#artificialsynthesis

[whyamisweaty]

Switcheroo? Switcheroo.

Upon fleeing the lab in which they were created and nearly destroyed, Seraphim hides out in a town of relative safety where few people question their unusual appearance or sudden arrival into the town. They have no home to speak of, quite possibly taking shelter in McGucket's shack in the dump. He's probably one of the few people in Gravity Falls that knows anything about their past, and lucky for them, now that the old man's regaining his memories, he's a great deal of help in keeping the Hymn functional.

[opticallyenhanced]

[Switcheroo]

File - Project Ascension

Project Ascension is a collaborative project between Sankaku and Plastech to create a new generation of Computer AI, one capable of decision making on par of a human. The first of this project, Seraphim is an AI that carries a similar AI to that of Incognita. However, unlike Incognita, who is primarily housed in a mainframe, Seraphim is placed instead inside a robotic body. A testament of both the advancement of cybernetics and AI, Sankaku and Plastech view Seraphim as the groundwork for greater projects. Little else is known about Seraphim itself, but reports last indicate it being housed in an undisclosed location for the safety of the project.

[freelancechameleon]

Switcheroo

Send me "Switcheroo!" and I'll redesign your muse as if they were from my muse's universe

Well, suddenly I wish I was RPing an FE6-7 character, because Seraphim would fit pretty well as a sentient War Dragon.

Working with Archanea, tho', I'm going with a Mage Dragon from Pyrathi. Somehow finding themself exiled, Seraphim wandered the continent.

Somewhere down the line, he drifted to Khadein after hearing that the city of magic had been founded by one of the Divine Dragon tribe. Deciding to stay, even after learning that Gotoh, the aforementioned Divine Dragon, had disappeared years previous, Seraphim started learning Thunder Magic, aided by his species' natural inclination toward thaumaturgy, and even began to form friendships with the teachers and other students there.

Such peace was not to last, however, and not much later Gharnef began his coup. Though Seraphim and many others tried to fight back, eventually all resistance was overrun. Seraphim was forced to flee, bringing with him only a weak and unstable tome of his own devising.

Seraphim again wandered the continent for a few years. After the events that transpired in Khadein and the deaths of many of his friends, he became closed off and wary, not helped at all by the natural lack of emotion held by the Mage Dragon tribe. He had as little contact with humans as possible, though he still welcomed the company of the few manaketes he met in his travels.

When Gharnef had been slain and Khadein freed by the Archanean League, Seraphim did not return, instead choosing to travel to what remained of Dolhr after the War of Shadows.

Two years later, this was where he encountered the Altean Army on their way to the Dragon's Altar. Resolving to join them, Seraphim used his draconic powers and magic to aid them in their effort to prevent Medeus from breaking the seal on the Earth Dragons, which would bring wrack and ruin upon the world.

After Medeus had been slain this third and final time, Seraphim traveled to Altea to finish his education in magic under the tutelage of the newly-appointed Archsage: Gotoh.

[nick-the-courier-blog]

Seraphim is 6'1" sup short people

(Nick left, Seraphim right.)

[exilemayor]

♟ -- artificial hearts

artificialsynthesis

From his perch, WV looks down at the crowd passing by underneath. By no means a climber, he still has summed up the courage to take that step. It is, in some ways, better to be at such an advantageous position. He's small and easily jostled by the crowd, and from this position, is able to observe the strange creatures from a distance.

One such creature appears fairly human--albeit odd colored--from a distance. The coloration itself is an oddity to him, bringing his fingers to wrap tightly against the railing of the balcony he perches on. The front half of his body leans forward and slightly downwards, ivory stare zeroing in on the oddity.

A smile tugs on his face as, upon closer inspection, he notices the lack of humanity up close. A hand, completely unabashed in nature, reaches down to touch the hair of the non-human entity. Forgetting his manners completely, the exile continues to lean downwards, his curiosity stretched as far as it could be. He is so intrigued that he practically loses his footing on the balcony. In an instant, WV careens over, and would possibly knock into the non-human with his fall.

“…Urgh…”