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Hi, I'm TwilTye

or Tye, and sometimes known as Lytes. I've been playing Neopets since fifth grade and have been roleplaying neopets since sixth or seventh, it's a little fuzzy at this point.

I took a sort of hiatus from neopets for a year, and I'm trying to get back into it. I've changed a lot since then, and I'm planning on both starting a new guild/plot with Vaugner at the center.

I currently have three accounts

None of which have ever been frozen. Vaugner himself would go to my Twiltye account. It is a side, but I plan on starting my own guild on it and keeping all three accounts active.

I try to roleplay all my pets that have characters. Making and designing characters and their pages is my favorite part of neopets, hands down.

Lastly, I apologize for not being able to put up more art. Being an artist, I would have loved to have images dispersed among the text, but I only found out about Vaugner a week or so from this deadline, and I believe content and description slightly more important to get the point across than simple aesthetics.

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This is Halcyon

The Universe

Halcyon is, geographically, the same as Neopia, as it is easier for Vaugner to create familiar patterns. Within it, however, all individuals lose any supernatural powers (ie mind control, flight without wings, any sort of magic). Vaugner himself remains in Neopia, as entering Halcyon would deprive him of his own power. Without his constant effort to maintain it, Halcyon would unravel and everything would return to its home world. Everything that had originated there would simply disappear and Vaugner would have to start again.

Vaugner controls everything in Halcyon, with the exception of sentient beings. He can remove magical differences, but he can't change how people think.

Profile

{Name} Frederich Vaugner but please, refrain from the use of my first name
{Age} Fifty and nine years of age
{Gender} I'd think this would be obvious. Please, let us move on.
{Status} Married. {Birthplace} He was born in the Haunted Woods, but now lives in the Altador area. Yes, he does live in the exact Neopia of Neopets.
{Personality} Vaugner is a gentleman. Coming from a wealthy family, he has the attitude that what is not important does not need to be expressed. This includes most emotions and results in a commonly monotone voice. Very boring to spend time with.

Deeper down, he's seems a lot like an emo that never grew up. Except that his life-changing event was only recently.

PetPet

He has a pink Weewoo that I am currently trying to save np for. Name shall be determined after I get it, but Vaugner talks to it. Like a person. You're bound to go a little crazy when you're running your own world and nobody else lives in the house.

Reference Sheet

Abilities

Vaugner has the ability to create parallel space, which he used occassionally when he was young. At this point in his life, he has extended that ability to create an entire parallel universe, leading to the creation of Halcyon. He is also able to create almost anything within said universe, however, he is unable to materialize it in any true universe. He often laments this fact.

He can transport things and people into Halcyon, but because he is only human (or neopet), people may escape through various holes in the dimensional fabric. Vaugner must constantly travel to the physical location of these holes within Neopia in order to seal them off.

Vaugner is aware of everything that happens in Halcyon, but only if he concentrates extremely hard. Because he can't be paying attention all the time, and he does sleep, most things occur without him noticing.

As well as creating objects(such as buildings, trees, etc.) Vaugner can create living, breathing people. However, these creations don't usually have a soul and cannot make decisions. He must control these directly, but for simple tasks he can control a large number at a time (such as an army in battle--like setting things on automatic--they don't /always/ do things as well though). He has a greater degree of control when limited to one puppet, at which point he can almost fully step into Halcyon without difficulty.

Relationships

Vaugner's wife is currently comatose (at least, I might change it to dead) and in a hospital, as she has been for six years. Vaugner met her during his time as a magician and they've been together ever since.

Vaugner's son is in his mid twenties and enjoying life. The last time Vaugner had contact with him was at the hospital when his wife went into a coma.

This is Vaugner's most prized creation. She isn't a character yet, but she is a sentient being, unlike the mindless puppets Vaugner often uses.

{Things will get a little wordy from here on, as these are snippets of writing, not a summary}

The Story of His Life

Childhood through Teenage Years

Home sat in the distance, two figures standing silently, barely visible so far away. Fred could see his breath in the cool night dawn. He'd left of his own will; his parents didn't approve, but they had no way to stop him. And so he left, after nearly eighteen years in that house.

The Haunted Woods: Fred had spent the entirety of his life living on the outskirts, but had never ventured into the core. Even before he could see the buildings and creatures that the area was known for far and wide, he could feel the eerie atmosphere. Not frightening, only intriguing. It didn't take long before he found his destination--the deserted fairgrounds. Barely deserted as suggested by its name, the fairgrounds were filled with the life of it's showspeople inhabitants.

He looked around. There were a few visitors, tourists from all Neopia, playing games at various booths or trying their luck. Not quite sure what else to do, he set up shop right at the side of the path, a mildly empty space. Advertising was too much trouble, and paying for a stage wasn't worth it until he really needed it. Down goes his hat in a neopoint-begging manner, as well as two bright lights he'd brought from home. After all, it was dark except for the surrounding booths.

Step right up, step right up." Fred juggled two clubs in one hand as he carefully unpacked equipment with the other. "I'm Frederich the Magnificent" Three more clubs join the cascade as he shifts to both hands. Catching all five, he ends with a bow and grins. "Let the show begin."

A Career in Magic

The crowd faded. Other magicians had started to come, one by one, to fill in the market that was starting to open. More creative, more dangerous.

More entertaining. As Vaugner lost his audiences, he noticed her. Always there, for every show despite the other performers. She'd always watched, he realized, even his early shows. Eventually she was the sole attendee of his performances; they started to chat--it wasn't long before he was barely doing any shows and spent most of his time with her.

But Fred needed to sleep. And to sleep with a roof over your head costs money. He was running low on the neopoints he'd brought and earned.

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Forward, several months. He'd run completely dry and had zero audience. Still, Fred was happy. He'd found the love of his life and little more was needed. He looked around the fairgrounds. Various stages had been purchased by those able to afford it, filled with the scorch marks that blatantly showed the use of elemental powers. There was little he could have done after all.

He took her with him when he left. He could look back sadly at his dream that never quite took off as he returned home, a content failure. Fred smiled at the fact. His parents would like that--they'd been right all along.

Some years pass

Married to a beautiful woman and blessed with a strong son. Vaugner couldn't ask for more. The wealth inherited from his late parents would support them for as long as they needed. Work was more stable in Altador than in the Haunted Woods, and he had a steady income. Life seemed perfect except for the neighbors.

They were always bickering. You'd see them in the streets and in the stores, you could always tell. It wasn't a color code, but everyone seemed to know who was on their side. Vaugner could ignore it for the most part. After all, they didn't bother him and his family too much.

It wasn't until there was a brawl on the streets. Nobody knew how it started. She was caught barely passing by. It put her in a coma, but nobody noticed. Vaugner was notified as she was taken to the hospital, powerless to help her. They didn't know if she would ever wake up.

He couldn't talk to her. Couldn't see those eyes. His son stood silently pained. Quiet.

The Perfect World

In Conclusion

I would love to have Vaugner for several reasons. First of all, he has an amazing color and an amazing name, both of which perfectly fit the character I was looking for. His story was hard to write, mostly because I had to fit a lifetime onto a petpage, but I think and hope it's good enough. Lastly, I simply love him and can barely say more.