Elliot Gardiner

[edit] Elliot Gardiner Creations Journal (Hooks and Stories in-progress) Relationships Affliations Skills/Combat Rumors Usually Spotted At OOC Info Fun Stuff ??? Error creating thumbnail: File missing  Elliot Gardiner Error creating thumbnail: File missing "..." - Elliot after being asked to speak Gender Male Race Hyur Clan Midlander Citizenship Gridania Age 18 Affiliation [DATA EXPUNGED] Alignment Chaotic Good Profession Adept Engineer D E S C R I P T I O N Elliot is a guy who happens to be a bit on the quiet side, mayhaps too quiet, and carries with him an air of timidity, preferring to be alone or in a small group over roaming around in the crowds as they tend to overwhelm him. Those who seek to know him will have to deal with his initial adjusting phase where he robotically goes through the motions of meeting someone before letting his sweet, kind, joyful self shine through. While he does seem cold at times, he’s pretty warm-hearted, willingly wearing his heart on his sleeve. There’s just a problem or two with him, just the one, he can’t talk. He’s been unable to for however long it has been. He may have been cursed or he may have been born with a defect in his vocal cords, nobody truly knows. He has learned to make do with his quill and paper he carries around everywhere, although this is often unreliable when the people he’s trying to ‘talk’ to is unable to read what he puts down half the time. Another problem is that he’s quite aether-sensitive and has been known to act as though he’s in a drunken stupor, or be close to fainting, when exposed to sources of strong aetherical constructs, whether physical or no. And as an added ‘bonus’ to being aether-sensitive, he’s unable to manipulate aether in the way that a native Eorzean can despite not being a native Garlean. This hasn’t stopped him from attempting to manipulate the magicks in alternate, more mechanical ways. The boy had taken up the profession of tinkering when he was pretty young, not having much of a grasp at it at first, but he eventually quickly learned from his trials and errors to the point where he began experimenting with known blueprints in his mid-teens before suddenly disappearing sometime before the calamity. It wasn't until after Ishgard began to open its borders in full that he reappeared, seemingly more shook up than he was, perhaps more anxious. Although he doesn't show this often, when he's truly alone (or believes he is), he often looks to the shadows as though expecting something, anything, to jump out at him. What could have possibly happened to him? L I K E S A N D D I S L I K E S Elliot, first and foremost, is awed by the wonders of technology, particularly those of a magitek bent. He has been known to study such objects for hours without so much of a noticing of other people. As is expected from someone like him, he likes to read. He has no real preference to any particular genre but, again, if it has machina in it, it's likely that he'll read it. He's very fond of animals and most bugs, as is expected of someone born from Gridania. He likes helping people in need of help, whether they ask for it or not. Elliot will find a way. While he can stomach some sweet things, Elliot does not like super sweet stuff. Chocolate is the biggest offender as it has the tendency to make him sick. He will take chocolate that is dark, though. Unfortunately, out of necessity, Elliot doesn't like being around students of the arcanima very much due in part to their carbuncles. The fact of the matter is that the boy is rather dismayed by this fact, especially since he thinks carbuncles are cute. The boy does not have the patience for those who seek to take advantage of another person, whether that is for monetary gain or for more nefarious methods. It appears that he takes this very personally. Elliot is a rather inventive engineer, albeit not as great as someone with many, many years of experience, each and every creation of his here are normally prone to bugs and glitches and although most of them are fuelled by the very same power that powers the airships, Ceruleum, a few certain pieces of equipment appear to run on alternate power sources. Mekanism - First off, a magitek staff that allows the boy to achieve his dream of being a conjurer and then some. Unlike most standard equipment he's tinkered with, the staff appears to run off of an alternative fuel source if the faint blue-green glow isn't obvious enough. Shards, elemental shards power the staff and gives it its power, although it is prone to malfunctioning as a result, endangering the boy's already feeble and sub-par resistance to the aether. Also occasionally makes a loud horn-like noise when in use. BWAAAAAAAAAAAAAA~ Eripio - A flintlock rifle. A very patchy flintlock rifle that's been modified to take more than just standard bullets by using the wonders of MAGIC and SCIENCE to convert any appropriately sized metallic construct into a single bullet. Ideally, this allows Elliot to effectively have unlimited ammunition at all times. However, it fails very often and, despite tweaks to the matter, the mechanism that governs this feature would often clog up and expel more gas than it should, so he doesn't rely on this feature. ' Glove-mounted text-to-speech device (Textra) - In