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# entry iii.

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viii : Some triggers that may be mentioned on this blog includes: Death, mental health, war, and related topics. If anything else comes up, I will update this rule accordingly. Some of my own triggers are: Suicide / Suicidal Ideation (If properly tagged, I am okay) and Incest.ix : DO NOT INTERACT If you write the following disgusting things: Sexual assault of ANY kind, racism, incest, pedophilia, homophobia or transphobia of any kind. It's one thing to have (some of, pedophilia and incest will never be excused) these in a character's backstory, it's something else entirely to actively write it!! If you follow people that write the following, block me. I do not want to see it on my dash at all. If I see you write these, I will hardblock. If I find out you're trying to hide this on a blog but are open about it on another, I will hardblock. If I find out you have a consistent history of some of these behaviors ooc and claim you've changed but haven't, I will hardblock. End of storyAlso DO NOT INTERACT if you are a Zionist. ( No, I am not anti-jewish. ) My Jewish great grandparents lost their family during the holocaust. I am not okay with the current situation in Palestine. No one should lose their families and friends in any capacity. There is never a good reason for the crimes happening.

# entry iv.

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x : I can't believe I need to even put this in my rules, but just to be sure... IF YOU USE ANY FORM OF AI WRITING GENERATOR TO ROLEPLAY WITH, do not interact with my blog. I do not care about your feelings with the generators. it's lazy and takes away from the point of roleplay writing.Edit: I want to add that using ai writing programs to help with writing ( EX: Grammarly ) isn't the issue. It's having the ai write everything FOR you that is my problem.xi : and finally, patience is appreciated more than you may realize. I have lengths of time where I struggle to write from various reasons. while I try my best to be on top of things so people don't have to wait long, sometimes it's impossible to accomplish. i welcome gentle nudges and reminders, as sometimes i genuinely forget, but please don't pester.i also will stress that i am extremely patient about replies, I'm used to having partners with slow activity and never expect anything to be fired back quickly. while it's certainly nice at times, please never feel pressured.xii : discord available to mutuals only .xvi : While I am a fan of the dragon age series, I'm also very critical of it. This doesn't mean that I'm going to be openly talking poorly about it all the time, but I may go on occasional rants about things that bother me. Any criticism is rarely about shitting all over the series needlessly and criticism about how things have been written.

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treasured stars          

   name       Connor Burke
    ephithet       Star child
   age       [Estimated] 35
   birthplace       andromeda galaxy
   pronouns       He/Him (Any/All)
   gender       agender
   orientation       pansexual
   race       human/sykrix

   FAMILY   
Lenox Burke [Father]
Lesi [Thaliean mother]
Onsu [Sykrix birth mother]
( Two unnamed Asari aunts in mass effect au )
   SIBLINGS    [ Verse specific to Mass Effect AU ]
( Older ) Sister: Taedra T'Pesan
( Younger ) Sister: Asel T'Pesan
   relationships    (verse dependent)
Former fiancé, Nyx (his most recent relationship unless plotted)
   Children    none

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   height       185 cm / 6'1"
   weight       weight here
   build       strong
   skin       skin here
   hair color       brown
   hair style       short cut
   eye color       brown
   unique features       ★ Sharp canine teeth that almost look like fangs, giving him away as part skyrix.★ TW body mutilation Severe scarring on his face from a faulty helmet breaking on a job. His left eye has a cataract over it, and he has "very poor" sight in it. A chunk of his the bridge of nose is also missing from the bullet passing. He had minimal surgeries to correct it.★ Skin has natural markings that look like bursts of stardust (something that can vary in visibility on individual sykrix), and are as unique as one's fingerprint.
   other       prosthetics for several fingers

   what if you were born in a different galaxy and surrounded by aliens?    What if you and your father were the only humans you grew up around, and rarely met others of your own species? What if your father lied about strange things about you - your sharp canines would dull with age just as his did. What if you never noticed his dodging of questions you had as a child, only for the truth to make sense after an accident that woke up dormant genes inherited by your mother? The sudden short bursts of rest you could manage - the markings that danced along your skin and even the black tears you suddenly formed. It all marked you as an alien many in the galaxy weren't fond of - the sykrix.Resentment bubbles within you, the rage of something so important hidden from you all your life leaves you cutting off contact with your father for a few planetary cycles while you processed your emotions.You are half sykrix. Your mother wanted you to have a better life with your father - only to be raised around mercenaries and become one yourself. You have a " gramps " that looked after you and your father your whole life, and maintain that relationship.You have been hardened by the life you've lived - yet you love a little too easily when you let your walls down, you find beauty in the stars. You learn to see beauty in many things you never experienced as a child.

