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Zadere Areven

Full Name: Zadere Areven
Gender: Male
Physique (Height/Weight): Average build, but relatively tall compared to the average troll. He has a good amount of muscle mass, but low definition.
Age: 7 Sweeps

Personality: Introverted and submissive, he seems to be the perfect low-blood servant. However, he has a great sense for adventure, and constantly gets sidetracked in his imaginative escapades. He hoards objects which remind him of ancient artifacts, anything old and worn out that he thinks looks cool. He puts on a facade of optimism and happiness, always smiling even when hurt. In his mind this makes sure that his friends aren’t affected by his sadness or pain, and are happier with the illusion of his own happiness. He’s very careful and plans everything in advance, always taking his time to think things through before acting, sometimes to the detriment of not acting fast enough. He thinks very highly of others, especially those in higher castes, and constantly strives to please them, constantly worrying about his actions, which further delays his planning process and slows his response time.

(I'll probably expand on this as I roleplay him and get his personality down better)

Physical appearance:

Drawing (Warning, I can't figure out how to shrink the image, it's huge):

Slightly Inaccurate Sprite:

Zadere is tall and averagely muscled, due to his constant adventuring and also his job serving higher blood castes. He wears a white button-up shirt with his symbol stitched onto the upper right of his chest. He also wears cargo pants, and either sandals or work boots, depending on where his latest adventure takes him. His black hair flows down to his waist, always tangled in knots and ruffled about due to him never taking care of it properly. When in a cold climate or just trying to look fancy, we wears a scarf which matches the tannish-brown color of his pants. He wears a pair of square glasses which he needs to see far away. He removes them for viewing things up close, which his eyes are extremely adept at. His horns are small and curve slightly downward, resembling his symbol, which appears to be a similar shape to a pickaxe.


Strengths: Creative, Observant, Careful
Weaknesses: Paranoid, Submissive, Helps Others to His Own Detriment
Fears/Insecurities: He fears above all else that people won’t like him, and strives to please everyone he can.
Likes/Hobbies: Dumpster Diving/Treasure Hunting, Cooking, Art
Dislikes: Cleaning, Violence, Swimming

Handle: optimisticArchaeologist
Typing Quirk/Color: Calls old worn-out things “treasures”, overuses exclamation points, and adds extra punctuation when excited.

Blood color: Bronze
Psionic Power: He can summon, and speak to, the spirits of the deceased while close to their remains.
Symbol: (See Appearance Section Image)
Lusus: Pigeon-kitten (I’ll draw this later)- A small white kitten with wings and a spot on its face above its nose similar to that of a pigeon.

God Tier Title: Knight of Space
Land: Land of Frogs and Ziggurats
Derse or Prospit: Prospit
Strife Specibus: bladekind
Fetch Modus: (Do people actually use these in roleplaying?)



If anything needs improving or you think anything could be better (even if it meets the requirements) let me know! I always like constructive criticism.

Exaras Avraro (EDITED, CW; DRUG MENTION)

Full Name: Exaras "Ex" Avraro
Gender: Male
Physique (Height/Weight): 5'9 / 137lbs
Age: 17 sweeps old.

Personality:
Exaras is a thin and relatively lanky troll, such as most malnourished lowbloods are. The difference between him and others, is that he's had things rather good. He has an average sized hive, a lusus and two mates that love him.. What more could you need? This being said, Exaras is a very laid-back and chill troll, though gets uncomfortable around those higher on the hemospectrum.

He mainly prefers the company of lower-blooded trolls and mutants, ones that make him feel right at home due to possessing his own form of mutation. His tongue is abnormally long, and he often uses it as a conversation piece or tool to grab things with. The coolest of party tricks, he says. Exaras is partially blind, and prefers to keep his eyes closed and off of the topic.

Physical appearance:

Icky Anteater Boy:

Strengths:

• Exaras is a very sweet troll, and often tries to talk his way out of sticky situations.
  
• He has excellent hearing due to his large ears, and tries to be constantly aware of his surroundings.
  
• Isn't easy to trust higher-blooded trolls.
  

Weaknesses:

• Timid to an extent. Very hesitant to fight.
  
• His ears are extremely sensitive to loud noises.
  
• Exaras can't fight very well.
  

Fears/Insecurities:

• Trolls above cerulean.
  
• Seadwellers, especially tyrians.
  
• Being ridiculed for his odd sense of style.
  
