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Rick Bretton (language warning... i forgot what color to use... wait is this even a legitimate warning... whatever...)

Full Name:Ricard "Rick" Bretton
Gender: Male
Physique (Height/Weight): 6ft 1in
Age: 18

Personality: As a child Rick watched an excessive amount of Fist of the North Star thus leading to an unhealthy obsession with the apocalypse,  the 80's, and martial arts. He's also had an unhealthy obsession with beating others down, killing, and being the "Alpha". So after a while he decided he'd try living a life as a martial arts vigilante. Rick has honed his physical and mental state through nonstop training to become the ultimate fighter, and now that he's become that he can reap the joy of torturing criminals and crime doers for his own amusement. He doesn't value the live's of others (although he will pretend to) and is obsessed with his social image. Dispelling "Justice" is his greatest desire, not to mention he gets tons of bitches for doing this shit.

Rick's pure, unquenchable rage towards the world is enough basically have him fight to the death in a battle he knows he will lose. Backing down is never an answer, and the satisfaction of watching his opponent sweat at his furious gaze while slowly dying is enough to keep him going even beyond death. Some say his pure rage is enough to have his own corpse fight on even after death. Rick is a Nihilist, Anarchist, and Darwinist combined into one being with the soul intent of power and destruction. Rick think's the world is secretly ruled by the Illuminati and that he specifically is being targeted for trying to overthrow the world.


Physical appearance: Rick combs his brown hair to the left side of his head, giving him a heavy resemblance of John or Jake except with the sides gelled and combed back. He wears 80's cyclops sunglasses or sports sunglasses depending on the situation. Rick typically wears a fur lined leather jacket with the sleeves cut off and a white tank top underneath. He always wears leather gloves with spikes on the knuckles and the fingertips cut off, ALWAYS. Grey jeans with BMX kneeguards make up his lower attire, along with steel toed, black combat boots and a long, studded leather belt.

Rick has a scar under his right eye that almost follows the direction of purple lines caused from sleep deprivation and a split left eyebrow. Injuries sustained over 10 years of fighting.



Strengths: Unbreakable will, BEZERK RAGE, incredibly good at deceiving others and SHERLOCK IQ.
Weaknesses: Has trouble sympathizing with others, very arrogant and cocky,
Fears/Insecurities: Moths, the fear that one day he wont be able to control his rage and destroy everything he's built. The Illuminati is watching everyone...
Likes and Hobbies:80's action movies, superheros, beating up people who pretend to have mental illnesses, the concept of Alternia, new wave music/ dark synthwave, FATE.
Dislikes: Arrogant and Cocky people, those who pretend to have mental illnesses, discovering the person you just beat up actually has a mental illness. KARMA.
Handle:NewwaveAbsolver
Typing Style: I'll rip off you're head and shit down your neck pal...
Eye color: Grey
Symbol: Snake Plyssken's tattoo
Guardian: Pops (AU Dick Bretton)

God Tier Title: LORD OF RAGE
Land: Land of Explosions and Chains
Derse or Prospit: Derse, but decided to tell everyone to go fuck themselves and made his own dream planet: Rickspit.
Strife Specibus: Martialartkind/Akimbokind
Fetch Modus: fuck that shit kid.

Other: Makes fucking amazing margaritas.

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Reiley Quatro

Full Name: Reiley Quatro
Gender: Female
Physique (Height/Weight): 6'10"
Age: 8

Personality: Hater of liars and having an ear for critics, Rei abandoned the courts of Highbloods long ago after discovering they were all liars and posers who would say anything to stay on her good side. After a rather bloody rage induced slaughter, she decided to go incognito for a while and play for Lowbloods. It was here she was told the truth, that she was just plain fucking awful, and she loved it. She appreciates honesty and criticism, hating people who lie even if they are trying to spare another's feelings.

She treats Lowblood commonly better than Highbloods, originally because she wanted to get actual opinions out of them, but now it's because she has begun to better identify with them over the upper echelons of the hemospectrum. However, she has grown very trusting over time, causing her to be easily tricked or fooled on occasion. Finding out about this betrayal usually leads to anger of the highest order.