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   you are connor burke   , you have a lisp when you try and speak your mother's native language - your vocals not fully equipped for these dialects. you carry a weight of trying to find purpose in between two worlds. You know you'll never quite belong and it eats at you.you fell in love with the stars - another alien shaped by the cosmos. you were willing to make your souls one and had a cat like creature made of the cosmos together.you ruined the one good thing you had for yourself from working too much, only wanting to secure a future together. it was the hardest lesson you've had in this life.

   positive traits       Passionate, Insightful, Principled, Curious, Altruistic
   neutral traints       sentimental, curious, adventurous, open-minded,
   negative traits      Prone to Burn out, Perfectionist, doesn't open up easily, workaholic
   fears      fireworks , doctors , labs , gunfire , asteroid belts ,
   likes       astronomy books, cold weather, trying new foods, exploring new locations, snow, meeting new people
   dislikes       wool textures , hot weather, the sound of Saturn
   Spoken Languages       Thaliean (Fluent, first language), Sykrix (Proficient), Gàidhlig (intermediate), English (barely intermediate, relies on universal translators. learns more around other english speakers as time goes on if given the opportunity)
   mbti / enneagram       INFJ-A
   mental       PTSD , undiagnosed autism
   physical    bad right leg (can have a limp on the bad days), prosthetics for various fingers, physically fit (but closer to the lanky side. Though much more buff in his mass effect verse)

inherited from lineage
Enhanced Strength
enhanced eyesight
enhanced sense of smell
cold resistence
post-accident
enhanced speed
PARTICLEKINESIS

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additional skills
Can predict the weather by sound
Navigate by the stars, given he knows them well enough
Has a strong sense of direction (can't get lost even in completely new places)

brief summary For the longest time, Connor believed he was born to two humans: Lenox and Cara Burke. He'd never met her - had no memories of her, in fact. His father had insisted it was due to her leaving soon after his birth from realising motherhood wasn't for her. For years it hurt, wondering if maybe he wasn't what she expected.. that maybe he wasn't good enough for her and she left to find a better child than him. When he'd expressed these feelings to his father, he was only met with what he later understood was guilt. In truth, he was born to a Sykrix mother - an alien species with a nasty reputation as a predatory species. They were most infamously known for hunting other species for "fun". Word spread quickly, and the more passive minorities tried their best to prove to everyone not all of the species were like this. Though most efforts were in vain, as many eventually gave up trying from burnout of constant guarded and hostile reactions from strangers. Many Sykrix hold more undesirable jobs as freelance mercenaries (and other occupations) due to the bias they don't care what they're doing as long as payments happen. A harmful bias, at that.

Connor's birth mother was one of those minorities, but eventually gave up and left as well; she carries guilt of leaving her son behind, but hoped he might have a better life without her around due to being "human passing". Although his life isn't much better - leaving her son with a man that continues to live as a freelance mercenary himself. Lenox establishes himself with another feminine presenting alien that helps raise him, whom is also in the same occupation. While they both did their best to shield Connor from the worst of it until he's older, it wasn't completely successful.Connor eventually follows in Lenox's footsteps, taking up jobs where he’s able with the group they travelled with. He has many injuries from being “too wet behind the ears” for specific “tasks” they were hired for. The injuries range from plating and metals, to varying finger lengths and prosthetics to help what he's lost. As a result, Connor suffers from chronic pain he speaks little of. It's just "a part of life" that he endures.For most of his life Connor possessed the average abilities of someone in his line of work.That was until an accident in a lab changed things. Suddenly Connor could see through darkness in ways he couldn't explain. His strength had increased. He no longer needed as much sleep as before - even if it never came to him with ease. Worst of all, he had an insatiable need to hunt. Things started making sense - the lies his father told him, the unwillingness to speak of his birth mother. It didn't take much to work out who he was- what he was from his time around other Syrkix. Oh, how the rage that he barely learned to temper bubbled to a boiling point.The only thing that didn't seem to add up he could only assume came from the accident was a new found ability to manipulate particles around him. A seeded a new fear within him: just how dangerous of a man was he now?It caused Connor to drift apart from his father for amount of time he could only describe as "a few earth years" in his best estimate. He ran with shadier crowds - knowing they wouldn't give a shit about him or where he came from as long as he delivered on the jobs. His powers added a wild card of chaos that gave them an edge. None the less, he had a many times where some considered killing him after for the extra money - but that came with the territory.

