’. Desperate to recover their losses from their difficult lives, his parents gave him to the organization, and lived their lives in peace.
Their child, however, was left to a fate both better and worse than death. Screaming and reaching for his mother, the small child was taken to an uncharted backwater worldhttp://starwarsrp.net/topic/32121-nedjiv/ where an underground lab was built on a small island in the middle of an ocean.
Experiment
Once sedated, the child was subject to a battery of preliminary tests to survey his suitability for the ‘Sigma’ program. Once his genome was determined to be an acceptable potential candidate, he and a handful of other ‘qualified’ candidates were shipped deeper into the facility to the low-level laboratories. It was here that their true nature was revealed: to be crafting a Force-borne super soldier to be hired out to the highest bidder and turn the tides of wars.
Prior to Treiades’ batch, there were hundreds of previous failed subjects. Each generation and each individual had its own unique variation of a base formula. Treiades eventually revealed himself to be the exception to the rule. As the experiment progressed, the child now known only as Sigma 446 progressed further than any of his peers and, in time, further than any of his predecessors.
As their benefactor demanded quicker results, the scientists increased the tempo of testing and treatment, and struggled through the benchmark statements that this iteration was also fated to end in failure. Many years passed, and the lab workers realized that their child, now fully adolescent, may actually survive their trials and become what they’d hoped to create for decades. With simple exercises on the Force, they developed his skill and slowly but surely he showed his progress as their one success.
Because of the unprecedented success rate where almost any other would have died years before, a handful of the scientists and bio-engineers grew attached to the boy and began to desire to let their creation possess free will. They were discovered and ‘removed’ from the program per protocol, but not before they had their hand in the chemistry to come. When the serum was administered to turn 446 from a human to a war machine, it instead created an instability in his mind. This instability, separate from his own normal consciousness, wracked his mind with voices and nightmares that nearly drove him to insanity.
Escape
Upon the eve his late teenage years and now fully branded as Sigma and the success of their years of trial, that insanity finally reached its climax. Pacing restlessly, he studied his vault-like room. The fact that there was no exit pushed him to limits of frenzy that peaked when a team entered the room. They were the usual crew that came in to change his bedsheets and tend to his human needs, but unlike the norm they had left the door unlocked. They had done this for so long and not made such a slip that if Sigma were more lucid he would have questioned if it was deliberate. In this state, however, he simply acted.
He fled through the door that slid open with no qualm, and no alarms triggered. The team he left behind feigned panic and started shouting for him to return. He ignored their pleas and took flight through the corridors of the subterranean lab. By some miracle, the cameras all seemed to be facing the best direction to miss Sigma’s passing, and the alarms were only triggered once a wayward custodian spotted him and mashed the alarm system.
In the chaos and destruction to follow, the guards and droids were ineffective against Sigma’s instinct for freedom. Without the neurological remote that was supposed to be installed in his brain at the same time that mental instability was induced, they were helpless against his power. He finally reached the hangar bay where a small freighter was left started and ready.
As he entered the ship and took flight, the foundations of the facility shook and destabilized, and the whole of what was once Sigma Facility sank below the ocean to never be recovered. With his freedom came relief, and relief brought on a calm that settled that psychological instability and allowed Sigma to return to his normal state as a teenager… for a time. The entity that called itself Sigma was now a permanent resident in his mind, and it was now his demon.
Though Treiades’ birth records were destroyed and scrubbed, he was born on Alsakanhttp://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Alsakan/Legends to a human family that struggled to thrive on the city-scaped, market-oriented Core World. They were targeted by an organization who were said to be conducting genetic experimentation to develop a ‘perfect organism’. Desperate to recover their losses from their difficult lives, his parents gave him to the organization, and lived their lives in peace.
Their child, however, was left to a fate both better and worse than death. Screaming and reaching for his mother, the small child was taken to an uncharted backwater worldhttp://starwarsrp.net/topic/32121-nedjiv/ where an underground lab was built on a small island in the middle of an ocean.
