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qilby "little flower" the first-born ([personal profile] zinit) wrote in [community profile] thememesyne 2024-10-19 01:18 am (UTC)

qilby | wakfu

So here's this guy - quite late (or early?), but I see someone else above me commented recently, so I'm going for it! There's a wiki here for anyone who cares for context someone on it has dubbed his augmented form "lobotomized" LMAO and I've given you some below... tried to tl;dr but it ended up like six paragraphs, sorry.



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Qilby is an Eliatrope, a race of ancient space-elves with goofy hats and the ability to manipulate wakfu, the life-force inhabiting all things. Specifically, he's one of the original six birthed directly from their Goddess, who were born with a dragon twin each and the ability to reincarnate when both the Eliatrope and dragon twin had died. His other five siblings forgot everything upon reincarnation; he's the lucky one who didn't, keeping memories of each of his lives for the next as a "living record."

He was a scientist and doctor with talent beyond compare, living alongside his siblings and his people in harmony... But after lifetimes of learning the same things and seeing the same people, he became unsatisfied with the same damn planet. After all, the essence of wakfu is motion, and motion cannot be stilled; he felt it was the Eliatropes' destiny to move from planet to planet, learning and creating connections along the way.

So when a giant mech race called the Mechasms very creative, ankama comes to colonize the planet, after doing his very best to coexist nicely with them, he steals the youngest one's heart out of its chest and creates an artifact of unimaginable power called the Eliacube with it. This starts a war that forces the Eliatropes and dragons off their home planet and on a wild goose chase through the stars.

Since they've used wakfu to power everything up until now, their fuel is (naturally) the wakfu from the planets they land on intermittently. This kills these planets, along with all of their inhabitants. Qilby is beyond caring; he gathers samples of their flora and fauna, then promptly fucks off. This is just the kind of horribly nihilistic guy he is.

Eventually, they settle on the future World of Twelve and decide to make it their home. Qilby, displeased, eventually tries the same fuckery again and manages to cause the almost-total obliteration of their people. In rage, the dragon Phaeris bites off his arm. The newly-crowned king, his brother Yugo and yes, there are Politics about this comes in for the slam-dunk and, because killing him obviously doesn't make him die, punts him into a pure-white Blank Dimension to seal him away.

He remains there for 10,000 years, over which he sits and accumulates Angst and becomes even more insane. The aftermath is what we see in canon.



One sees why a space game with unreliable memories is the ideal spot for him.

Since he's already a space elf, Elheen is the obvious choice. I'm thinking he's even an older guy by Elheen standards, somewhere around 350 - enough to have established himself on their home planet as a talented young xenobiologist (though with heterodox views), and old enough to have actively assisted in the evacuation. He'd been secretly hoping for such an event - he held the extremely heterodox view that Elheen should actively colonize other planets, so he saw an opportunity and took it. Not too much for the harmony and coexistence thing, this one.

His twin sister Shinonome died somewhere between the two planets (open to ideas here), and Qilby has never quite forgiven himself, Earth, the Elheen, or any other involved party for it. Nevertheless, even through the bitterness, he forged on through a pathological need for knowledge: xenobiology, astrophysics, chemistry, he wants to know it all. Secretly, he's doing all he can to research immortality, because any less than a thousand years simply isn't enough for all the work he wants to do.

Naturally, when the Mnemosyne project began to enroll, he signed up immediately. It wasn't like he had any living family, nor any particular tie to the planet itself; he saw only Science that has Not Been Done and new frontiers to explore.

He's not shy about mods, and he even has a few: a replacement left arm (lost his doing field work somehow, also open to ideas on this), a general-purpose cognitive enhancer, some sort of personal knowledge repository, and a mod that inhibits dreaming.

Extremely normal old man, nothing to worry about.

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