Deus Ex Machina: The Xenogears Tale
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PERSONA SHEET
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     Player Information
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Name or Alias: Arcana (Irwin Kwan)
Age (optional): 
Sex: Male
E-mail address: kkwan@globalserve.net
ICQ/AIM/Yahoo! Pager/etc. (if applicable):
2144277/arcana_txm/arcana_txm


     Character Information
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-Name: She doesn't know, nor does she really care, but Myaru gave her
     the name "Irina".
-Age: Has the body of a mature teenager; roughly around 16-17 years
     old.  She is suspected, in actuality, to be over 4000.
-Sex: Female

-Occupation(s): Solaris Gear Pilot Trainee.

-Substitutes which Xenogears Character? (if applicable): Emeralda

-Birthdate: Unknown; thought to be sometime during the Zeboim era.
-Height: 5'4"
-Weight: 104 lbs.
-Eyes (colour and shape): Narrow, dark-hazel eyes that sparkle in the
     light like bright diamonds.  Her eyelashes are thick and rich
     and appear almost black.  The eyes are slightly upturned at the
     outside corners.  The eyes are not wide, but they seem to be
     large enough to portray an air of sadness and grief.  Her
     eyelids do not have a fold in them.  However, when she is in a
     new, unfamilar place, they widen out and glow like a child's
     eyes when they see their new bike.
-Build: Thin and narrow.  She appears very lankey and looks like she
     is underfed.  Her arms and her legs are very shapely and
     defined, but her ribcage is easily seen because she is frail. 
     She has a petite chest and a narrow waist.  On the average, she
     looks like she would crumple if she tried to carry a sack of
     flour.  However, contrary to this frail appearance, she is
     actually quite strong and powerful.
-Complexion: Tanned.  She seems to temporarily acquire numerous scars
     and scrapes, usually on her knees, shins, and elbows, but these
     go away with time.  Her skin in the summer is bronzed, and in
     the winter it is slightly lighter.  Her skin, for the most
     part, is smooth, but her hands and arms tend to be dry and
     chafed.
-Facial Features: Her eyes are narrow and small.  Her lower facial
     features are rather close together (the nose, mouth, and chin). 
     Her chin is narrow, and virtually flat.  The cheekbones are
     high and she has dimples when she smiles.  Her nose is rounded
     and rather flat.  Her eyebrows are thin and bronze, like her
     hair.
-Identifying Marks: None, unless you count her actions... her actions
     are usually so eccentric and odd that she stands out anywhere
     she goes.  Her appearance, with tanned skin and bronze hair,
     combined with her child-like eagerness to learn new things,
     does not usually rub off easily on people.
-Hair (colour and style): Thick, bronze hair that reaches past her
     waist.  When she can, she tries to groom it but it is often
     left unbrushed and therefore looks tattered and frizzy.  Yet,
     it seems to remain very soft.  Her hair is slightly curly at
     the ends.  If she can, she tries to get it cut short because it
     tends to get in her way a lot.
-Voice: She does not speak the Ignasian tongue, rather, she speaks
     an old form of Zebonese.  The language emphasizes the vowels
     with high notes, making her seem like she is speaking some sort
     of baby talk.  Irina's voice goes from a various range of highs
     to lows: from squeals and chirps of laughter, to low grunts.

-Dress/Attire: She wears what she can find, which is usually rags. 
     She has a red scarf that covers her hair and her face, in
     addition to stained, dirty travelling leathers that are patched
     up in numerous places.  She doesn't care for the appearance or
     decoration of her clothes... she wears whatever works.  At the
     moment, she wears bucksin trousers, a leather tunic, and a
     cape.
-Jewelry (if any): None, unless you count the silicone wafer that she
     picked up and plays with like a toy.
-Weapons/Tools (if any): A small knife and a recently-acquired short
     bow.  Occasionally, she acquires throwing spears, short bows,
     and rifles from other people to use as hunting weapons.  With a
     hunting rifle, she is a decent shot, even though she has no
     formal training.  She also has a large canvas backpack with a
     pack-frame used to carry whatever it is that she swipes.  She
     also has a modern, hand-operated can opener.
-Armour (if any): Nothing designed to protect against guns, blades,
     or magic.