She loves romantic and love themed ballads, and continually tries to write her own despite being absolute garbage at any music that isn’t Rock. Her continued failure is a sore spot for her, but she will not accept anyone lying to her about her attempts. She also has a thing for troll boy bands, as rare and short lived as they are in the industry. This secret she hides with also frightening levels of obsession, and is the only thing she her self will lie about, being rather blunt and honest most any other time. This love lead her to her current manager, a low blood boy who was the only survivor of the great boy band massacre. He’s pretty bad at it but she still like him and forgives his failures.

Physical appearance: Spotting a wild and unkempt Mohawk, the tips dyed in the colors of the Hemospectrum. Her horns curve upwards after growing out at an angle, appearing like demon horns. She has piercing along its length. Her face is one of wild intensity, angles sharp and refined that bend and shift to always seem to but an edge to her smile.

Leather jackets, combat boots, she wears a punk rockers uniform, and wears it proudly. The only deviation being a Fuchsia scarf around her neck that she pulls over her mouth when she gets into a scrap, for no other reason because she feels cooler like that.

When she is rocking out, she’s usually in an oversized sweater, her hair is just left to go wherever, and she goes barefoot to complete the lazy look and feel.

Strengths: Physically powerful, Dangerous close quarters combatant, skilled battle bard, able to focus her rage most of the time
Weaknesses: Psionic equivalent to a dead fish, unbelievably short fuse, not very comfortable leading.
Fears/Insecurities: No one actually likes her music, and only tolerate it because of her blood. She wants to be liked and hated for who she is, not what she is.
Likes/Hobbies:Song writing, debilitatingly spicy food, leatherworking, love ballads, breaking vases, making vases
Dislikes:Liars, Posers, low fat Yogurt

Handle:  Youthfultesseract
Typing Quirk/Color: None to speak of
Blood color: Fuschia
Psionic Power: Barely anything. Some telekinesis to help her withstand damage a bit better.
Symbol: https://cdn.dribbble.com/users/3662/screenshots/605261/rocknroll.jpg
Lusus: Horror Terror Emmisary

God Tier Title: Heir of Rage
Land: Land of Submarines and Chaos
Derse or Prospit: Derse
Strife Specibus:  Axe Kind
Fetch Modus: Electrified String stick Hero

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Popiko Pantak

Full Name: Popiko Pantak
Gender: The norm...
Physique (Height/Weight): 5'8
Age: 7 solar sweeps

Personality: Despite suffering absolutely terrible circumstances, Popiko somehow remains relatively active in a social environment. However, when in the privacy of his own home he tends to sulk in his own sadness, not to be confused with depression however. Popiko is an optimist even when sad and will desperately try to find things to cheer him up. He enjoys making friends and helping others yet despises sports as he lost both his horns in a cueball incident...

Popiko will try to help people reguardless of their social class or faction they are affiliated with and will even try to help people when they are physically hurting him, although he will try to ask them to stop. Being a pacifist Popiko is usually ridiculed as a troll and tends to get beaten by superior bloods. If this were to happen he'd simply look up and ask if they would like to hit him again. (Internally, Popiko thinks a change needs to occur... Popiko is a secret member of the rebellion and tries his best to boost moral by tending to wounds and making jokes.)

Popiko isn't like your average optimist as instead of acting like he's having a great day he'll be dry, sarcastic, and kinda pushy. He believes doing this cheers people up as average optimism almost seems too fake. If he accidentally insults someone like this he'll apologize and try to avoid acting this way when around them.

Inner Rage:

Physical appearance: Popiko has shaggy black hair, two stumps of the now broken horns he once had, squinted eyes and long pupils. He has an overbite showing his two canines and his two front teeth... the canines curve away from each other out to the sides of his cheeks. Popiko wears a grey windbreaker jacket, black shirt with his symbol under it, the troll variant of sketchers and grey jeans. Popiko's hair is parted to the left of his head and seems to curve outward.

