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[morganknight]

PLAYER INFORMATION
Alias: Dragon
Preferred Personal Pronoun: He
Age: 31
Contact Info: AIM: Dragon of Anger, plurk: dragonoflife, email: dragonslj@gmail.com
Current Characters In-game: Rainbow Dash
Reserved?: No
Reason for Playing: Morgan needs a new home, and I'm interested to see how he does in the fairly light and friendly atmosphere of the game so far.

CHARACTER INFORMATION
Name: Morgan Knight
Canon: Mage: the Ascension OC
Character Type: Fandom OC?
Age: 24
Gender: Male
Species: Human
Appearance: Morgan is 6'2; waist-length black hair, green eyes, and incredibly physically fit. His skin is very pale, and he tends to wear all black.

Canon Point: N/A

Background:

Morgan and his twin sister Andrea were born in 2004 to Maureen and Andrew "Insane Rampaging Bulletstorm" Knight; the former a Euthanatos mage, the latter a medium ranking werewolf (Adren Glass Walker Ahroun). Despite being parents, both Knights still had duties and no desire to shirk them; consequently, a few years later, a massive ambush by the local fomori population lead to their unheralded deaths.

Disposition of the children fell to one Siryn Valkonan, longtime family friend and mother of Stephen Valkonan. Her first and foremost concern was to get the children out of danger; the Knight name was well-known to many of the Garou's supernatural opposition, who would have gone to great lengths to seize and destroy or corrupt a werewolf cub. Andrea was that cub; Siryn sent her to be raised amongst the Garou where she would be safe. And to ensure Morgan could not be captured and used against her, or his Kinfolk blood exploited, she pulled a few strings with her martial arts mentor and had the baby sent to what amounted to a boarding school in the mountains of Colorado. To all outward appearances, it was sort of a 'theme' school, for troubled children or those kids whose parents wanted them to grow up in that particularly structured environment. It emphasized discipline, strength of body and mind, and martial arts. Beneath its surface, of course, it was run by the Mage Tradition called the Akashic Brotherhood.

Morgan grew up healthy, strong, a decent student, and a very competent martial artist. The teachers at the school made no pretense of being parents, and offered no filial love, but Morgan worked hard for their praise and respect as a substitute. After the first few years, the wishy-washy or those who simply didn't fit had washed out, and the remaining children of his level solidified into a fairly tight-knit group. One unintended side-effect of this was that dating opportunities were thin on the ground, when one looked at the girls one knew as closer to siblings than anything.

During one spring break shortly before graduation, the school came under brief attack by a scouting party of evil mages known as Nephandi (or rather, it hadn't been intended as an attack, but it turned into one as soon as the Akashics put together just who had attempted to blithely enter their temple and investigate under innocuous disguises). In the middle of the fray, Morgan was ushered into the basement -- where the hidden vaults had been left open after one of the senior monks had taken something from them. Eager to help with the fighting, Morgan picked up a rather fancy-looking weapon -- and abruptly found himself bound to it, body and soul. The traumatic binding experience shattered the already somewhat-fragile barriers that protect the human mind from understanding the true nature of reality, and he Awakened as a mage.

Worse off, the weapon in question was the Tradition Blade of another Tradition entirely, the Celestial Chorus. They immediately demanded the weapon back, but the Akashic Brotherhood, after inducting Morgan into its ranks, elected to take the long view and indicated that it not only had no way to forcibly separate Morgan and the sword, but would not do so even if it could.

Morgan graduated at 17, and at that time was finally told about the inheritance and legacy of his family waiting for him back in Pittsburgh. He returned there to claim it, and abruptly found out that, like his father before him... he was now a multibillionaire. The Knight holdings stretched across a vast swatch of American business, and his personal fortune had him set for life. More intimidated by this turn of events than anything - he had lived quite frugally, and quite happily, for years at the school, after all -- Morgan did not go on the spending spree and debauchery one might expect from a suddenly-wealthy teenager, except in one respect. He commissioned the world's most awesome car.

As a consequence, Morgan met Stephen Valkonan. Much drag-racing ensued between his Ferrari Infinity and Stephen's car, Black Sunshine.

And yet Earth, as a whole, intimidated him. The world outside of the school was massive, and he had become an instant celebrity in it, as the handsome rich with a dramatic past are wont to do. It was then that he and Stephen had the idea to follow up a legacy of the Valkonan family, and chased down what they understood to be a portal to a High Umbral Realm.

It turned out to be another world, a cosmic nexus where people and creatures of all kinds clashed. Intrigued, they kept coming back; Morgan was particularly fascinated by a world where he could introduce himself as just another guy, not rich or special or hunted by the Celestial Chorus.