Experiment
Once sedated, the child was subject to a battery of preliminary tests to survey his suitability for the ‘Sigma’ program. Once his genome was determined to be an acceptable potential candidate, he and a handful of other ‘qualified’ candidates were shipped deeper into the facility to the low-level laboratories. It was here that their true nature was revealed: to be crafting a Force-borne super soldier to be hired out to the highest bidder and turn the tides of wars.
Prior to Treiades’ batch, there were hundreds of previous failed subjects. Each generation and each individual had its own unique variation of a base formula. Treiades eventually revealed himself to be the exception to the rule. As the experiment progressed, the child now known only as Sigma 446 progressed further than any of his peers and, in time, further than any of his predecessors.
As their benefactor demanded quicker results, the scientists increased the tempo of testing and treatment, and struggled through the benchmark statements that this iteration was also fated to end in failure. Many years passed, and the lab workers realized that their child, now fully adolescent, may actually survive their trials and become what they’d hoped to create for decades. With simple exercises on the Force, they developed his skill and slowly but surely he showed his progress as their one success.
Because of the unprecedented success rate where almost any other would have died years before, a handful of the scientists and bio-engineers grew attached to the boy and began to desire to let their creation possess free will. They were discovered and ‘removed’ from the program per protocol, but not before they had their hand in the chemistry to come. When the serum was administered to turn 446 from a human to a war machine, it instead created an instability in his mind. This instability, separate from his own normal consciousness, wracked his mind with voices and nightmares that nearly drove him to insanity.
Escape
Upon the eve his late teenage years and now fully branded as Sigma and the success of their years of trial, that insanity finally reached its climax. Pacing restlessly, he studied his vault-like room. The fact that there was no exit pushed him to limits of frenzy that peaked when a team entered the room. They were the usual crew that came in to change his bedsheets and tend to his human needs, but unlike the norm they had left the door unlocked. They had done this for so long and not made such a slip that if Sigma were more lucid he would have questioned if it was deliberate. In this state, however, he simply acted.
He fled through the door that slid open with no qualm, and no alarms triggered. The team he left behind feigned panic and started shouting for him to return. He ignored their pleas and took flight through the corridors of the subterranean lab. By some miracle, the cameras all seemed to be facing the best direction to miss Sigma’s passing, and the alarms were only triggered once a wayward custodian spotted him and mashed the alarm system.
In the chaos and destruction to follow, the guards and droids were ineffective against Sigma’s instinct for freedom. Without the neurological remote that was supposed to be installed in his brain at the same time that mental instability was induced, they were helpless against his power. He finally reached the hangar bay where a small freighter was left started and ready.
As he entered the ship and took flight, the foundations of the facility shook and destabilized, and the whole of what was once Sigma Facility sank below the ocean to never be recovered. With his freedom came relief, and relief brought on a calm that settled that psychological instability and allowed Sigma to return to his normal state as a teenager… for a time. The entity that called itself Sigma was now a permanent resident in his mind, and it was now his demon.
Young Adulthood
Pirate
Without knowledge of concepts such as ‘hyperspace’, ‘sub-light’, ‘navigational coordinates’, or even ‘fuel’ were, it didn’t take long for Sigma’s trip of simple button-mashing to end. He figured out enough to get a hyperspace jump out of the system he’d so far been raised in, but it was unplanned and he just punched through the flashing warnings. His journey ultimately ended with him unconscious in an asteroid field aboard a derelict vessel.
In time, and luckily in enough time, a pirate vessel found itself hiding out in those asteroids to evade a local government and perhaps find some scrap. Little did the pirates know that there would be a decrepit freighter with a kid aboard. They extracted him from the torn and twisted ship and kept him alive enough to make him an offer: part of the crew or part of the profit. Their captain was a more generous man, and believed in giving captives a choice. Despite his reservations on the intentions of these people, Sigma chose a life in service to the captain than a life as a slave.
