Thomas (Stryder) Tyrer

Lore

In current time, Stryder is actively working as an assassin for The Guild in Neolith, and occasionally will carry out hit jobs as directed of the head of Psicorp.

History

Stryder's past has been quite the.. Bleak one. When first made, he woke up in Plant #3. A new Hyro- an Amalgam, at that. Which meant he was different. Made up of a corrupted code in a bleak, dreary and lonely place. Not greeted with a lifeline like normal Hyros, Stryder was left to make his way through his surroundings by himself. The plant he was made up in was a devastating place- death and decay surrounded him and overwhelmed with the sight and smell of it all, he hastily made his way out of the building and into the outside world of Vythrosa. Blinking furiously, he lifted a hand to block the light from the sun and once adjusted to the light, he looked around, trying to think of where to go from here.

The lonesome Hyro wandered, and found a settlement. It seemed people set up by the nearby Amalgam plant to attempt and aid the ones who wanted or needed it- and Stryder absolutely fit that bill. They were wary of him at first, however. And rightfully so- because what they and he didn't know, was that his skin was toxic. Made up of a gelatinous material infused from the DNA of the deadly plant oleander, he was deadly to everyone who lay a hand on him. And that would be discovered the hard way, unfortunately. The first Hyro who touched him with intention of aid fell deathly ill and later on passed away. Instead of being warmly welcomed, Stryder was now being ushered to a containment where he could be monitored closely- and unable to cause more harm. Though he wasn't told why he was being contained. He was led to believe that he was "sick", and that he couldn't go neat anyone else or they would get sick as well. Being young and naïve, he frowned and nodded and continued to live out his childhood years in isolation.

Stryder stayed with this group well into his teen years. But as he got older, his care got worse and worse. Almost like he was forgotten about. He was fed and given his own space, but it was just the bare necessities. He was given no socialization, no affection, nothing to simulate him or help him learn anything. When he reached 16, he started to get exasperated, and increasingly curious and upset about his care. He decided he would try and sneak out so he could hopefully get some answers. In the middle of the night, he tried using his horns to break through some glass paneling, but it was too thick. He kept trying, but the same result. Getting upset, he started to punch the surface until when he closed his eyes, he heard a smash. Upon opening them again, he saw that his hand and forearm had changed shape. It was now in a pickaxe shape, and his arm went through the thick glass. He made a mental note to explore that later, but for the meantime he stuck his opposite hand through the hole and opened the door from the outside and snuck out. He wandered for a little bit until he found one of his main caretakers in what looked to be a room where one would eat. Upon seeing him, his caretaker immediately was defensive and told him calmly to go back to his cell- but Stryder wanted answers. He was increasingly stressed out, anxious and angry and his substance parts had turned a bright, toxic-coloured green. His lethality was out of control, and he was completely unaware- and in trying to get his caretaker to speak with him, accidentally touched him and he perished. The boy freaked out and turned to run, but the commotion had attracted more caretakers who now saw Stryder standing over the lifeless body of a Hyro. They tried to talk him down, to push him back into the corner of the room where they could corral him back to another containment area- but that's the last thing he wanted. He got angry- and he lashed out. His arms shifting into a pair of deadly scythes, he swung about as he screamed and cried, begging them to get away. He killed most, and those he didn't soon would die from their infected wounds anyways. And now terrified of himself, Stryder ran from that place and he never looked back.

Present

After leaving his first ever "home", Stryder wandered for a while. Trying to avoid other Hyros on his journey- his entire experience in that place made him terrified of any sort of contact or touch with others. He found a small city, and decided to hole up in an abandoned building. He traveled around and stole reading material and observed many others without their knowledge. He was trying to teach himself basic skills and necessities for life. For the most part- he was pretty successful. He spent about 9 months doing this. Just learning, and observing as he kept himself isolated from any others. But eventually- he thought that he might be okay to try and re-enter society. He just wouldn't let anyone touch him.

For the most part, him tentatively entering society went about as well as you'd expect. Naturally, other Hyros were wary of the tall Amalgam, but he tried not to let it bother him. He got a job in a book shop where he wouldn't come in contact with many others, and mainly stuck to himself as he put away orders of books and organized ones that had been returned. He didn't like the small space, and it always made his anxiety spike. But- it was.. About as normal as he would get. He even developed a friendship with a girl who also happened to work there. Together, she helped Stryder learn things about himself. She wanted to help the Amal, and help is what she did. He appreciated her a lot and after a bit the two were as good friends as you can be when your touch kills people. Another couple of months passed like this, and Stryder almost enjoyed his life. But, of course bad luck always seems to follow Amalgams. His friend and her boyfriend got into a bad argument, and she went to Stryder when she needed to clear her head. They were hanging out, and the boyfriend followed her becasue he wasn't through with their argument. Things escalated, and it ended with the Amalgam standing up for her and trying to defend her from the man who was now acting violently. Stryder got angry and stressed out- like that day with his caretakers and his substance turned back to that bright shade of green that it had been back then. Once again an accident took place, and Stryder couldn't control himself and both the violent boyfriend, and his friend fell to his hand.

Devastated and furious with himself, Stryder vowed one thing then and there. No more relationships of any kind. He would become antisocial and introverted. And if killing seemed to be the only thing he was good at? He would continue to do so. He left that city that night- not after notifying authorities of two Hyros dying, and left an envelope of money on the step of his friends caretakers doorstep. He hoped it would help cushion the costs that followed ones death, and he left. He went to the big city of Neolith. He had heard tell of a Guild there, and he knew he would get accepted with his given "ability". Needless to say, he did and he now works as a ruthless assassin, and barely says more than three words to others. Will anyone get this Amalgam to stop hating himself enough to teach him to control his toxicity- and possibly form a friendship, or anything more?