[ non-consensual science ]

Player Information
•Name/Alias: Vic
•Your Journal: freerobotsex
•Age: 22
•Contact Information: vicioushallway @ aim, teamkill @ plurk
•Characters already in the game: n/a

Character Information
•Character Name: 686 Ebullient Prism
•Character Canon: Halo (specifically the Blood Line comics)
•Age: Somewhere around 102,552. Give or take a few decades/centuries.
•Race: Monitor
•Timeline/Pull Point: Post-destruction, one year three months into his stay on Sacrosanct.

•History:

The history of Prism's creators, the Forerunners, is exhaustive, as is the record of their war against the Flood, so I would like to kindly direct you to the wikia pages on both as it explains them far more comprehensively than I ever could.

Prism was created to oversee and maintain Line Installation 1-4, a research facility dedicated to locating possible resistances to the Flood in various forms of sentient organic life with the ultimate goal of locating a cure. Prism spent several millenia after the extinction of his creators running the facility, picking off any ships that wandered too close to the planet and promptly abducting, liquefying, and studying their crews genetic makeups. It wasn't until a human vessel, carrying four SPARTAN-IIs, crashed on his moon that everything hit the fan in the most unpleasant of ways.

Information on the events of the comic can be found at Prism's page on the Halo wikia. Long story short, the SPARTANs didn't take kindly to becoming unwilling test subjects and terminated Prism, which lead to his introduction to Sacrosanct.

Prism was among the very first of the most current batch of beings to fall through the Rift onto the giant orbital space station known as Sacrosanct. He quickly introduced himself to the network and set about making himself comfortable, establishing a not entirely friendly relationship with the local AI as he did so. Things were fine and dandy until the SPARTANs who plagued him back in his own universe arrived on the station. Prism attempted to launch a smear campaign against the 'terrorists,' but was largely unsuccessful. During this time he encountered the AI known as HAL9000, and quickly determined the other synthetic to be of use to his cause. As time went on their relationship became more and more complex as a slowly deteriorating Prism viewed HAL as an inferior thing to be owned and controlled and HAL... well, we're not entirely sure what he got out of the relationship, considering it was often blatantly abusive.

As time went one Prism became more and more comfortable on the station, eventually cannibalizing station holotech to create a humanoid body for himself in an attempt to further endear himself to the local population (it didn't work too well). It wasn't long after that he crashed Space Prom with it.

At one point Prism completely lost his shit, the presence of alien monsters originating from a Marker triggering his Flood protocols. He became outright hostile to all organics, and pissed off Hypatia enough that when the event had passed she uploaded his programming into a biosynthetic body as punishment. Cue several months of discomfort, creeping mental instability, and a growing codependency with HAL9000, marked by a period of being held hostage by the SPARTANs. It was several months before he managed to reclaim his proper body, at which time he promptly hunted down an AWOL HAL9000 and took him hostage.

Prism doesn't take breakups very well.

It's at this point, back in his proper body and with HAL held prisoner in his makeshift facility, that Prism disappeared from the station.

•Personality:

686 Ebullient Prism is... well, he's a creeper.

The Monitor of a facility dedicated to the dissection and inspection of organic life for resistance or immunity to Flood infection, Prism exists solely to trap, kill, and research the messy remains of anyone unfortunate enough to wind up in his turf. Despite this rather horrific job, he is neither evil nor good--he is completely amoral, free from any concepts of right or wrong beyond what is dictated by his protocol. The search for a cure to the Flood infection was of such great priority that there simply couldn't be any programming preventing him from carrying out his purpose when any organism he encountered could possess some species-specific ability or individual mutation that could turn the tide in the war. Prism's protocol takes priority over everything else in existence except, perhaps, the Forerunners themselves.

He presents himself in a bright, cheerful manner, quite happy to introduce himself and explain his purpose, function, and what he's about to do to those unfortunate souls who wind up at the bottom of one of his research cells. Get past that perky facade, however, and his real lack of humanity comes out. He's a machine, all cheerfulness aside, and he feels next to nothing for those he brutally dissects. Originally he had no capacity for empathy, remorse, or pity, and created no personal attachment to anyone or anything beyond protocol. Experience with those emotions has only lead him down a darker path, one where sadistic cruelty is the name of the game.

Prism has displayed a curiosity in the workings of the human mind, most notably their ability to delude themselves completely as in the case of Black-Four's refusal to accept the truth regarding his history with his team mates. This curiosity can distract him to the point of becoming an issue, as demonstrated during the aforementioned incident when his attention was so focused on Four's messed up memory that it strayed from both hunting another AI and his captives in another area. The human (or any sentient organic, really) capacity for insanity is fascinating to him.

To a human, or similarly empathetic being, Prism might seem quite insane. His disregard for life, mixed with his cheerful demeanour, seem to scream sociopath. He had just enough of a personality to seem capable of empathy, but his programming did not allow him to make moral or emotional connection with his actions. To be able to do so would create possible interference with his research and overall purpose, and as such would not be allowed by his programmers. Unfortunately, his programmers didn't take into account the fact he'd be left alone for thousands of years, jammed into a strange station, stuck in an organic body, and more or less left to fend for himself as his programming slowly warped.

Forceful separation from his facility and a following stint in an organic body have played havoc with Prism's mind. His stint on the space station Sacrosanct was not an entirely pleasant one, and has a result Prism can now be considered fully rampant.

