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obstructedantiquity) wrote2014-12-28 09:58 am
obstructedantiquity) wrote2014-12-28 09:58 am
PROFILE
Your name is RICCIN KAYATA.
You are ALMOST NINE SWEEPS OLD, and you're an Imperial Trainee. Brought in at the age of five for psionic testing, you've been in Imperial care ever since, gradually having the WETWARE AND APICULTURE needed to helm a ship integrated into your fleshhusk over the sweeps. By the time you're TEN and you hit CONSCRIPTION, you'll be fully ready to be placed directly into your destined position of IMPERIAL HELSMMAN for some lucky ship.
Some trolls think your enthusiasm for SPACE, YOUR FUTURE and the MIRTHFUL MESSIAHS makes you a little fucked in the pan. You usually respond by CLUBBING THEM IN THEIRS. In the city, you're known as the BIG LOWBLOOD with the CREEPY HALF-PAINT and a SHITTY ATTITUDE, and that's fucking untrue. Your attitude isn't shitty! You just know there's only two things above you - FINHEADS, and SUBJUGS - and EVERYONE ELSE BELONGS FUCKING BELOW.
Now if you could just CONVINCE OTHERS of that fact.
Your trollhandle is obstructedAntiquity, and yOU TYPE IN A RAUCOUS MANNER THAT DRAWS THE FUCKING EYe. :o)
You are ALMOST NINE SWEEPS OLD, and you're an Imperial Trainee. Brought in at the age of five for psionic testing, you've been in Imperial care ever since, gradually having the WETWARE AND APICULTURE needed to helm a ship integrated into your fleshhusk over the sweeps. By the time you're TEN and you hit CONSCRIPTION, you'll be fully ready to be placed directly into your destined position of IMPERIAL HELSMMAN for some lucky ship.
Some trolls think your enthusiasm for SPACE, YOUR FUTURE and the MIRTHFUL MESSIAHS makes you a little fucked in the pan. You usually respond by CLUBBING THEM IN THEIRS. In the city, you're known as the BIG LOWBLOOD with the CREEPY HALF-PAINT and a SHITTY ATTITUDE, and that's fucking untrue. Your attitude isn't shitty! You just know there's only two things above you - FINHEADS, and SUBJUGS - and EVERYONE ELSE BELONGS FUCKING BELOW.
Now if you could just CONVINCE OTHERS of that fact.
Your trollhandle is obstructedAntiquity, and yOU TYPE IN A RAUCOUS MANNER THAT DRAWS THE FUCKING EYe. :o)
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NAME: Riccin Kāyata
CASTE: Yellow
SIGN: Eclipse, the lunar transit.
LUSUS: Giant pangolin, 8" feet long.
PSIONICS: Telekinesis. Their power gets stronger the farther away from them it is, reaching its peak at six feet of distance, and decreasing from there.
STRIFEKIND: Meteor hammer. It has a very long rope, and they direct it with their psionics: practice and good hand-eye coordination means that they can apply much more force than would normally be possible.
HOBBIES: Raiding the crypts below the inner city, and stealing from the graves. Hoarding massive amounts of objects. Religious studies. Reading the Mirthful Hymns. Watching theatre.
APPEARANCE:
Six foot eleven, built lean and rectangular, and they're muscular without being ripped: fairly average athletic eighteen year old, essentially. Their hair is kept shaved on the sides and braided in the back, and they always keep all of their skin covered, from fingertips to the mid-point of their throat. On the rare occasion that someone sees them without their coat or gloves, they'll find helmsports installed in all the usual locations.
They wear the Church's half-paint: white on their eyelids, upper lip, and in a teardrop from the right eye.
PERSONALITY:
Socially aggressive. Painfully disinterested in others - empathy is not a stat they took at chargen - but at the same time, they're very social. They like people being interested in them, paying attention to them, giving them the validation and kudos they deserve - they're just not very good at realising, or caring, about the fact others expect the same.
Determined that they're above everyone else: the Hymns say that Mirthful adherents are always superior than the faithless, after all! The evolution of the hymnbooks to indoctrinate lowblood psionics is a relatively recent one, though, even by troll standards, and so they're constantly bothered by the fact it preaches Mirthful superiority in the same breath as it denigrates lowbloods. The conflict makes them a little self-conscious, and painfully, unpleasantly aware of their own caste: actually bring up the fact they're the literal lowest rung of the church, and they're the lowest rung of society to boot, and they will go the fuck off.
tl;dr: A nineteen year old with a superiority complex and a religion that perpetually places them as the exception to the general filth of their caste, with all the issues one might expect to result from that. Terrible temper and prone to looming, not very empathetic, kind of melodramatic: very, very deeply involved in their faith, and prone to spouting off about it at the first opportunity.
QUADRANTS:
<> who would even
<3 Vaguely interested in Liyiji, Pheres, the list probably goes on. Uptight bookish nerds are apparently their thing. UNFORTUNATE.
<3< hahaha they wish
o8< Myrrha Quisle is their auspistice, and the current third leaf is Sipara Nzinga.
NAME: Riccin Kāyata
CASTE: Yellow
SIGN: Eclipse, the lunar transit.
LUSUS: Giant pangolin, 8" feet long.
PSIONICS: Telekinesis. Their power gets stronger the farther away from them it is, reaching its peak at six feet of distance, and decreasing from there.
STRIFEKIND: Meteor hammer. It has a very long rope, and they direct it with their psionics: practice and good hand-eye coordination means that they can apply much more force than would normally be possible.
HOBBIES: Raiding the crypts below the inner city, and stealing from the graves. Hoarding massive amounts of objects. Religious studies. Reading the Mirthful Hymns. Watching theatre.
APPEARANCE:
Six foot eleven, built lean and rectangular, and they're muscular without being ripped: fairly average athletic eighteen year old, essentially. Their hair is kept shaved on the sides and braided in the back, and they always keep all of their skin covered, from fingertips to the mid-point of their throat. On the rare occasion that someone sees them without their coat or gloves, they'll find helmsports installed in all the usual locations.
They wear the Church's half-paint: white on their eyelids, upper lip, and in a teardrop from the right eye.
PERSONALITY:
Socially aggressive. Painfully disinterested in others - empathy is not a stat they took at chargen - but at the same time, they're very social. They like people being interested in them, paying attention to them, giving them the validation and kudos they deserve - they're just not very good at realising, or caring, about the fact others expect the same.
Determined that they're above everyone else: the Hymns say that Mirthful adherents are always superior than the faithless, after all! The evolution of the hymnbooks to indoctrinate lowblood psionics is a relatively recent one, though, even by troll standards, and so they're constantly bothered by the fact it preaches Mirthful superiority in the same breath as it denigrates lowbloods. The conflict makes them a little self-conscious, and painfully, unpleasantly aware of their own caste: actually bring up the fact they're the literal lowest rung of the church, and they're the lowest rung of society to boot, and they will go the fuck off.
tl;dr: A nineteen year old with a superiority complex and a religion that perpetually places them as the exception to the general filth of their caste, with all the issues one might expect to result from that. Terrible temper and prone to looming, not very empathetic, kind of melodramatic: very, very deeply involved in their faith, and prone to spouting off about it at the first opportunity.
QUADRANTS:
<> who would even
<3 Vaguely interested in Liyiji, Pheres, the list probably goes on. Uptight bookish nerds are apparently their thing. UNFORTUNATE.
<3< hahaha they wish
o8< Myrrha Quisle is their auspistice, and the current third leaf is Sipara Nzinga.