• Sunlight.
  
• Large lusii.
  

Likes/Hobbies:

• Getting absolutely baked with his boyfriends.
  
• Gardening.
  
• Rock/gem collecting.
  
• Listening to "loud" music, which isn't really that loud.
  
• Loafing around at hive.
  

Dislikes:

• Water/water bodies.
  
• Fish, the smell of fish, etc. It makes him sick.
  
• Highblooded trolls.
  
• Complete silence.
  
• Country music.
  
• Politics. Pink fish are only important because one big fish said so. Ugh.
  

Handle: undergroundNoisemaker [UN]
Typing Quirk/Color: #663300 His quirk is replacing o's with e's. He also types all lowercase.(ex; the quick brewn fex jumped ever the lazy deg.)
Blood color: Bronze, or #cc6600
Psionic Power: N/A
Symbol:
Lusus: A large, lazy anteater with two tongues.

Strife Specibus: knifeKind. A pocket knife.
Fetch Modus: TBA.

Other:

Mozert Mistro

Full Name: Mozert mistro
Gender: Male
Height: 5”3
Age: 9 sweeps
Physical appearance:


artwork by AestheticAvenger
Personality:
To the populous, he is a hardcore rock star, who goes out of his way to be like no one else. He has gotten tired of all hard rock bands sounding the same, so every concert he will bring something out of the ordinary to play, whether it be a tuned Tesla coil, a twelve foot Triangle, 100 rubber bands, or whatever, else he can think up. He also to make himself stand out,(or so he says) doesn't play with other trolls, he is a one-man band, using his psychic abilities to handle the instruments.

To his friends, he is cold and distant. He doesn't have many close friends. He has had some major losses in his past, and to make sure he doesn't have any more major losses like that, he makes sure no one gets that close to him.

But when he is all alone, and no one is watching, he sheds his tough exterior, and will listen to the beauty of the sounds of nature. He loves listening to the quiet noises and hates how everything in life has to be such a big production.

Handle:artisticComposer
Typing Quirk/Color:Tends to make Music Puns. And will end sentences with ||
Blood color:Bronse
Symbol: a double sharp.
Lusus: a small salamander

Strengths:: strong psychic abilities. Great at music. He is good at intimidating a strong persona  
Weaknesses: Cold to people and refuses to make friends. Not very physically strong.
Fears/Insecurities:Fears getting close to people. He is not a fan of
Likes/Hobbies:He loves making music, both the beautiful and the loud.
Dislikes:he doesn't like being ignored, and he Dislikes getting close to people.


God Tier Title:Rouge of time
Land:Land of Clocks and Rhythm
Derse or Prospit:Derse
Strife Specibus: Stick Kind
Psionic Power: can controll many things at a time

Describe your character in three words:
Cold but kind
If your character were stranded on an island and could only bring two things with them, what would they be?:
a whistle, and his picture of Izebel.

Other:
Background
at about five sweeps old, he met a rust blood named Izebel who was gentle and kind, and he quickly took a liking to her. They soon got in a pail relationship, and he vowed to protect her from the evils of the world. At which point, he took up fighting with the branches of trees and got good at controlling many small things with his psychic abilities. He was able to protect her from the usual dangers of the forest, and in return, she taught him to see the beauty in the sounds of nature, from the song of a bird to the scuttle of insects beneath, to the silence of the night.

He eventually got good at making beauty in sound, he could get her to dance by rubbing different types of string together, he could make her smile by cutting out notches out of a branch, and play a light and airy tune on a flute. And they were happy together.

But alas, it was not meant to last forever for at the age of seven sweeps, she fell ill. He knew a cobalt blood troll, who could have cured her, and so he tried contacting him but was completely ignored, because according to the doctor, Mozert was not worth lifting a finger for. Izebel died, and Mozert after a failed assassination attempt on the doctor, who he blamed, decided a different approach. He would use this skill she taught him, to make sure that the high-bloods could hear him.

Now he plays loud music while speaking out for equal rights for all blood types while playing punk rock. While some trolls enjoy his music, few have gotten behind his cause.  He makes sure his music is different because if you keep doing the same things, you will keep getting the results you have always gotten. But the one thing he keeps in his music, is beneath the loud instruments, and 4 foot Subwoofers, if you listen close enough, you can hear a soft, almost silent, beautiful melody, just like if you get to know him good enough you can find a bit of Izebel under all his layers of pushing everyone away.