Strengths: Unending optimism/Inner rage, witty comebacks and musically gifted.
Weaknesses: The mentioning of his missing horns, getting pushed around in romantic relations, almost TOO nice.
Fears/Insecurities: Afraid that his inner rage for the world will break out, and that he'll end up destroying everyone he loves.
Likes/Hobbies: Helping the weak, the past, new wave music.
Dislikes: Those who took his horns from him.

Handle: arithmaticHoliday
Typing Quirk/Color:Always writes a ?! at the end if his sentances, uses no other punctuation except ?! AH: Who are you people?!
How did you all find me?!
Blood color: Rust
Psionic Power: Capable of minor psychic powers (can lift small items and push lightweight objects) and the ability to speak to the dead.
Symbol: The Greek Letter, Phi
Lusus: A large, annoying, loud crow.

God Tier Title: Page of Rage
Land: Land of Oil and Flint
Derse or Prospit: Prospit
Strife Specibus: Shieldkind
Fetch Modus: probably not gonna use this...

Other: Is trying to befriend his nemesis.

Penn Quinn

Full Name: Penn(Pendleton) Quinn
Gender: Male
Physique (Height/Weight): 5'10" / 130 lbs
Age: 15 / willing to change depending on whatever rp.

Personality:

Calling him a hipster is a bit much. He's someone who values opinion, but not the ones from other people. The only person he really likes is himself. This isn't to say he has no friends, but on the contrary! He knows a plethora of people from far and wide due to his exploits as an...

Internet....troll. -It's obvious to see why he's so full of himself otherwise how could he have a clean mind when bullying others online? He also goes on numerous forums and review sites to talk smack about virtually everything that comes out. -His main argument being that most of the golden content that really emerged came from the early era!

The 80's...A time he'll never be able to live himself, but he can use his parents credit card and his 'practically talented and gifted' intelligence to live like he was in the 80's. He could never give up his electronic devices of the modern era though, so he decides to stay in the limbo of the two.

Physical appearance:

Strengths: Oblivious to virtually every insult. -That being because he's almost always mad. Advanced knowledge in things without a source, totally knows how to get chicks. Slight beef on the bones. Belief in greek mythos! (yes, this is a strength! -at least to him)
Weaknesses: Metaphorical Tunnel-Vision, Insensitive mostly, argumentative. No skills in the actual working world.
Fears/Insecurities: Being thrown out onto the street to fend for himself! The idea that his funny and likable personality will stop working it's magic.
Likes and Hobbies: Retro-American paraphernalia, Lock-'smithing', old mythology, bullying people.
Dislikes: Sheeple, Himself, -essentially anything that gets in his way he'll find a problem with.

Handle: archaicAngel
Typing Style: Like any normal human being would talk, lmao. You guys type like some sporg or something?
Eye color: Yeller. Yes, Yeller.
Symbol: Arcade Invader
Guardian: Uncle

God Tier Title: Thief of Rage
Land: Land of Proximity and Tension.

Spoiler:

Derse or Prospit: Derse
Strife Specibus: riflekind
Fetch Modus: will prob never use this so uhhhhhhhhhhh

Other:

Panels!

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Lettie Scourl

Full Name: Lettie Scourl
Gender: Female
Physique (Height/Weight): Slightly taller than average and lithe and trim in build
Age: 15 earth years

Personality: Normally, Lettie is pretty mellow and unreactive. She might let out a wry smile or crack a dry joke, but in general she’s pretty subdued, as though her mind is elsewhere. Lettie, however, is prone to obsessive rages. She might wake up one day and just want to hurt people, the next minute being as cool as a cucumber. It could be anything that sets her off, but excessively happy people are a gimmie. In a rage she’s vindictive and hurtful, in general a bit of an excessively violent bitch.
Whether angered or not, she’s sharp and competent, a skilled operator when it comes to anything physical or practical. She’s pretty cordial when in a good mood, but down right toxic otherwise. She enjoys being engaged in conversation and has a soft spot for confident people- someone who could manage to dominate her. A bit of a romantic, she’s kind of a dork in that regard.