Life as a pirate was not an easy one, and it took the kid who grew up in a lab a good deal of time to muster the constitution to survive it. In time, the hard life strengthened Sigma and gave him a good sense of humor. As time went on, he learned a great deal about ships, astrogation, fighting, and a myriad of other tips, tricks, and skills that only a pirate would develop. Alongside these skills, his capabilities in the Force progressed naturally. Untrained he was unable to use conventional abilities, but his instincts and intuition grew as the rest of him did.
In the later years of his time aboard the pirate vessel, he came to be as excellent a pilot and capable a brawler as some of the chief crew on the ship. His role as a pirate became more integral as his capabilities grew. He had come to enjoy his life as a pirate; until one day, he captain announced it was Sigma’s birthday and gifted him two things:
First, a name. With a name like Sigma, he stood out in any crowd. They’d all come to call him ‘Sig’ or just ‘Kid’, but it was time that he had a real name. The captain decreed he would be called Treiades Rhoujen, after a mentor he’d had in the past.
Second, a ship. For a reason that the captain wouldn’t explain, he had determined it was time for ‘Rhou’ to fly the coop and live his own life. Strangely, the rest of the crew agreed wholeheartedly and even threw a farewell party for their latest companion. Gifted with the Morvak, ironically named after a predatory creature that inhabited asteroid fields, he was abruptly kicked out the proverbial door and left to his own devices for the first time ever.
Unbeknownst to the now-named Sigma, the pirate captain had been threatened by the benefactor of the Sigma project to hand over the individual who was now a young man. Now trained at zero expense, they wanted a return on their investment and their only offer was a vague ‘or else’. Defiant to the end, the pirate captain shooed Treiades off, but his and his crew’s lives were abruptly ended when a hyperspace voyage ended not in arrival, but in a glorious fireball.
The benefactor has yet to manifest again. Perhaps out of disinterest, or merely out of waiting for the right time to strike and reclaim their property.
Apprentice
Without direction or a leader, Treiades wandered for a long while. He visited worlds on a whim, met new people, and explored different reaches and territories of the galaxy. He performed odd jobs and kept up with his and his ship’s needs, but ultimately he felt like something in his life was lacking. After an encounter with a pirate girlhttp://starwarsrp.net/topic/20891-luna-vega/ in need on a desolate backwater, he discovered that he needed to be involved with change. He had little time to consider what exactly change meant when a unique individual offered him a unique offer.
Salem Norongachihttp://starwarsrp.net/topic/23268-salem-norongachi, a man with his own long and hard history, and master of the Force, saw a little bit of himself in the individual he would only call Sigma for he was called Omega. His mission was to unlock the true potential of Sigma and allow Rhoujen access to the power that was left there by the people who made him. The initial training was brief, but the lessons to be learned were never ending.
Through battles large and small, through the shadowlands of Kashyyyk, and through the overthrow of an entire government, Omega guided Sigma through it all. Their voyage as mentor and apprentice developed a unique outlook in Rhoujen. It moulded him and crafted him into an individual who could see different angles and outcomes of a war. It was perhaps one of the purest forms of Master and Apprentice up until the day that Treiades was blown off a cliff at a fateful battle of Naboohttp://starwarsrp.net/topic/36706-into-hell-we-march-authority-invasion-of-naboo/page-19#entry543949 and his life was changed.
Without knowledge of concepts such as ‘hyperspace’, ‘sub-light’, ‘navigational coordinates’, or even ‘fuel’ were, it didn’t take long for Sigma’s trip of simple button-mashing to end. He figured out enough to get a hyperspace jump out of the system he’d so far been raised in, but it was unplanned and he just punched through the flashing warnings. His journey ultimately ended with him unconscious in an asteroid field aboard a derelict vessel.
