Z1R-C0N

GENERAL INFORMATION

NAME - Z1R-C0N, Android IV of series MV-C0N.3
ALIASES - Zircon, isn't it nice to be named after a sparkling gem?
AGE - Twenty three
GENDER - Female

SPECIES - Android => Cyborg

CORE TRAITS
>> OVERDRIVE - All momentum effects have their requisite cost reduced by 1. Does not include Sparkings or Max Power.
>> LOCKED AND LOADED - You may use one 30% offensive attack technique and one 30% defensive barrier technique for free, once per thread each. These cannot have their power boosted in any way.

OPTIONAL TRAIT
>> ENDLESS ENERGY CORE - Once per thread, you can damage yourself to regain momentum. Every 1 point of Momentum gained deals 5% damage. You cannot spend MP until you have finished gaining MP through this trait.

GENERAL TRAITS
>> RAW TALENT - Twice per thread, when using a Non-Heavy Standard Technique, you may gain an additional 1 MP.
>> AVENGER - Once per thread, upon the defeat of an ally, you regain all your momentum. For your next three posts, all momentum effects are boosted as follows:

Power Boost - Additional +10%
Transformation Boost - Gain an additional +x1 per 150k base PL, starting at 0. Caps at +x3.
Ki Boost - Subtract an additional -1 KP from cost.

If a Companion is defeated and their base PL is not within 50% of your base PL, Avenger is not triggered. Guardians are exempt from this.

STARTING PLANET - Space
HOME REGION - No place to call her own, no place to call her home. (To be changed.)

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CHARACTER DESCRIPTIONS

APPEARANCE

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Both avatar and picture here were made by yours truly~

All in all, Zircon is considered a beauty. A femme fatale with an enchanting but dark and hostile aura. She's easily spotted among the crowd - a lion-like mane of thick, long curls is her most distinguishing mark. Hair in the color of blood falls past her waist, shining, smooth, and well-maintained. Zircon takes good care of her appearance and it shows, with her locks being her pride. Distinct features of her face aren't easy to miss either. A pair of sharp, piercing silver eyes adorned with black eyelashes, a small nose, full lips with a mole under the left corner, evenly arched eyebrows, mocking smirk. She's not a stranger to makeup or nail polish, preferring elegant silver jewelry that matches her looks. Her taste in refined black clothing is fueled by her devotion to the gothic aesthetic - and she uses it to the fullest with her corsets, high-heeled boots, fishnets, lace, leather, and studs. It's also very practical as it's hard to see bloodstains on black fabric - even if she doesn't mind splatters of red all over her.

The air around her screams attitude. Her height is only an illusion - Zircon is barely 5'4 tall, making up for it with her love for high-heeled shoes that elevate her to 5'8 - and even if she's on the shorter side, she's still looking down on everybody. Unfortunately for others, she carries herself with contempt, sarcasm, and sophisticated savagery, while also simply enjoying being a woman. She's very curvy, with an alluring hourglass figure, knowing how to move and what to wear to emphasize her feminity. Yet, the most inhuman feature of this android is her white, bleached skin. Not pale, not fair, she's white as porcelain with grey metallic lines embedded in her body, marking the places where she was taken apart. When it comes to her build, despite her curves she possesses an uncanny balance that gives her every movement grace and confidence. Her physique might be delicate in a way but she doesn't need many muscles to dismember a person - though being fit always helps. Not many expect a defenseless lady to bite back... And none expects her to dig her nails into one's heart.

BACKGROUND
Around ten years ago a certain man was hired by a peculiar, shady organization as a low-class researcher. A typical human took a job on his home planet, Earth, there wasn't anything strange about that. Association was so secretive, that their name, morals, and goals were shrouded in mystery for many years. The man worked diligently, quickly rising in ranks, and thanks to that he could provide for his family, gaining respect and trust from his supervisors. There was just one thing they didn't know about him...

That man was a spy.

Tasked with gathering intel on any suspicious activity, for years he was sending vital data to government officials. It was a matter of international safety, it was a work for the greater good. He was right for the job but he wasn't perfect - unknowingly to him the organization he was infiltrating started to notice the oddity in his behavior and once it was proven that this man was a traitor, it was the end. Alongside his family, he was captured and hidden in the most obscure laboratories in the headquarters. To make sure to set the example and avoid similar situations in the future, there wasn't a soul spared. The distant family, uncles, aunts, siblings, they all were taken in... And killing them just like that would be a waste of material that could be remade into something better. Something... Flawless.

