Yivextra is a character from Septimo.
Before leaving to assist jacob, she helped in the engines, and worked on side-projects with Sott while slowly modifying herself to be stronger and more enduring.
While a similar kind of Phyrexian to Sott, Tiv is much calmer and quieter. Though she is no less devious. She hides her true thoughts and feelings behind a pleasant and simple attitude. She seeks the same path of perfection for herself and the rest of Morpheus as Sott, but bears much more ambition to do so. She is a quiet liar and deceiver and do what it needs to get her way, and in extension the way of the Phyrexians as a whole.
When you first meet them
Yiv can be pleasant, and even welcoming, if not a bit aggressively curious, but will back down if the person she is meeting asks her to or shows too much disgust/fear in her. How she is received will depend on person to person and how they perceive her. She can come off as anything from charmingly creepy to gut-wrenchingly horrific.
To others they like/dislike
She will seek the company of those she decides she likes-- though to her it is more those she sees as less insufferably stupid or those she can use to get what she wants. She is polite and pleasant to them. Those she dislikes may end up secretly targeted with only the crew in the safe zone, as Yiv has agreed not to harm crew.
To reach the highest standard of perfection and efficiency in life and society, as well as spread that to other races and locations. To it, Phyrexians are perfect and all others should join them. Flesh is flawed and fails you. The Phyrexians can heal you of the sickness of flesh. All shall join them and become one, by choice or force.
Yiv also believes in a somewhat more aggressive approach than their usual tactics, however has not had the approval or materials to launch anymore large scale attacks.
Researching, working, and observing long-term projects. Though Yiv also likes to travel and see the organic world for what it is, and what it could be.
She likes apples, though because she sees them as a temporary enjoyment she treats them as if their special. Soon she will be unable to consume them so might as well take advantage for the time being. She also likes to draw, though most of her art is scientific diagrams and mapmaking. The arts are one of the few things from non-phyrexian societies she appreciates. Yiv cannot comprehend the idea of creativity and imagination beyond the Phyrexians limitations. She likes to research and adapt new ideas to benefit Phyrexia. She likes trying to infect beings with disease just to observe its progress. She dislikes Large bodies of water, and...well.. a lot of near everything.
Flying over water, electrical storms, failure. She cannot swim, and the current state of her body has her physically weak.
Her everything? Shes using the crew, her friends, Miv, and even Sott to get herself a higher position among her kind and to achieve her long time goals. Shes an asshole.
161cm tall and ungodly thin. Most of Yivs skin has been peeled off, what is left of it hangs in slowly decaying strips at joints and various spots where her metal plating fuses with her sinewy and slowly decaying flesh. Metal plating covers her, as well as various tubing and cords that can be seen along patches of exposed flesh and organs. Yellowed ribs and bones are exposed in various places. Her teeth are large and completely exposed. Oil drips from joints and from between plates as well as her eyes. Her claws are large, but end in fine points for easy manipulation, the fingers of both hands can alter to become various medical implements. Yiv smells of oil, decay, and chemicals.
Yivs wings are large and tipped with bladed feathers, seemingly flightless at a glance, however when they spread a thin, mucousy membrane slides down from the top plating over bladed feathers and wire guides, allowing her to fly.
While she no longer has this form, Yiv first appeared looking like a somewhat normal albino child. The only Phyrexian details to be seen was her claws, wings and streams of oil draining from her eyes.
A grimy and torn up leather apron and skirt. Just enough to cover her exposed innards.
Definitely more human sounding. Can be easily distinguished as a female voice, perhaps younger. However she has a clear stating and grate to her voice that makes her sound unnatural.
Yiv isn't much of a fighter she is a surgeon and birth priest first, soldier second. She can fight, but doesn't know any advanced techniques. She just claws, bites, and kicks.
Can run faster than a human, and has high endurance (But due to her need to eat, and the current unfinished state of her body she can not go as far or fast enough as an average Phyrexian.)
Her claws, sharp bits, and infectious oil. Her oil carries a horrible rotting disease, it is aggressive and fast acting.
Can read and write.
Phyrexian, Albanian. Can read and write in both. But barely uses Albanian in writing unless needed.
Advanced anatomy in lindow-species. Fair amount of knowledge outside of Lyrcosa, but nowhere near expansive.
Knows how to make powerful sedatives and pain killers as well as some basic poisons, however she does not use any of her skills for healing she uses these skill for research, as well as constructing or converting others into new Phyrexians.
Phyrexian mechanics. Intermediate engineering, enough to be helpful in the engine rooms.
Lots and lots of biology.
Can draw diagrams for medical reasons, chart basic maps, Cave and forest navigation.
Septimo, though currently off ship with Jacob.
Her meatlocker. A clean and tidy room of organized corpses and medical equipment. Formerly Jacobs meatlocker.
Medical supplies, bodies, stashes of metal, many journals empty and filled, misc items, eyes made by jacob, usually keeps a small bushel of apples in her room if she can get some. Amounts vary though often on the low end of things. Yiv usually carries journals, pens, money, sedatives, needles and bits of dried meat on her when out and about.
The first stages of her life were rather bland and uninteresting, he was a Phyrexian that was kept in human form for the sake of undercover work. Yiv didn't really make any impact or whatnot until the seizing of a town in Libertus, where she had been sent to live for three years. Yiv had helped spread an engineered disease that had ultimately ended in the towns fall. This sparked not only Yivs interest in studying disease, but also her desire to help spread the influence of her own kind. Physically. She had gained modifications of her own in the form of claws and wings, but was to be sent somewhere else.
The new land was cold and icy, and war raged above. Yiv found it difficult to work here. So she spent a lot of time hiding away in her tent where she could keep warm and experiment on any local life she could get her greasy claws on. Here is where she met Jacob.
Met Jacob, they then talked about stuff.
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After meeting Jacob, Yiv somewhat befriended him. Which lead to her interest in joining the ship. Though before they had left, Yiv and Sott got into a fight that resulted in Yiv being injured badly enoigh to cause permanent damage to her, at the time, mostly flesh body. With the help of Jacob she patched herself up the best she could. Since then she had slowly been modifying herself, with the occasional help of Sott, who desired her wings. So in time she slowly peeled away her skin and replaced what she could with metal, becoming the biomechanical zombie that she is today. Her more recent project was something she and Sott had been working on in the meatlocker. When Sott was tossed overboard by Atticus she assumed the position of leader among the ships Phyrexians and took Sotts broken wings as a display of dominance. She promised it that if it were to help her gain her own, and Phyrexias goals, she would give it her wings. But in time Yiv followed Jacob off ship when he left after being asked. She put Sott temporarily in charge with the instructions to finish the project. She plans on returning whether Jacob does or not.
Mivaxtra, while they were not born, they were grown at the same time and in the same group. Miv and Yiv were sent to Libertus together, but afterwards dont get to talk much.
Jacob, while Yiv had no true concern for people on the ship, she does like him the most.
That cat abomination. It isn't named, but its horrible looking and is loose on the ship.
Thaclel, Yiv wishes to drag her back onto the side of Phyrexia.
Mazeril- leader, Yiv wishes to be seen as great in his eyes. To become one of the best and one to further advance Phyrexian influence in the world.
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