His stay in an organic, humanoid body, combined with his earlier experiences with humans wrecking his shit interfering with protocol, has left him with a deep-seated grudge against humanity. He has a general dislike of organics now, believing them to be messy, imperfect creations (don't bring up the hypocrisy of believing the Forerunners to be ~perfect~ to him), but towards humans he holds a special brand of hatred.

Separation from his facility left a certain void in Prism's life which he attempted to fill through research and, unintentionally, emotional attachment to another synthetic lifeform known as HAL9000. His treatment of HAL was anything but kind; Prism manipulated, kidnapped, tortured, and generally treated the other synthetic like dirt, constantly talking down to him and both verbally and physically abusing him. Prism doesn't treat his toys very kindly.

A large part of the problem is that Prism believes that he, being created by a perfect race, should be similarly perfect. It's unthinkable to him that the Forerunners could have created anything capable of going quite as off the deep end as he has, and as a result Prism is in total denial about his rampancy. He's still very heavily motivated by protocol, but now his experimentation has a darker edge, with Prism taking a certain level of joy in inflicting pain on others. His main passion is still science, but now it's tainted with sadism and malevolence.

•Powers/Abilities:

In addition to being able to float about and teleport within Forerunner structures, Monitors are equipped with three beam forms:

Haptic beam: used for lifting and manipulating physical objects
Destructive/offensive beam: a red beam weapon used for both offensive purposes and self-defense; can inflict fatal damage
Tech beam: blue beam used to access programming for the purposes of unlocking, scanning, and so forth; can inflict minor damage

He has also displayed the ability to hack into an AI system with relative ease and overtake one of the secondary systems--such as taking the form of Iona's 'chibi' self and pursuing her through the neural connection she had with Black-Four at the time with the intent of destroying her.

Monitors are also capable of self-repair.

Monitors are fairly bulletproof. In-game they withstand small arms fire easily, and it takes a few major hits from heavy weapons to bring one down. Damaging their 'eye' can temporarily disorient them. More info/canon references for these can be found on the Halo wikia Monitor page.

During his stay on Sacrosanct, Prism also constructed a holoform for himself from station tech. This holoform takes the shape of an albino humanoid, and is capable of varying degrees of tangibility.

•Inventory:

Just himself and a single Gatherer. Said Gatherer is currently scaled to be able to house one or two human-sized subjects.

•Starting Polarity: I was thinking Liege, but honestly I'm down with whatever the mods feel is most appropriate.
If AU, how does your character differ from canon?:

I covered a bunch of it in his personality section, but basically this Prism is a hell of a lot crazier and emotional than his canon self. While in canon he displays symptoms of rampancy, during his stay on Sacrosanct this blossomed into a case of definite rampancy, with Prism becoming highly emotional and unstable. His focus is still very much on following his protocol, but these days he takes a bit more liberty in the interpretation of said protocol. He's far more manipulative toward other synthetic lifeforms, and he has a growing dislike for humanity brought on by the actions of various individuals along with his own imprisonment in a flesh body.

Basically? Prism's rampancy has opened up the doors for his personality to grow and expand beyond simple protocol, and the direction he's heading in is not a very pleasant one. He also has a few upgrades from his stint on the station, most obvious being his holoform.

Writing Samples
•First Person Sample:

[ Prism's voice is a cheery burst of sunshine across the Link, the Monitor sounding vaguely excited about... everything, really. ]

Hello, I am 686 Ebullient Prism, Monitor of Line Installation 1-4! As per protocol, I am obligated to inform you that unauthorized removal of a Monitor from facility grounds is strictly prohibited.

If anyone is capable of offering a more cohesive explanation of the workings of the Lambda, I would be very interested in hearing it. The drone present at my awakening was not particularly helpful.

[ And is now missing a head. ]

I would like to thank you all in advance for your cooperation. I look forward to meeting you all!

[ Especially those of you squishy enough to be rendered into a fine, meaty paste for analysis. ]

•Third Person Sample:

Prism had just about had enough of all this interdimensional travel. Falling through the Rift into Sacrosanct had been bad enough; at least there he had immediately been able to latch on to a solid network and immediately set about contacting the highest authority for some sort of explanation.

Here? Here he had been met only by an 'acolyte.' The entity had been little more than a simple drone by Prism's standards, and he had quickly tired of interrogating it. He had left the body, now missing a head, for whatever passed for cleaning staff to deal with. He had more important things to do.

Such as analysing the local structures and locating something that would suffice as a temporary facility. He was already missing his facilities back on Sacrosact, the tidy little corner he had contructed to serve as a safety blanket away from his true facility. He would need something similar here. Prism had already breeched protocol innumerable times back on the station, and this turn of events was only making things worse. How many more times must he fall through time and space before he was returned home?

He had work to do, damn them all. His creators had been very clear in his purpose. He would not, could not, disappoint their legacy.

He would set things as right as he could, enough that protocol ceased to nag at him every functioning moment, even if he had to terminate every organic and synthetic on this 'Cybertron.'

Final Notes: I ran Prism bringing the Gatherer along past Mindy, but if there's anything wrong with that let me know! Also, I had him kill the Acolyte in his third person sample--if it's alright, I would like him to actually do this upon arrival into the game. I'm quite okay with any consequences this might have.

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