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 Posted: Fri Dec 20, 2013 12:46 pm
xxxxxSkarabxxxOpidae General xxAge: 8 Sweeps
xxGender: Male
xxHeight: 5'8"
xxWeight: 140 lbs
xxRace: Troll
xxChumhandle/Trollhandle: considerateToxin
xxZodiac Sign: Black Widow Mark
xxBlood Color: ▅▅▅▅▅▅▅
xxWeb Browser/Denizen: Yaldabaoth
xxTyping Quirk: Puts four r's and s' in place of one, depending on the sound. Supposed to be like hissing and trills of the tongue
xxTheme Song: Centipede - Knifeparty / Monster - Skillet xxxPersonality Quite often seen as a more sinister character, but often through misunderstanding. His ways are greatly questionable, but his way of replacing improper nouns may be the most perplexing part of his personality, tending too use things like 'prey' and 'experiment' in replace of 'friend' and 'acquaintance', respectively. He's pretty nice for a highblood with that aside, but doesn't typically mingle with lowbloods as he actually fears the consequences that could result from either his own or another highblood's actions against them. He also has a tendency to try and play mind games with others, a twisted way of playing with his supposed 'prey'. It can never really be identified if he cares for anyone he knows, mainly because he's so lack and careless when talking to or about them. He tends to see life as a game, but one that is meant to be only fun no matter how cruel a situation sounds. xxxBiography xxxStrife xxStrife Specibus: Medicinekind
xxSecondary Strife Specibus: Whipkind
xxTertiary Strife Specibus: If all else fails, Fistkind is here to save the day biggrin ! xxxOther stuff xxFetch Modi: First Aid Kid - A basic containment unit that must be carried at all times in some way, holding within it Sylladex Cards. The cards can only be reached after the owner has used a key to open the unit. Key cannot be within the box or it becomes purposeless.
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xxGuardian/Lusus: Centipededad
xxCruxite Artifact:
xxAssociated Item: Bottles
xxAssociated Instrument: Not sure what this means, but a tambourine would be sweet o u o. xxxMedium Related xxPlanet: Land of Chemicals and Insomnia
xxGod Tier: Thief of Heart
xxProspit or Derse: Prospit
xxSprite's First Prototyping: Centipedesprite (Centipededad)
xxSprite's Second Prototyping: Medipedesprite (Medicine Kit)
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Posted: Fri Dec 27, 2013 6:28 pm
xxxxxGaiaen xxxEmeter General xxAge: Roughly 7 1/2 Sweeps
xxGender: Male
xxHeight: 5'4"
xxWeight: 128 lbs
xxRace: Troll
xxChumhandle/Trollhandle: adventitiousCataclysm
xxZodiac Sign: Planet with lines of latitude and longitude
xxBlood Color: ▅▅▅▅▅▅▅
xxWeb Browser/Denizen: Hemera
xxTyping Quirk: Speaks quick. Tends to EXAGGERATE with caps. NEVER on topic.
xxTheme Song: xxxPersonality Acting quick with a strange preciseness, Gaiaen is able to get out of almost any sticky situation the world throws at him. He is a skilled hunter and almost able to catch any of the beasts within his meager stretch of land. But hey, it's hard living in a world when everyone thinks you're extinct! He is proud of his lineage, even if other possibly living limebloods are ashamed of theirs. Not like he can blame them, especially if he can't find them. He's known to be quite the trickster in terms of pranking other trolls that happen to stray a little too close to his 'hive', and he loves to see how annoyed they end up. It's really the only way he can entertain himself, besides making mock targets to practice on when boredom truly does take its toll. Social disconnection to the others around him also hold quite the effect on the troll, and it's especially evident when he talks on Trollian with others. He can come off as rude very quickly, seeing as he responds at godspeed with the smallest sentences that you've ever seen. And if someone tries to get a longer response out of him, he'll simply log off. It's difficult living life like he does, it's difficult and no one understands ((//shot)) xxxBiography xxxStrife xxStrife Specibus: Bowkind
xxSecondary Strife Specibus: Slingshotkind
xxTertiary Strife Specibus: Clawkind xxxOther stuff xxFetch Modi:
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xxGuardian/Lusus: Griffgondad (Griffon with dragon wings o u o )
xxCruxite Artifact: Egg
xxAssociated Item: Feather
xxAssociated Instrument: Leaf whistle xxxMedium Related xxPlanet: Land of Waste and Pollution (LOWAP)
xxGod Tier: Bard of Life
xxProspit or Derse: Derse
xxSprite's First Prototyping: Griffsprite
xxSprite's Second Prototyping:
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Posted: Thu Jan 02, 2014 5:24 pm
The Bio and personality are taken from his profile in a previous guild. Some details are to be changed but for now, bear with the second person speech.