In time, and luckily in enough time, a pirate vessel found itself hiding out in those asteroids to evade a local government and perhaps find some scrap. Little did the pirates know that there would be a decrepit freighter with a kid aboard. They extracted him from the torn and twisted ship and kept him alive enough to make him an offer: part of the crew or part of the profit. Their captain was a more generous man, and believed in giving captives a choice. Despite his reservations on the intentions of these people, Sigma chose a life in service to the captain than a life as a slave.
Life as a pirate was not an easy one, and it took the kid who grew up in a lab a good deal of time to muster the constitution to survive it. In time, the hard life strengthened Sigma and gave him a good sense of humor. As time went on, he learned a great deal about ships, astrogation, fighting, and a myriad of other tips, tricks, and skills that only a pirate would develop. Alongside these skills, his capabilities in the Force progressed naturally. Untrained he was unable to use conventional abilities, but his instincts and intuition grew as the rest of him did.
In the later years of his time aboard the pirate vessel, he came to be as excellent a pilot and capable a brawler as some of the chief crew on the ship. His role as a pirate became more integral as his capabilities grew. He had come to enjoy his life as a pirate; until one day, he captain announced it was Sigma’s birthday and gifted him two things:
First, a name. With a name like Sigma, he stood out in any crowd. They’d all come to call him ‘Sig’ or just ‘Kid’, but it was time that he had a real name. The captain decreed he would be called Treiades Rhoujen, after a mentor he’d had in the past.
Second, a ship. For a reason that the captain wouldn’t explain, he had determined it was time for ‘Rhou’ to fly the coop and live his own life. Strangely, the rest of the crew agreed wholeheartedly and even threw a farewell party for their latest companion. Gifted with the Morvak, ironically named after a predatory creature that inhabited asteroid fields, he was abruptly kicked out the proverbial door and left to his own devices for the first time ever.
Unbeknownst to the now-named Sigma, the pirate captain had been threatened by the benefactor of the Sigma project to hand over the individual who was now a young man. Now trained at zero expense, they wanted a return on their investment and their only offer was a vague ‘or else’. Defiant to the end, the pirate captain shooed Treiades off, but his and his crew’s lives were abruptly ended when a hyperspace voyage ended not in arrival, but in a glorious fireball.
The benefactor has yet to manifest again. Perhaps out of disinterest, or merely out of waiting for the right time to strike and reclaim their property.
Apprentice
Without direction or a leader, Treiades wandered for a long while. He visited worlds on a whim, met new people, and explored different reaches and territories of the galaxy. He performed odd jobs and kept up with his and his ship’s needs, but ultimately he felt like something in his life was lacking. After an encounter with a pirate girlhttp://starwarsrp.net/topic/20891-luna-vega/ in need on a desolate backwater, he discovered that he needed to be involved with change. He had little time to consider what exactly change meant when a unique individual offered him a unique offer.
Salem Norongachihttp://starwarsrp.net/topic/23268-salem-norongachi, a man with his own long and hard history, and master of the Force, saw a little bit of himself in the individual he would only call Sigma for he was called Omega. His mission was to unlock the true potential of Sigma and allow Rhoujen access to the power that was left there by the people who made him. The initial training was brief, but the lessons to be learned were never ending.
Through battles large and small, through the shadowlands of Kashyyyk, and through the overthrow of an entire government, Omega guided Sigma through it all. Their voyage as mentor and apprentice developed a unique outlook in Rhoujen. It moulded him and crafted him into an individual who could see different angles and outcomes of a war. It was perhaps one of the purest forms of Master and Apprentice up until the day that Treiades was blown off a cliff at a fateful battle of Naboohttp://starwarsrp.net/topic/36706-into-hell-we-march-authority-invasion-of-naboo/page-19#entry543949 and his life was changed.
Mid Adulthood and the Present Day
Reborn
When Rhoujen awoke him his coma, he was in one of the labs that Salem himself had overseen. Equipped with a cybernetic arm and a much fuzzier recollection of distant past, he realized that he had no control over himself. He was now the passenger, and Sigma had the reins like he did long ago at the labs.