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# Greenhorn merc

Fresh into the company and eager to prove himself. Albeit Connor grew up around most of these men, they never allowed him to join in on jobs; It was far too dangerous for such an inexperienced youngster. They took him on easy ones to start him off - his gramps and father advocating for what was well within his skill level. He's yet to realize he's Sykrix here - only assuming things about him are normal with humans. His teeth - his senses being enhanced. There's life filled within this young man, wanting nothing more that to show a willingness to earn his place in the galaxy.( There will be absolutely no shipping in this verse, as he's either far too young for it to be appropriate, or he's with his bondmate Nyx. )

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# Better beginnings

There's wear and tear in the way Connor holds himself. Experience weighs heavily on his heart and aches in his bones. A lab accident changed who he was - awakened things sleeping deep within him - gave him powers that made him terrified to touch the world around him. Anger has consumed him, making him wish he could turn back time and never enter that lab to steal the worthless "package" a client paid them for. He drifts between jobs with strangers, until he nearly dies one final time. Cosmic sprites transported him to safety in a rare act of mercy, and he took it as a sign to change the course of his life. He's either still in Andromeda, or tries to disappear for a quieter life ahead of him.

.    .    .    It's quicker & easier to eat your young

# biotic vanguard

First generation spacer, born to Lenox Burke and (an unnamed mother) adopted by Shiara T'Pesan. Connor is an L2 Biotic vanguard with a special interest in alien politics due to his grandmother being a political matriarch, and his father's C-Sec partner being a Turian. (Whom at times, Connor refers to as "uncle sully"). He tries to use his voice to spread awareness and crush misconceptions of aliens among his own species, advocating for equality across the board whether a species is registered with the citadel council or not.While Lenox has done what he can to teach him about earth and human culture, Connor favors Thessia's history and asari culture more.

# Merman

A half meman marine that stepped away from his original career with the world government. He never voices why he chose to leave to friends made during his service, but his faith was shattered. Connor now takes odd jobs, bordering between bounty hunter and mercenary, albeit he ( lies ) prefers to identify with the latter. Despite how he makes his money. he prefers to be a voice for equality for the mer and fish-folk, having been raised to understand the hardship of his and his mother's people

.    .    .    your heart is strong / back made of gold

.    .    .    LIKE THE CEILING CAN'T HOLD US !!

# The Noble

Vorn'malag, a half-drow, raised in nobility with his human father after his mother showed disinterest in another son. An Eldrich knight seeking knowledge of the world, while attempting to mirror the good in his father.

# cyar'ika cabur

( No association with children of the watch )A foundling raised within a family unit, Corr's only memory he recalls of his childhood is his name. His first memory is of a mandalorian taking him in, speaking mando'a gently to a tearful youngling. As an adult, he earns a living bounty hunting and tries to keep himself out of too much trouble.

.    .    .    I'm going all the way , I'm going , my blood is rebel .

.    .    .    There will come a soldier who carries a mighty sword

# Mage Ally

Connor of Starkhaven. Little is known of the man beyond that ; born in 9:11 Dragon to Lenox, a solider of the free marches. His mother, Brídin, comes from a long line of mages with a spirit attached to her bloodline. Albeit Connor holds no traces of magic,
they have watched over him just as every generation before. He knows little of the spirit, only that they protect him as best as possible - and because the spirit has always presented themselves in the form of an older woman, Connor has affectionately referred to them as "nana". (especially after their insistence he needs to produce a child to continue the family line. )Connor is a supporter of mages, and agnostic. But not as open to worshipping the chant of light.

# Grey warden

The animal loving, gives too much of himself with a heart that believes in second chances. A mage escaping the chances of being trapped in the circle found his way into the grey wardens. It was a chance to find purpose. A purpose he found - protecting people from the blight.Connor is an evoker, and by default romanced Emmrich in his playthough, albeit it's not set in stone. Plots are available if chemistry works. Minrathos was saved, and he leans on redemption for Solas only because of Emmrich. He intended to use a bait and switch beforehand.

.    .    .    & I'm too damn young to give up on the night .

.    .    .    a love of the stars , a camera & and a dream

# astrophilia

A young man born with some financial privilege, yet aware of his upbringing. His step mother, while not a politician herself, comes from such a family. One that spreads it around to it's kin, ensuring one doesn't end up in a more destitute situation. He's more than aware more of it was born of vanity of appearance than genuinely caring for one another. Despite this, he worked his own way through college, wanting to be an astrophotographer more than anything else. Documenting the stars became a passion from a young age - and soon after, the ability to share his world through a lens. Connor travels the world, taking photographs of the galaxy above them, ensuring it's accessible to everyone.(Connor lacks his half alien lineage or powers in this verse).