Fallon the Technopathic Witch

Name: Fallon Hikura

Age: 18

Gender: Female

Personality:
Fallon falls into a myriad of different personality traits depending on the time and what she is doing. Above all else she is a type that loves to have ‘fun’ or such as defined by herself. It could entail working on a new invention, having a joy fight or flight, discovering something new or someone new, and anything else within her own limits of interest (which aren’t so limited). As well her interests are heavily into technology, often disappointed that flying cars are no where in sight for the humans, loves certain brands of biotechnology, and also has minor interests in chemistry but not as much into the substances herself beyond solids.

To say overall, she is rather spirited and animated, often a smirk, smile, or mild grin of pleasure donning her features to better bring alive her being. At times she likes to dangerous stunts, or at least what may be dangerous to most normal humans but with the aid of Ambient it is a completely other case…along with her other powers. If and when in a serious fight she proceeds to find a way to win, or at least a decent form of escape until she can regroup and properly take down her opponent. Despite a difference in power levels at times she believes that even the strongest can eventually be outwitted and that one can continuously learn from experience – a philosophy that has been applied to Ambient as well.

Outside of fighting she can often be found drawing, whether it’s for real inventions or just practicing the ability to draw a schematic. When able to gather at least the necessary elements and materials she will sometimes even proceed to create that which originally only lived on paper at a much faster pace than most inventors. Next to technology she adores animals, such is why most of her techological inventions take on the forms of animals, such as "Ambiance."

Appearance:
Fallon isn’t too much of one to keep her dark violet locks get too long and otherwise keeps them short and feathered out in the back, but true to her family tradition she does keep some hair in the back down to her knees and wrapped in a cloth so that only some peers out form the bottom. Her eyes are a mix between the purest blues and a hint of aquatic green, blue somehow managing to stay within the family. Skin wise she is partially tanned but not overly so either and yes, its natural. She is something on the average to shorter side, standing about 5’5”. As for styles of dress it can vary as at times she will wear something like:

She has a usual three outfits she wears: one for hotter weather, one for slightly nippy, and another for more winter wear, but the pictures refuse to work properly so I leave them out and will describe them in character later. But she is never without her trusty goggles as they protect her eyes for when Ambiance reaches his high speeds and other things while fighting.

History:

The history behind the Hikura’s isn’t one of any true greatness, not within the realm of the humans at any rate. Back in ancient China they were often a part of the royal-court of the Emperor as personal artists to depict his family and greatness within many art forms – from ink paintings to woven cloth. This love and interest followed the family no matter where their generations moved and lived, from painters to even drawing out maps for battle plans in times of wars. Their love for it never faltered even after the great fall of the family lineage to when their clan was killed for their loyalties and then fled to other countries to try to revive.

[Family Histroy: Gaining of Super Human talents]

After Fei’s death and admittance to the ranks of the shinigami she never ceased to visit her family, the last name being the thing she never forgot despite feeling detached from them otherwise. Thanks to being exposed to her spiritual powers they became aware of other spirits, even sometimes seeing flash images of her. Over time something akin to elemental control came into their power of abilities, though often minor in length and strength. Simple things like able to create a flame from snapping their fingers, summoning a small breeze, and occasionally recharging a battery. Nothing major. Occasionally a stronger power would arise, one member even holding the power to bring curses down upon people to varying degrees. At times if people witnessed this then the family would be dubbed “witches” and forced to leave their location.

There was a time when Fei stopped visiting them due to becoming a member of the vizards and soon the leader, thus no longer having time to visit them like she once did. But after the death of her “family” of vizards and becoming disheartened from not finding her “soul sister”, she ended her life yet Twilight was not quite ready to die. Instead she returned to the “Hikura” family and further enhanced their super human abilities, but soon the family split and she ended up following the “Kinomura” lineage. The powers of the family were suppressed though during this absence until finally all of it manifested in the latest generation member: Fallon.

[Fallon - Gaining Powers and Creation of Ambiance]

At an early age Fallon could already be deemed something of a true “witch” with minor control over some of the elements, at least in spurts. At one point she even placed a momentary curse on an aunt that turned her speech into gibberish but let up after a few minutes. Yet it wasn’t the only part of her powers to manifest, as her own control for technology was on a level to already be defined as a “technopath” – someone who can interact with technology on a mental basis, but she was often able to even manipulate the form of which the technology took on. At times she would even change how the family computer looked – creating strange forms based on her child-like imagination at the time. Whenever she was given toys that were battery operated she would warp their forms and they would even gain modified and enhanced movement capabilities.

As she grew up she continued to fall in love over and over again with her little creations, gathering up metal to further enhance their skills and sometimes held little mini-tournaments for them. In the end they still lacked a few things…for one true size and power, and another and more important quality: the ability to learn, to adapt. So young though she couldn’t devise a way to breathe real and true life into them, to give them the ability to THINK, for an artificial intelligence type system. Regardless of it being the future such conceptual technology was far out of reach for the younger hands, and not generally even uploaded onto the Internet other than the occasional article that ghosted over the facts simply to boast on how it was all such a “great achievement of the times!”
But these otherwise inflated ravings never impressed her as obviously if they were so great then surely there’d be more to say. And judging from the pictures she could deconstruct it in her mind…and saw it wasn’t as great as she wanted to see. Nothing usable as far as she cared.

As she moved on in life she continued to fantasize over this ideal “organoid” creature. She wanted a live companion, yet at the same time it could otherwise always learn and become stronger with time. No point starting at the bottom if one couldn’t work up, and with her powers that she was constantly practicing an upgrade was a simple change in body for it. Continuing on through middle school she began the schematic drawings. The first few felt far too amateurish, far too much like what she’d been doing for years and so she continued to look around via Internet and technological textbooks for further ideas on the inner mechanics. All sorts of things were to be studied: the more basic of first robots to the extremely fast fighter jets and superb strength of tanks. It would need to be able to move, but able to defend as far as she cared.

In high school she attacked the project with fervor again, wanting nothing more than to design a decent body. Intimidating, powerful, fast, strong defense, and the possibility for increased, changed, or upgraded weaponry. It was within biology class she decided upon its body structure to resemble that of the once fearsome dinosaurs…though admittedly it wouldn’t be as large as such a size would inhibit its capabilities. To further go with its ability to modify its self and grow according to its environment and experience, she would name it “Ambiance” as its environment would influence it. Still there was the ever-present dilemma of how to make it THINK like another creature, another being, and preferably on human terms above all else.

At odd times she would steal a bit of metal from wherever she could find it, be it scraps from the junk yards or sneaking it in smaller forms to take back to her home and begin some of the making of “Ambiance” though still often making modifications for his system. Some things she found she could compress in design for better efficiency as well as saving space to keep his overall design in a more sleek manner. Still there had to be allowances for changes so that in the midst of battle, after making any possible different modes for him, he could otherwise change readily. Yet she wouldn’t allow this project to detract her from normal practices over her arcane magiks, occasionally cursing schoolmates for small practice, while at home she would continue to try and figure out how to use it properly. Nothing worked as it would fizzle out or cause accidents and she found she couldn’t seem to concentrate it into an otherwise truly usable form. Even trying to use a broomstick, as a medium, well just the handle part, didn’t seem to work and neither did a simple wrench as it exploded from the sudden onslaught of her energy.

Regardless of these setbacks she continued with her work, getting a lot of the groundwork done for Ambiance in her backyard shack while also leaving sparks all over the place due to some magical “accidents.” The armor though for Ambiance was enhanced through whatever she used to form her magical energy, forming it into something that could withstand many different onslaughts from human weaponry. Completing the final part; the head, she was still at a loss as to what to do with him as powering him up solely by her own means would be far too exhausting despite her large and bountiful reservoirs of it.