cooperation with Shankara of the Wandering Tonberry, this glove has been outfitted with magitek that enables the user to speak via typing on a keyboard peripheral. While it is still slightly faulty, presumably due to the use of a mammet's vocal processor amongst other things, and the voice that comes out is most definitely female, Elliot seems happy that his concept has finally seen the light of day. Quests ("Stories") Accepted: I Need a Launcher to Capture That There Carby - Minor Story - Elliot has recently received a job from the Arcanist's Guild to round up the wandering, unruly carbuncles that had wandered off a little too far from their novice masters. Needless to say, the boy can't exactly go near them without feeling ill effects and, so, is currently working on a device made to capture constructs made from aether and to contain their, for a lack of a better term, aetherial radiation so as to allow Elliot to pick them up unharmed. However, creating one is proving harder than anticipated... I Probably See Dead People but I Am Uncertain - FC Story - The boy has been plagued by nightmares recently, contributing to his ever deteriorating quality of sleep. While it is standard for Elliot to get up at least once during the night, these ones are apparently so intense that he is unable to sleep. He does, however, believe that there might be someone trying to communicate with him from beyond... Show text In Want of a Voice - Maiden Voyage - Elliot is currently creating a tablet-like device that is capable of, well, displaying text that he writes and displaying it on a screen. All that he is missing is one vital component, a piece that interfaces with the entire construct. Although searching for the parts have come up short, he had managed to get into contact with one of the engineers of The Wandering Tonberry and, after brokering a deal with the Free Company's leader, Flynt Knoltros, the engineer that went by the name of Shankara suggested that they raid a Garlean convoy before finding out that the boy isn't entirely prepared yet. A few days later, however, Elliot, along with a group of people from the Wandering Tonberry, raided what appeared to be an abandoned outpost, which turned out to not be abandoned. There, they found a group of Garlemald forces supposedly stationed to gather up equipment and to find a prototype the outpost's people had been working on afore it was abandoned. Needless to say, it was a wild ride but they had found what they came for and then some. William Harrowton - Acquaintance - The boy has only seen this timid miqote once and that's when he set foot back into Eorzea. He wasn't too sure as to what or why or where the bookworm is going but the fact that he never saw William again after the fact... may be cause for alarm. Reclaimed Fortune - Member - A Free Company of Treasure Hunters Property Reclamation Professionals... The Wandering Tonberry - Associate Violet Wing Scholars - Associate Engineering - Elliot is what one would say an adept at engineering, capable of understanding and building basic machina. He has been known to experiment at times with the blueprints, most have failed, few have passed his own rigorous testing. Only two, after minor tweaking here and there, have ever seen the light of day beyond the prototype phase, however, this doesn't stop him from building said prototypes. The first of the two appears to be the typical auto-turret drone but seems to be capable of speech, apparently preferring to be called 'Ace'. The second of the two seems to be a staff based off of those wielded by the conjurers of Eorzea, though it could be considered magitek by nature, it appears to be powered in a different manner. Conjury - Being magically 'disabled' as one would call it and Eorzean means that one would have a tough time discerning the magicks of the world. Elliot has since figured out a way around his own limitation after certain studies and is supposedly capable of using limited conjury. However, his scope is limited by the power of his 'focus' which isn't entirely powerful to begin with. The Quicksand - Ul'Dah East Shroud, around Bentbranch Ishgard, normally around the Skysteel Manufactory The Hermit's Hovel The following tropes may apply to Elliot (also, I am SO sorry!): Shy Blue Haired Boy - Being mute, lacking in social skills and a lack of grasp of said social conventions, then mixing that up with whatever happened to him during his disappearance from the face of Eorzea. He's not quite a Shrinking Violet but he comes close. Also has the blue hair, gotta have blue hair. Teen Genius - Despite his creations that tend to go outside the box being the kind that could blow up in his face, he's still abnormally intelligent for his age. Adorkable Cute Mute - Kinda. While he, himself, is rendered unable to speak, he has a device that speaks for him. It does require that he types something in, though, since it doesn't just read his mind.  Gizmo "If we were to have met under better circumstances, we could've been friends..." - Gizmo, speaking as though through a robotic voice Gender Presumed to be male Race Hyur Clan Midlander Citizenship Unaffiliated Age [REDACTED] Affiliation [REDACTED] Alignment Neutral Profession [REDACTED]

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