xxxxxAdonis xxx Parmit  General xxAge: 8 sweeps
xxGender: Male
xxHeight: 6'
xxWeight: 154
xxRace: Troll
xxChumhandle/Trollhandle: areteTendancies
xxZodiac Sign:
xxBlood Color: ▅▅▅▅▅▅▅
xxWeb Browser/Denizen: Epimethius
xxTyping Quirk: Tends To Cap-I-Tal-Ize The Be-Gin-Ning Of Words And Syl-La-Bles.
xxTheme Song: xxxPersonality If you hadn't hidden yourself away from so many trolls in the beginning, you probably would have been much more sociable. You normally have one extraordinary imagination, and it could have made you a much more liked troll. Unfortunately it never happened, so you've become anti-social. Not that there's any problem with that. In fact, it keeps you away from many problems other's have at this point in their life, not knowing what to do with these feelings of pity and hate they have for one another. You don't have to deal with that weight on your mind. But even if you did, you would know how to deal with it as you are more familiar with how it works as fan fictions usually leave one with such knowledge.
Energy is something you have seem to have lost as well. When you were a grub you had been much more agile and always on watch, kind of like a meerkat. But once the trials at the brooding caves were over, you had undergone more than just a metamorphic change. You also began to become drowsy much more often, and the drowsiness soon evolved into narcolepsy. Now it is impossible for you to stay up as often as you used to. The insomnia also left a bit of a cosmetic problem that is barely clearing up. You have dark bags under your eyes that also appeared after the brooding caves. Your sight worsened as well, but at least your thick hipster-like glasses keep people's attention away from your eyes. It's...kind of a good thing.
Noise. The word itself bothers you to no extent, and yet you can't understand why. But when there is a sound that is over a certain decibel, you begin to panic. It's something unlike you, but at the same time is uncontrollable. Little do you know that it is really because of a phobia that you just don't want to confront. It would be silly to be afraid of such a thing as sound, right? Just the very thought is ridiculous, yet at the same time...frightening. xxxBiography Drowsy, gray eyes are just a minor set-back to you, as those same eyes that once were full of wonder were your only weapon in the brooding caves. You could say that when you were a grub, you were 'blessed' with insomnia, as it just so happened to keep you vigil a mopjaority of the time. Surely kept you away from all those other psychos, especially those of higher blood castes to your own. As a distraction from those blood curdling screams that you hated so much, you decided to travel through small tunnels in the cavern that had been carved out by grubs of what could possibly be millenniums older than you, or so you thought. Soon you discovered the lost runes of a Troll written into the walls of the tunnel, ancient crypt of one's life. It was here that you would teach yourself the language, catching onto what was written surprisingly quick. It is why you always had a higher intelligence than your fellow grubs, but intelligence wasn't always the satisfactory trait to have, especially in a world full of the universe's most violent race. And it continued to prove to be a bit worthless when you finally exited the brooding caves...when you met your lusus. Or more better put as a giant Boardad that had been waiting for a snack such as yourself. This would be your first Grief, thugh you sided with absconding from the creature's attacks. This would go on until you both had exhausted your energies, though the Boardad had enough to pick you up with its husks and take you off. You were sure it was to be killed and devoured as a noon-time snack, but the thought proved to be quite the contrary. He had actually taken you to the construction droids, of which you comanded to build your first hive ever on top of a mountain. You always were against being around the site as the noise was...well scarring. You still hadn't gotten over the brooding caves, and you never would. Thankfully, since the hive it on the peak of a mountain, it is impossible for any troll that's actually smart to ever go by, leaving your hive completely quiet. It is very simple too, only having the necessities. Well that and a few other...things. What's really important to you is that it's just you and your Boardad.