-Personality:
     Quiet and passive.  She does not know her name and simply
accepts the names that other people give her.  The names have ranged
from "Vanessa" (after a farmer's deceased daughter) to "Ruby" (for
her bronze-reddish hair) to "Zeiaya".  She is very docile and seems
to be unable to fight, or even to comprehend fighting.  She rarely
speaks and accepts what is presented to her in life.  Her gaze is
shifty and, at first glance, it looks that she does not want to trust
anyone.
     She likes things that make her happy and feel pleasure. 
Usually, this comes in the form of eating.  She is used to a life of
no responsibility or commitment, and avoids any long relationships
because they make her feel uncomfortable.  She also has a thirst for
exploring new places and experiencing new things.
     She is extremely curious about her surroundings and likes to
experience everything she can; local customs and proper manners are
entirely alien to her; she does what she wants to do, with little
care for how it affects others.  Her mind seems to be very carefree
and things from the past do not seem to bother her.  Although she is
often lost, she seems to find a way out doing whatever means she can. 
She appears to have no morals or beliefs, except for one: self-
preservation.  She will do anything as long as she is kept alive.
     Although she dislikes responsibility, she will work and do as
she is told as long as she can feel the immediate rewards.  She does
not like doing tasks such as taking out the garbage a few days in
advance or milking cows ahead of time.  She does tasks out of
neccessity, and works most efficiently if she can see what the
effects of her actions are.  As a result of this need, she tends to
be a good cook, for cooking gives immediate (and often favourable)
reactions from guests and her own stomach.  She will also hunt if she
can cook the animal and eat it later.  She does not understand the
concept of money, for earning money does not give any immediate
results.  Money, in itself, is useless to her.
     As a result of this course of thinking, she finds no worth in
decorations such as flowers, elaborate clothing, or jewelry.  She is
very prudent and cares only for that which is useful.  She is also a
very short term thinker who never seems to wonder about the
consequences of her actions even in as short of a span as a week.
     Her attitude of working as long as she is rewarded, her
silence, and her simgle-minded instinct gives others the impression
that she is more like an animal than a human, or, if human, that she
is a lot younger in mind than she appears in body.  She herself never
thinks twice about how she lives or what she does; she doesn't
second-guess herself, and rather does what she feels is best for her,
and her self-preservation.
     
-Background and History:
     Only the Bishop that found her, at the end of a tunnel
underneath the Ethos Headquarters, knows the truth... and even then,
it might not be the entire story.