Not everyone survived the experiments. After all, the creation of an android using a human base isn't the easiest project. Those who made it had their memory wiped clean and new programming installed. They were now strangers, knowing nothing about their unjust past, cruel future, or the fact that their relatives were walking by them in the office's corridor. With their new identities, they were tasked with various assignments and chores around the headquarters, starting with paperwork and ending with assassinations.

Z1R-C0N was created this way. Who she was - the daughter, sister, niece, grandchild - it didn't matter. The only thing important was that the teenage girl was successfully remade into an android. They cut her flesh open putting wires between her blood vessels. Operated on her innards to enhance their functions, replacing organic parts with synthetic ones. They cracked open her skull to implant futuristic chips inside her brain and installed a pump that distributed a special black solution through her modified body, creating a second heartbeat. They improved her bones with metal, and they changed anything and everything they could, creating a perfect android... And with her pretty face, they decided that she'd be the ideal assassin. Seductive to make people lower their guard, with a small frame to avoid suspicion, and finally, deadly with her newly created strength. That's how a fifteen-year-old android girl started her rigorous training at shady headquarters, learning how to kill people.

Soon it was clear that something was wrong. Zircon was a violent soul, mercilessly attacking her opponents and slaughtering them to get a taste of blood. She was amazing at her work, quickly mastering the craft of taking the target's life... But her character was becoming troubling with her outburst of unprovoked anger, petty mockery, and threatening attitude. Left unattended she would wreak havoc in the area unless instructed otherwise. She battered workers with a chair, killed people with her hands, stomped on important papers, damaged equipment, and was trying to actively find every creative way around the direct orders to make it hard for everyone around her.

Because she was aware.

Zircon might have not remembered her past - all she knew was that something didn't work right with the programming they had installed in her brain. Maybe there was an error or a bug or... Whatever. She was aware of everything. The obedience and loyalty towards the unnamed organization weren't something that she chose, it was forced on her. The future was already planned for her, her tasks assigned without her agreement - because she was just an android. She was meant to be compliant. To be a slave. She never took their words as a suggestion or pleasant guidance, no - it was an order. An absolute order. And Zircon hated being ordered around. Whatever they said, she had to follow even if every inch of her being was screaming that she opposed them. Her mouth was sealed about the cruel brainwashing practice but she was aware of everything. Of being a puppet like any other android created by those lunatics...

Oh, that made her so bitter and resentful that she was cursing them every waking hour. The hatred was seething in her core. It also was the very same reason why her temper grew only fiercer with time, why she took a liking to blood, and why whenever she could, she tried to make it hard for her supervisors. A girl needs to regulate her emotions healthily, right? Well, it wasn't the healthiest way but it was effective and did wonders. Maybe if she'd get lucky, she would do decent damage to that damned organization... All this pent-up anger, hate, and hopelessness about her situation were also used to kill people. Zircon found something satisfying within the brilliant crimson ichor. It made her feel better to vent this way, the world seemed less awful. There was no meaning to a life of slavery - the one she was sentenced to - so why not have some fun? Too bad that her definition of fun was classified as a crime by everyone else but whatever. Not like the organization owning her would let their best assassin get caught so easily so to spite them, Zircon was being risky, she was being chaotic, fickle, and unjust. The whole wide world could go fu*k itself in her opinion - she hated everything and everyone, period.

The supervisors found that part of her charming. They didn't try to fix her attitude or killing tendencies, seeing her as not only an assassin but a perfect person to threaten others. To send a message. To remind them what they could do to others behind the shadows... Well, the low-ranking personnel had to deal with her tantrums so the higher-ups didn't exactly care.

As the years passed they added more improvements to Zircon's body, helping her polish her skills and learn new crafts. She was excellent at her work even if the clean-up was difficult. They even gave her a substitute for freedom which was like salt rubbed into an open wound. She could go whenever she pleased, having enough money to live comfortably and buy whatever she would ever want or need. Like a regular human, huh... She was allowed to settle down, have a family, friends, and a mundane daily life. There wasn't anything against her getting another work, acting as a civilian if she'd only want to. In a way maybe it was some twisted mercy in their eyes - but at the same time, they loved to remind her that one word from the supervisors would end her family's life - with her own hands as a killing weapon.

They still had her on a very short leash, being able to call her and order her around anytime they wanted.