But why do you vex your own kind so much? Well, primarily because they are much too prideful for your tastes. They are incompetent and egoistic, especially the ones from your caste and up. Low-bloods at least know their place.. There are trust issues, but moreover 'I don't have the time to deal with your crap' issues. Instead of your own race, you have an infatuation with others. The way their cultures work are captivating in your eyes, each one unique and special. You keep this whole obsession of other cultures a secret though, as you do not wish to risk being possibly culled.
Over time, you discovered another passion of yours. Writing. Your higher intelligence fit the part quite well, and was mainly the reason as to how you got into it. Constant nights of boredom were also to blame, and it finally pushed you to go on your Husktop for the first time ever. The amount of dust that had collected was probably enough to birth a dust model of a grub, but what does that have to do with anything? All that we should be concerned about is your discovery of fanfictions, so let's get to it. After nights of scouring the multiple intergalactic servers that were up to offer, you finally discovered one that was written in the way you speak your language. It was called "English." This was where the infatuation would begin, and where you discovered a gold mine of human literature. You made your own accounts and began writing, surprised how popular your drabbles got. This inspired you to start your writing carreer, and was really the only drive to keep you going. That, and the constant pestering of your Boardad to feed him. Damn thing gets hungry fast.
xxxStrife xxStrife Specibus: Staffkind
xxSecondary Strife Specibus: Wandkind
xxTertiary Strife Specibus: Barkind xxxOther stuff xxFetch Modi: Jengakind
xxSlots: 5
xxGuardian/Lusus: Boardad
xxCruxite Artifact: Owl
xxAssociated Item: Notebooks
xxAssociated Instrument: Harp or Piano, debating this xxxMedium Related xxPlanet: Land of Gravity and Sentience
xxGod Tier: Mage of Void
xxProspit or Derse: Derse
xxSprite's First Prototyping: Matt Smith Doll (Whosprite)
xxSprite's Second Prototyping: Sherlock Doll (Wholocksprite, yes I know v3v)xxxNotes xx- Has Acoustiphobia, Fear of Sounds
xx- Suffers from narcolepsy, resulting in random fits of sleep. Can also be triggered if facing a panic attack
- Panic attacks usually occur if he feels like he has no control over a situation he is presently in
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Posted: Thu Jan 02, 2014 5:25 pm
xxxxxCorvus xxx Mituri  General xxAge: 7.38 Sweeps
xxGender: Male
xxHeight: 5'1"
xxWeight: 135 lbs
xxRace: Troll
xxChumhandle/Trollhandle: anonymousTip
xxZodiac Sign: Mercury (Planet)
xxBlood Color: ▅▅▅▅▅▅▅
xxWeb Browser/Denizen:
xxTyping Quirk: Replaces i's with 1's and o's with 0's, inorder to represent how Mercury is the first planet (01)
xxTheme Song: xxxPersonality Text here xxxBiography xxxStrife xxStrife Specibus: Rulerkind
xxSecondary Strife Specibus:
xxTertiary Strife Specibus: xxxOther stuff xxFetch Modi: Walletkind
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xxGuardian/Lusus: Owldad
xxCruxite Artifact: Snake in a tree
xxAssociated Item: Book
xxAssociated Instrument: Harp xxxMedium Related xxPlanet: Land of Marble and Scriptures
xxGod Tier: Page of Light
xxProspit or Derse:
xxSprite's First Prototyping: Lusus
xxSprite's Second Prototyping: Telescope
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Posted: Thu Jan 02, 2014 5:27 pm
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Posted: Thu Jan 02, 2014 5:28 pm
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