     In the past, approximately three and a half years ago, she
woke, in some sort of laboratory that she cannot recall anymore. 
Someone dressed in white flowing robes led her from a network of
hallways into a building which had an alter and a very high, domed,
painted ceiling.  He eventually took her outside into the open air. 
She wanted to stay outside, but the person with the robes tried to
detain her.  She ran away from him, naked and untrained in the ways
of the world, desperately wanting to explore the new areas and the
new lands.  She never returned.
     From there, she appeared in numerous places, as a wanderer. 
The first place she recalls was a small farming village that grew
corn and wheat, and made bread.  She was found, hungry and suffering
from exposure, by a farmer tending his crops.  He rescued her,
adopted her and tried to care for her as best as he could.  His wife
and children were wary of her, but as she lived in their care, she
proved herself quiet, but a dilligent worker.  She listened to them,
but never spoke a word in return; it was believed that she was mute. 
This girl was found to be a very effective cook, but was unable to
find the patience clean the house or the stables.  The farmer called
her "Vanessa" after his only daughter, who died as an infant.  It was
here where she learned most of her basic instincts, such as the
experience of being rewarded for doing hard work, self-preservation,
and the concepts of hunting.  She found that she loved eating, and
quickly learned to use a can opener.  With the farmer's sons, she
would go hunting; they taught her how to shoot, and she found herself
not to be too shabby at using a hunting rifle (bolt-action, in
specific).  She was satisfied enough with her life to not run away
and explore.  To help satisfy her curiousity, the farmer would take
her to the port town when he would deliver grain to the harbour.
     Two years went by.  One of the middle-class boys, a son of a
merchant from the village took a liking for "Vanessa" and began to
court her.  "Vanessa" found that if she was nice to him, he often
returned her with favours such as chocolate and clothes that kept her
warm.  As time went on, she came to him one night and they made love
in the pastures behind the farmhouse.
     However, the village found out quickly about this, and chased
"Vanessa" away, calling her a dirty whore and a fooey slut.  The
farmer tried to stop them, but found that the people were too
relentless, so he escaped the town with her, gave her money and food,
and left her in the hands of a friend outside of the town's
boundaries, with the intent to visit her often, and hopefully, to
clear her name.
     "Vanessa" did not feel right with these people, though, and
within a few days, she ran away, leaving behind the money (which was
heavy anyway), but suspiciously stealing a backpack, all the jars and
canned food in the pantry, and a can opener.  She wandered around by
herself, living on preserves and canned food until a wagon trader
picked her up.  For a few days, she enjoyed the pleasure of a wagon
ride until they reached the port town.  The trader dropped her off,
unsure of what he should do with her, and disappeared.
     She wandered around town alone and not knowing what to do or
where to go.  She was running out of canned food, but, in this
industrialized city, she did not know where she could harvest grain,
acquire a rifle, or pick fruit.  She was caught stealing a handful of
grain from one of the warehouses that housed shipping goods, and was
promptly jailed for her crimes.  However, the magistrate, getting an
impression of innocence from the young girl, commited her to work on
one of the ships rather than putting her in jail, with the belief
that working would teach her more about the value of other's
property.
     She was assigned to work on a cargo ship, but she was found to
be a very inefficient worker unless awarded with food or drink after
her shift.  Since she was lacking a name (for she never spoke, and
carried no identification), the Captain of the cargo vessel called
her "Ruby" because of her reddish hair.  "Ruby" proved to be very
inexpensive labour, as she worked just as hard as the others in
exchange for nothing but occasional breaks, where she would take in
meat, fruit and alcoholic beverages.
     When the ship sailed across the ocean, it docked momentarily
with the Thames, and the short stop exposed "Ruby" to her first
glimpse of technology.  She was found exploring the electrical and
mechanical devices with the wonder of a child, and had to be wrenched
away from it when it was time to leave again.  From then on, she
sulked and pouted and refused to work for the Captain.  The only way
she would do work was if she was going to be fed, but even this
motive did not make her into the efficient and eager worker she once
was.
     The Captain eagerly dropped "Ruby" off after his voyage across
the sea, giving her money and bidding her farewell.  The place where
she now was was a place of sandy beaches, long coastlines, but the
climate was slightly cooler than where she used to be, in the south.
     She kept herself alive by hunting and fishing, occasionally
running into rangers and fisherman, but eventually, she came across
desolate desert, and, sense of adventure overcoming her common sense,
she walked in.  She was rendered unconscious by the heat in a day. 
When she awoke, she was on a small cot; apparently, she was rescued
by a dark-skinned man with black hair and a thin beard.  When asked
her name, she could not respond, and instead gargled some
incomprehensible language.  Her rescuer  named her "Zeiaya" ("Zie-ay-
ah") according to the syllables that she recited, even if they were
random gibberish.
     The place where she was now as a bright, sunny, lively place
with loud noises and lots of people.  She heard the exchange of
people's chatters often and was utterly fascinated by the different
happenings in the large city.
     As with the others, the rescuer found that "Zeiaya" worked best
when she was given food and shelter in return for her work.  Water
was an extreme gift to her and she enjoyed it a lot, as water seemed
to be rare in the city.  In addition, she also seemed very motivated
when given simple mechanical toys that were used to entertain
children, such as trucks and toy gears.
     One day, when he was taking "Zeiaya" around town, she escaped
his reach and sneaked into one of the Ethos Gear Repair centre. 
"Zeiaya", looking around casually, escaped notice of all of the
repairmen and sneaked into a farm gear that was just newly repaired. 
She walked into the cockpit and began pressing buttons randomly.  Her
actions caused the gear to move enough to damage the part of the
hanger's loading ramp (and its own right arm).  Her rescuer, unable
to pay for the damages, turned "Zeiaya" to the Ethos repairmen.  The
repairmen recognized her description as the girl who was lost three
years ago and attempted to detain her and turn her back to the
Bishop, but she broke into a fit of rage and whirled around madly,
seriously injuring three of the men and dealing minor injuries to
five more.  The stories from the workers was that her hair turned
into spikes and her arms into blades as she fought them, but no one
believed them, not even the Bishop.
     In her fear, she ran away from the men and sneaked aboard one
of the Ethos excavation vehicles as a stowaway.  She was transported
to various gear excavation sites; every time she came across one, she
would jump vehicles to avoid detection (swiping as much unguarded
food as possible in between).  Usually, she would work at night, when
the others were sleeping and only one man was left to guard the
entire area, or during the day's lunch break, where a tanned girl
walking around in dirty clothes toward the food tent did not seem out
of place.
     Once, she swiped a small computer component from one of the
Ethos sites: a small memory card the size of her palm.  It was a
green silicone wafer with two large, black chips built into it and
numerous pins with sliding white pieces that could be pushed over the
pins, or pulled off.  She found this inside a metal crate.
     In total, she went through four excavation sites and five Ethos
transports.  When she realised that they were all the same and that
there was nothing else to do, she departed somewhere in the north,
close to a thick, grassy area surrounded by mountains and forest.  As
she trekked, consuming the dried foods that she brought along with
her, she came across another span of desert, except that this desert
was much smaller than the last one she went through.  Once, she even
saw a big sand cruiser appear in this little stretch of desert, then
disappear from sight.  The concept of a diving cruiser awed her, and
she was tempted to wait for it, but the mountains lulled her instead.
     The mountains were filled with numerous passes that were
dangerous to those who were faint of heart, but generally, it was a
smooth-going path.  Occasionally, it got cold, but she pulled through
it stoically.  Once in a while, she met up with travellers whom she
hiked with for a while.  The pass took five days to traverse.
     On the other side, the first thing that came to her eyes was
the tall, gigantic steeple that pierced the clouds.  Below, there was
a large valley and a lake.  A town was built around the lake, which
surrounded the gigantic steeple like a moat.  As she came closer, she
saw that the building's rooftops were all made of bronze, and that,
surrounding the area, there was lush greenery, including orchirds,
farmland, and forests.  There was something about the area that made
her feel happy inside, and she eagerly hiked toward this city of
beautiful bronze rooftops, thick, green grass, and tall trees.
    She stumbled inside the Cathedral and met up with a nun known as
Sister Marsa, and befriended another one named Sister Amy.  One day,
she was outside wen she was noticed by Myaru, and Myaru deceived the
sisters and brought her to Solaris.
    Once in Solaris, she was being shown around Solaris by Mordon,
but wandered off and nearly killed herself when she climbed into
a gear during a Solaris Training Session and piloted it.  However,
her exceptional recovery confirmed Myaru's suspicions: Irina was
certainly a nanomachine colony.