[Ambiance - the True Adaptable AI]

During the day of completion, not long afterwards there was an audible explosion and she threw open the door of the shack to see her otherwise destroyed home, a beast flying above and grinning down menacingly. In front of her, appearing rather bloodied and more than obviously set for (his second) death was a man in black robes, glaring up at the ‘demonic’ thing. A sword clenched in his hand, blood dripping down it from his blade, he looked back and cursed. There had to be a way to win or it would likely devour this girl’s soul as well. It was obvious he wouldn’t last much longer though…unless. Yes, this was exactly what she needed for the most truest of all AI systems: the actual SOUL of someone. Using her technopathy she brought forth Ambiance’s fully formed body out of the shack, offering the man to be “reborn” yet again within her creation and to give birth to its system. Grinning wickedly he agreed, seeing as all he had left was his already waning energy, and could otherwise convert his body into more energy. Seeing as otherwise he was doomed, he let himself fade and be absorbed by the mechanical beast.

Now online, the beast immediately set in its booster system, flying up to meet the hollow, while Fallon studied his otherwise left behind zanpaktou. The metal felt very special, and could absorb some of her own energies: something most objects failed in. Using her technopathy, which allowed the transformation of metals into objects her mind could design depending how well she conceptualized (often why she drew things out first) it transformed into a dual pair of pistols, which she then pored in energy in to create two blades at the barrel’s ends. Further concentrating energy into them, she raised them, and just as Ambiance managed, to hold the hollow pinned to the ground in front of her, she grinned and fired a single shot. The hollow then burst as its own mask was thusly shattered. She made little makeshift graves for the deceased family of hers, but soon left on Ambiance to otherwise travel the world, and find excitement wherever she may find it. Currently her favorite locations are within Scotland, England, large cities of America, and some parts of Japan (though that being where her family died is subject to short visits at times).


RP Sample:

Wind attempted to slice at the bare skin but found striking a second too late. Off, off into the distance she flew. Those who rode planes knew not of what their speeds were, calmly sitting in a shacking box, well they lost out. She wouldn’t trade their not only costly, but lame flight experience for this whatsoever. Over the green hills she flew, far beyond those fuzzy highland cows, the occasional sheep meeping at the bit of a sonic boom she left in her wake. Let the wool fly for all she cared, though she still loved the silly little buggers.

Beyond another brewery of scotch she flew, wicked grin permanently etched in place and goggles properly in place. Hair whipped about her face, slicing at the wind in retaliation as her long and clothed hair tailed behind them. Hands held firmly onto the base of the boosters, metallic wings firing off the energy though she felt nothing from it, not a burn. There was a bit of a locking mechanism using her energy to attach to his, also connecting firmly to her legs, and a bit less on her midsection need she be ejected for whatever purpose. Unable to help it she kept her head a bit over Ambiance’s so that she could see the onrushing scenery. Trees whizzed by, scarce by they in this region. A large bundle of boulders watched them go. Behind her his spiked tail laid dangerously still, though if anything should touch but a second they would find a large seam rip due to the sheer force of the speeds.

Though at times she missed them, she was sure she could never enjoy this knowing she had a curfew to return to, or if her parents found out the dangerous stunts she pulled off in life. Oh no, Ambiance would surely be locked up someplace out of reach and as such would sadden her. She did send up a silent prayer for them before increasing Ambiance’s speed just a bit higher. This was not just a joy ride, oh no. Recently she’d fought someone who’d shown great prowess in speed type abilities and as thus he’d gained a booster effect finally. She’d built one in, but it still sort of needed to be “learned” and she knew it could increase to the point where she would simply be somewhere without a moment’s thought. The mere idea excited her greatly.

Continue on they two did, through the vast green and lush plains of Scotland, and possibly onto England or perhaps even Wales for how fast she was moving. Who cared so long as she ended up somewhere eventually?