...He failed spectacularly in so many respects. He was out of his element and unfamiliar with the whole process of meeting new people and making friends. He alienated Stephen on more than one occasion, botched interactions with peers and elders alike, ruined dates and chances at dates, damaged his relationship with his sister almost irreparably, was selfish and stupid and whiny...

And yet somehow he made friends, found some people who would forgive his flaws, and met one of most influential people in his life: one of the most skilled Akashics and martial artists on the planet, Nhairis by name, agreed to be his mentor... and in time, his adoptive mother. From her and the other people in his life, he reforged himself into a better person, a stronger man. He found the strength to have dates, to adopt others as his family selflessly, to at last separate himself from the sword that gripped his soul... and ultimately, to find happiness with a girl; one Diast Malorna. (She also happened to be a Jedi Knight, but that was just icing on the cake.)

They were married for a year or so. Six months into it, she was sentenced to death for crimes she allegedly committed as a sleeper agent. (Morgan never was clear on the details.) Six months later, the sentence was finally carried out. Those intervening months finally made Morgan grow up all the way.

Personality:
Morgan is friendly, outgoing, personable, and an absolutely shameless flirt. Energetic and intensely active, he keeps a very full schedule as a rule, and throws himself wholeheartedly into even leisure activities like video games. He's always eager and willing to learn something new or develop a new skill, even though he knows he lacks the technical-analytic mind necessary to really succeed in scientific fields.

In some respects he might be TOO friendly, personable, and helpful. Though he's inherently like that in general, he also pushes himself to be those things to reinforce them in himself. He very much failed to live up to his own ideals for long enough to embarrass and grieve him; he never again wants to feel that he hasn't tried his best, hasn't done enough, or has been selfish and self-centered to the detriment of someone he cares about.

Martial arts are his life, but he takes a very broad view of the study. To Morgan, martial arts is more than just the ability to fight or even move; he embraces the idea that one can find the essence of martial arts in any activity. It's all a matter of finding harmony and fusion between mind, soul, and body.

He enjoys fighting a little more than he knows he should, but he's very much the technical pacifist; he will not take a life unless there is absolutely no other choice. He's also a bit too eager to have a student of his own; he's technically qualified and knows that he needs to teach as well as study himself to advance. He also knows this flaw of his own, but can't quite seem to work through it.

Powers:

Morgan is a Mage of the Akashic Brother Tradition. Bluntly, this means he can perform 'magick', or in other words, replace reality with a version more to his liking. To put it another way, Morgan believes so fundamentally that he can, for example, heal someone with acupuncture, that his belief is actually capable of making it happen.

Awakened Magick, as this is called, is not a list of powers, but a list of possibilities. Based on his knowledges of Spheres (areas of influence), Morgan can perform any effect he can think of within the range of these Spheres.

Spheres and what they cover are at this link. Each level of knowledge includes the ones below it, of course.

Morgan's Spheres are:

Correspondence 2: Sense Space, Touch Space

Forces 3: Transmute Minor Forces

Life 4: Alter Complex Patterns, Transform Self

Mind 2: Read Surface Thoughts, Mental Impulse

Prime 2: Weave Odyllic Force, Fuel Pattern, Enchant Patterns, Summon Prime Weapon, Activate Quintessential Matter & Forces

Time 3: Time Manipulation


Morgan is also an exceptional martial artist, and practices a style called simply "Do" -- the Way -- which is an ancient Akashic martial art of unsurpassed skill and elegance.

Items:

A Primium hand-and-a-half sword. A tribute from his best friend to the Tradition Blade from his history, this weapon is made from the powerfully antimagic substance called Primium.

An armor coat with an extradimensional space inside, holding numerous other bladed weapons of no particular special note. Also his electric guitar.

Instrument: The Great Fairy has given Morgan a violin, to his infinite annoyance, because he already knows how to play the guitar.

SAMPLES
Bracket Sample

[Normally Morgan doesn't mind the rain. Or at least, that's what he tells himself, and for the most part it's true; Morgan is used to adverse conditions, having grown up in the mountains.]

[But... it is really, really starting to get on his nerves. Mostly because any time he tried to go anywhere, he ends up soaked, with his hair plastered over his face, and sputtering as he shoves it aside. Like he is now, as he steps into the boarding house with a muttered angry noise.]

This doesn't even make sense. How can it have never stopped raining? At some point the sky has to run out of water!

[Mage though he might be, he isn't used to a world quite so seeped in magic as this one.]

Prose Sample

Just another friendly fight.