-Birthplace: Unknown; but now believed to be born in Zeboim.

-Mother: Unknown.  Suspicions lie with Elly Kasim.
-Father: Unknown; thought to be "genetically born" from Kim Kasim.
-Siblings: Unknown.
-Mate: No permanent mate.
-Children: None.
-Other relations: Those who adopted her, such as Sister Amy and
    Sister Marsha.

-Secondary Skills: She is a good shot with a hunting rifle.  She is
     also resourceful, courageous, and brave.  She doesn't seem to
     know any fear.
-Abilities/Disabilities:
     She seems to be able to turn her hair and hands into blades,
according to the Ethos workers.  However, no one else has confirmed
this.  She also seems to be able to go for many days without food,
and without complaining.  She is very sure-footed and steady, in
addition to athletic.
     However, she has absolutely no concept about what morals are,
or how society is built, and therefore tends to get into a lot of
trouble with other people.  She also seems unable to speak the native
language, either, though she appears to understand perfectly.

-Hobbies: Playing with her silicone wafer (especially the jumpers). 
     She also enjoys cooking and hunting, as long as she gets to eat
     afterward.  She will also eat if offered; she will never refuse
     a gift of food.  Besides that, she explores areas unknown to
     her and tries to find as many ways as she can to experience
     various thrills and pleasures.  If she's not doing anything
     like the above, then she sleeps.
-Current residence: The Solaris Capital, Etrenank, upper eschelons
-Current Life Conflicts: Nothing seems to bother her.  She deals with
     nothing in the past, and instead takes life as it hits her.
-Other notes: A good nickname for her might be "The Littlest Hobo".

-Gear name: She has no gear right now, though Mordon and Myaru have
    told her that they would build her one.
-Gear description:

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-How your character acquired the gear: