Rian MalloryCharacter SheetDescription:
The entity that was once Rian Mallory still has his basic appearance. Mostly. Human, male, tall and leanly muscled. Fair skin and dark tousled hair. Intense dark eyes. High cheekbones, cleft chin.
Those things are the same.
The difference comes out more in his presence, in the way he holds himself, so still. The way he moves, with slow intent, utterly unhurried. The way he doesn’t blink. The way expressions do not flicker across his face. His eyes remain expressive, yes, but now his gaze is nearly a tangible thing, unnaturally focused and intent.
Cut him, and he bleeds black, a thick, a viscous syrup, the smell of it acrid.
Anger him, and his pupils and sclera flood with inky darkness, pooling to pure onyx.
The entity dresses as Rian Mallory once did, in heavy black combat boots that were only an affectation; practical spacer pants and a plain grey tee. The armored jacket is new, but the (red) bloodstains on it are relatively fresh.Personality:
The entity that was once Rian Mallory is eerily calm. He has no startle reflex, no human twitches or tics or microexpressions, no habit of shrugging or nodding or shaking his head. His intense gaze does much speaking for him, his dark eyes shifting to focus on one thing to the exclusion of all else, not looking away until he is satisfied.
He is always unhurried, slow to speak and deliberate in his movements. The entity has a sort of ruthless pragmatism to him, one that comes from possessing alien values, and he tells the truth to the exclusion of all else.
Strangely, perhaps unnervingly, he has a sense of humor. His smiles are deliberate things, unnaturally wide. His voice is low and smooth and lulling, his manner eerily hypnotic; it is hard to look away from him, hard not to listen. He has a way with words, his unique perspective offering up sometimes painfully accurate insights.Background:
The entity that was once Rian Mallory was once simply Rian Mallory, second son and third child of the Mallory clan. They were salvagers who lived and worked on the tramp freighter Jillian’s Luck; the ship was their world and the freighter’s small crew their extended family. Rian Mallory grew up on the fringes of space, always traveling from once place to the next, meeting people then leaving them behind. Sometimes crew members left them too, retiring or moving on. The constant was Rian’s parents, and his siblings.
Caitlin was the oldest, then his brother Delvin, then him, then, when Rian was seven, Jaden came along.
Rian always sensed he wasn’t like the others. Caitlin had a knack for fixing things, and Delvin had a deadshot aim and a steady hand for firing guns. Even young Jaden showed a talent for treating wounds and taking care of people. But Rian had nothing. Or so he thought. He just liked people – talking to them, spending time with them, seeing their worlds through their eyes. More than once, the freighter’s departure from a station or outpost had to be delayed because Rian didn’t return to the ship in time.
Their parents were strict about things like that, and punished him, but it only encouraged him to do it more. He started to steal things from people as another way to rebel, and his parents punished him for that too. But no matter how much his father beat him, or how much his mother yelled at him, he didn’t stop.
His older brother Delvin liked to misbehave too, and one day, Delvin simply took off, leaving the freighter and the family behind. Rian was so impressed by this idea that he decided to do the same thing, and a few months after Delvin disappeared, when the Jillian’s Luck was on a stopover at a trading flotilla, Rian left the ship and never came back.
He met all kinds of people and did all kinds of things and got into all kinds of trouble. Eventually his exploits found him in prison, accused of a far worse crime than the one he’d actually committed. A corporation came along and paid for his indenture, and then made him…disappear.
The thinking was that no one would miss a death row criminal. And indeed, no one did. Rian Mallory would have simply vanished from the galaxy had it not been for the corporation’s mistake. They wanted test subjects for a military contract to explore the benefits of gene splicing alien DNA into human hosts. They could make better humans, was the thinking. Faster, smarter, healthier. But they didn’t fully realize the nature of the alien DNA sample they were working with. It was DNA, yes. But it was also a fully-formed alien intelligence. The alien was the DNA and the DNA was the alien.
Once infused with the alien DNA, Rian Mallory underwent some changes. He was no longer merely Rian Mallory, and the alien was no longer simply what it had been either, now fully conscious and aware in a way it hadn’t been before. They were now a joined entity, inseparable, forever fused into one consciousness.
The entity escaped, then drifted for a while, at loose ends and using Rian’s gift for stealing to survive. This was ultimately unsatisfying, however, so the entity decided to seek out Rian’s family. First, he found his brother Delvin, who was somewhat startled by the changes Rian had undergone. But Delvin accepted him, and together they sought out Caitlin and Jaden, who had some tragic news: their parents had disappeared and were presumed dead, lost on a silent planet.
It was Caitlin who had a proposal for all of them, and they all listened.
Ultimately, the entity that was once Rian Mallory agreed to accompany the others on their quest to colonize the planet that had claimed their parents’ lives.