That is - until a couple of days ago she was called to Earth, into an obscure location where the organization's scientists resided. They were to install another enhanced microprocessor into her core. Zircon appeared, as always, marking her path with the blood but obediently let herself be cut open once more, so they could perform every type of experiment on her body... She woke up soon after, to undergo some control tests but the world seemed different.

The woman didn't know what they did. What was this hellish thing they put in her brain, what was their reason, was it done deliberately or by accident? No way they would do it willingly, it must have been another bug, some type of malfunction, an error. Zircon seemed to attract those things. Whatever. The point was, that she only cared about what happened - this protocol had overwritten her programming. Even the last resort overdriving sequence stopped working, there were no ties, no bounds, nothing... Unaware of that, they told her to sit down, and she did not feel the urge to obey. Not at all.

That's when she started laughing with tears of relief and happiness filling her eyes and a beautifully cruel smile appeared on her pale lips. Zircon slaughtered them all without mercy, as the supervisors watched from the screens how she sliced apart their best scientists. They yelled orders, started threatening her, then making deals and at last pleading... She wasn't listening. Zircon cut out the tracking chip from her own spine and crushed it under the heel of her boot.

For the first time feeling free, she left that wretched hideout, she left Earth not wanting to look back... But for the organization that created her, she was too valuable to lose. Minutes after the door closed behind Zircon, dozens of mercenaries and androids were on her tail, ordered to catch her and bring her alive to headquarters. And if they were to succeed, that would mean only one thing - it would be this hell all over again. She couldn't allow that, could she?

She fled the blue planet, looking for a safe place somewhere in the universe but wherever she went, she was always followed. A runaway android, all alone in this world - it sounded almost poetic in this wretched reality if it only wasn't her new daily occurrence. She loathed it. Freedom couldn't sweeten the bitterness of her life, she hated everyone and everything. It looked like her life was going turn into an endless chase, with enemies at every corner.

And people sometimes wonder why Zircon has so many issues.

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COMBAT INFORMATION
TECHNIQUES

Medium Offensive Technique || Razoredge Wires
Zircon's signature move. She's able to create a long, thin, metallic-like thread out of her energy. In fact, there are ten of them. Each wire is connected to the tip of her fingernail and she uses them as she sees fit. They are razor sharp, flexible, and deadly, cutting through solid matter with ease - and she's a master at utilizing them in a fight.
Power - 60%
KP Cost - 4 KP
Variants - Bleed

Light Offensive Technique || Bombard Kicks
Her pretty legs aren't only for show, no. This android is quite a gymnast and can easily attack with a series of three high kicks, each of them having an impact as strong as a cannonball. And the fact that Zircon wears only high-heeled boots with iron soles only adds to the damage.
Power - 20%
KP Cost - 1 KP
Variants - N/A

Light Defense Technique || String Block
To protect herself, Zircon stands in a defensive position with her arms crossed. With her energy focused and channeled through strings, her metallic threads are wrapping around her silhouette, rotating like lightning. With this enhancement, she's able to withstand minor attacks without a scratch.
Power - 40%
KP Cost - 2 KP
Variants - N/A

Heavy Sparking Defense Technique|| Electromagnetic Heat
With the power in her body running high, black blood boiling, and her core overheating in her chest, Zircon can create a massive energy field. The enhancement in her body allows her to generate waves of electromagnetic pulses strong enough to create a sizzling mass of air that's able to block incoming attacks or even reflect them with the force of an explosion.
Power - 90%
KP Cost - 4 KP
Variants - Reflective+

Utility Technique || Energy Detection
It's hard to tell if this ability was installed by the mysterious organization or if Zircon developed it on her own. She can pick up any signature in the area, describing the power level of those nearby with cold calculations to deem them worthy of her attention or not.

Utility Technique || Pheromone Program
Several special chips were placed inside her brain to control the level of pheromones in Zircon's body. The level of those is... High. That means, despite her fickle nature and unpleasant behavior there's a very peculiar allure about her. It makes her more appealing in the eyes of anyone who is attracted to female charms. (This Technique is always active without Zircon's control. Characters are free to choose if they are affected by this Technique or not.)

ADDITIONAL NOTES
Transformation Names, are as follow:
Augmented Menace x5 | Starter Transformation
Blackblood Core x15 | 100,000 PL
Whimsical Purpose x22 | 150,000 PL
Automatized Terror x32 | 250,000 PL
Cyborg of Perfect Tomorrow x42 | 350,000 PL

STARTING LOADOUT - 24,000 PL, 2,000 Zeni.