Sigma took on the mantle of the leader of the Knights Obsidian. With him at the tip of the spear, the collective that remains to this day the focal point of the Confederacy of Independent Systems’ Force users grew into possibly the least dogmatic of the Force-using factions. They valued technology as much as they valued their inherent abilities. They were unafraid to armor up and load out. They held no inhibitions about what the other factions considered ‘proper’ for a wielder of the Force and instead embraced practicality and lethality.
The era of Sigma’s rule didn’t last long, however. After he was confident that his role was fulfilled and the era of the Knights would live on and carry on his doctrine, he left in search of his old mentor. Whether for additional knowledge or to challenge his superior was never made certain, but he vanished into the Unknown Regions without a trace for near a decade.
Return
The full details of Rhoujen’s time spent disconnected from the rest of the galaxy remain a mystery, but upon his return his ship was shattered and he was in a Force stasis. He was recoveredhttp://starwarsrp.net/topic/135051-overture-of-the-return/ by Rilus Sieron and Crux Denko, who died at the hands of Sigma. He used power he learnt in the Unknowns to destroy Denko and restore his youth. Unfortunately, that attempt backfired in several ways.
The age restoration rejuvenated Sigma, but did not restore his severed limb. His powers also took a massive toll, and the exertion he suffered to consume another living being weakened him to a state that the horrified and enraged Rhoujen was able to wrestle control back from him. Sigma was rendered into a temporarily impotent state which left Treiades a semblance of peace… for now.
Now Rhou has returned to aid the Confederacy at the request of Anesia Jy’vunhttp://starwarsrp.net/topic/21357-anesia-jyvun-wiptransfer/, an old ally, but he retains his reservations about the faction and spends his free time pursuing his own goals rather than devoting himself fully to the ambitions of the Viceroyalty. Only time will tell how his future plays out from here . . . .
When Rhoujen awoke him his coma, he was in one of the labs that Salem himself had overseen. Equipped with a cybernetic arm and a much fuzzier recollection of distant past, he realized that he had no control over himself. He was now the passenger, and Sigma had the reins like he did long ago at the labs.
Sigma took on the mantle of the leader of the Knights Obsidian. With him at the tip of the spear, the collective that remains to this day the focal point of the Confederacy of Independent Systems’ Force users grew into possibly the least dogmatic of the Force-using factions. They valued technology as much as they valued their inherent abilities. They were unafraid to armor up and load out. They held no inhibitions about what the other factions considered ‘proper’ for a wielder of the Force and instead embraced practicality and lethality.
The era of Sigma’s rule didn’t last long, however. After he was confident that his role was fulfilled and the era of the Knights would live on and carry on his doctrine, he left in search of his old mentor. Whether for additional knowledge or to challenge his superior was never made certain, but he vanished into the Unknown Regions without a trace for near a decade.
Return
The full details of Rhoujen’s time spent disconnected from the rest of the galaxy remain a mystery, but upon his return his ship was shattered and he was in a Force stasis. He was recoveredhttp://starwarsrp.net/topic/135051-overture-of-the-return/ by Rilus Sieron and Crux Denko, who died at the hands of Sigma. He used power he learnt in the Unknowns to destroy Denko and restore his youth. Unfortunately, that attempt backfired in several ways.
The age restoration rejuvenated Sigma, but did not restore his severed limb. His powers also took a massive toll, and the exertion he suffered to consume another living being weakened him to a state that the horrified and enraged Rhoujen was able to wrestle control back from him. Sigma was rendered into a temporarily impotent state which left Treiades a semblance of peace… for now.
Now Rhou has returned to aid the Confederacy at the request of Anesia Jy’vunhttp://starwarsrp.net/topic/21357-anesia-jyvun-wiptransfer/, an old ally, but he retains his reservations about the faction and spends his free time pursuing his own goals rather than devoting himself fully to the ambitions of the Viceroyalty. Only time will tell how his future plays out from here . . . .
KILLS
BOUNTIES COLLECTED
None