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Corn Chip - Mateus


Disgraced Garlean. Revenge-seeker. Midriff king. Gluten-free.

BACKSTORY

I like to roleplay Corn in different eras of his life! This, combined with his unusual and unique attributes, obliges me to lay out some benchmarks and details of his timeline. (Stormblood spoilers)

Pre-1.0, Year 1547-1565

  • Cornelius is raised as distant Garlean royalty. He becomes childhood companion — or victim? — to the younger Zenos.


Pre-Seventh Calamity, Year 1565

  • Cornelius turns 18, and his career as a politician ends before it can begin when a military deployment topples his comfortable aspirations. Rumor in court for his pseudo-exile was that he deeply upset the tumultuous prince. He spends the next seven years in service across northern Eorzea in the XIVth and is not afforded to return to Garlemald.


Seventh Calamity, Year 1572

  • At the presumed end of the world he deserts the Garlean military, which did not exactly work out because the world did not end and he is subsequently marked for execution by his officers.


Pre-ARR, year 1572-1573

  • Cornelius wanders Eorzea and becomes a downright menace in his attempts to re-attain the good graces of his Empire while also evading them trying to kill him at every turn. This would be an "It's complicated" relationship on Facebook.


Pre-ARR, year 1573-1574

  • Brought low by a group of adventurers in Gridania, he is left to die. The Garleans hunting him have a chance to catch up and enlist (ie force) him into the budding Resonant project in nearby Ala Mhigo. Body modification trials need their titular bodies. Paperwork is passed along. Cornelius is declared dead.


Liberation, year 1575-1577 (present)

  • Cornelius escapes a fate of sedation, tests, and eventual dissection. He roams with distrust for non-Garleans, but takes jobs from — and flat-out takes from — those who don't ask questions. A Corn Chip's gotta eat.

ABOUT

Age:30
Race:Garlean
Height:6'8"
Body type:Muscular
Sexuality:Bi

"Corn"?

With the full name and title Cornelius wir Vanitas, Corn is stuck with a rather unfortunate nickname. He tries to keep it as un-stuck as possible, preferring to go by his surname for introductions.

Gear

His mechanical augments serve a function. They convert his body's inherent electrical aether into wind to help him breathe through ruined lungs. Cornelius is a mechanic by necessity to maintain these devices. As a bonus he's grown fluent in any armament with a blade or barrel.

Speed:🌽🌽🌽⚫️⚫️
Stamina:🌽🌽⚫️⚫️⚫️
Strength:🌽🌽🌽🌽🌽
Sorcery:⚫️⚫️⚫️⚫️⚫️
Smarts:🌽⚫️⚫️⚫️⚫️

Appearance

Built like a chip shithouse with intimidating height. He's so obsessively toned you can immediately tell he has no social life. Adversely, he looks ragged and sickly in the (half-masked) face.

Personality

A rash, irritable, scrappy survivor. He's yet to work through his trauma with the Empire, instead laying the blame on anyone within punching distance. He seethes anger and contempt, unwilling and unable to attain healthy companionship. He's really, really, really, really not fun at parties.