Physical appearance:

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Lettie is very fit but still of average build, lithe and acrobatic. Her teeth are viciously sharp and she usually bears a wry smile beneath her upturned nose. She tousles her hair or gels it into a cooler style if she’s in a mood, but normally it’s a very neat and trim bob dyed white with a streak of jade- She wouldn’t do something like that if she didn’t know here genes were too good to cull. She dons herself with a variety of piercings, in her tongue and on her upper lip, along with three in each ear and two hoops in her right eyebrow. She’ll take out what she can if she’s feeling calm, but they usually go back in pretty quickly because she likes the tough aesthetic.
For clothes she usually wears tattered grey jeans and black tees, or just her pyjamas if she’s feeling especially mellow.

Strengths: Intense fear of death, rainbow drinker, vicious fighter.
Weaknesses: Erratic, susceptible to mental drubbings, short temper and bad people skills
Fears/Insecurities: The dark, the unknown, most people, sharp objects, bugs. You get the drift.
Likes/Hobbies: Sparring, FLARP if it’s violent, (Pantomime, brightly-colored clothing and high-riding fantasy novels, but it’s a secret!!), hitting things really hard
Dislikes: Other people, things she fears, her rages, being dead, being a rainbow drinker. Also, garlic and wooden stakes for some reason.

Handle: volatileEffervescent/vindictiveErratic
Typing Quirk/Color: all lower case, separ@ing all individual words and replacing ‘at’ in any word with @. Punctuation like ! and ? are doubled. wHEN @NGERED, SHE INVERTS C@PS AND REPL@CES A, with @. Depending on how mad she is, she might replace more letters with @.
Blood color: Jade #0c7842
Psionic Power: None
Symbol: @
Lusus: A crazy, violent Baboon that you should not give sharp objects.

God Tier Title: Knight of Rage
Land: Land of Polygons and Technicolor
Derse or Prospit: Prospit
Strife Specibus: Whipkind
Fetch Modus: Pantomime modus. You have to pantomime using an object to retrieve it, otherwise it’s straight forward.

Other:

Coltri Delxus

Full Name: Coltri Delxus
Gender: Male
Physique (Height/Weight): Average-height and weight.
Age: 7 sweeps

Personality: Coltri is a self-proclaimed bad boy rebel-type with a troubled past. (SPOILER: His past is only about as troubled as anyone else's.) He talks himself up to sound like the coolest guy around, and the thing is, people BELIEVE him. But really, under all that RADNESS, he's a huge coward. While he calls himself a "rebel", he just does whatever other people would think is "cool". Deep down, he's a huge nerd and he knows it. He doesn't really believe in the hemospectrum but makes it a point to mock and harass the lowbloods because its what is expected of him. He acts like he doesnt care in most situations but behind the persona he is tirelessly analyzing his every action, making sure he says and does the right things. Many trolls have crushes on him, whether red or black, and he uses this to his advantage to get what he wants.

Physical appearance: Coltri wears a black leather jacket with purple trim and his symbol with a white undershirt. He also wears navy blue pants with brown sneakers. His hair is styled heavily and combed in different directions. His horns are curved flat at the top and hook inwards. His teeth are all very sharp.

Strengths: Coltri is an extremely good liar and can almost always convince someone that something is true. He knows just what to say to either make people upset or to calm them down.
Weaknesses: He gets flustered easily and can't quite keep up with things when they are moving too fast. He refuses to share his own ideas in fear of them being rejected.
Fears/Insecurities: He is deathly afraid of higher-bloods and as such is very nervous around them. He is very afraid of his coolkid persona being shattered and everyone discovering his true self. And bugs. He's afraid of bugs.
Likes/Hobbies: He enjoys playing card games, practicing magic tricks, yoga, and reading romance novels.
Dislikes: Loud noises, pictures, smart people, etc.

Handle: bitchinEquilibrium
Typing Quirk/Color: replaces j with ? and always capitolizes T
Blood color: Teal
Psionic Power: Very weak telekinesis. (Can only move things equal to a tin can in weight.)
Symbol:
Lusus: Winged raccoon

God Tier Title: Rogue of Rage
Land: Land of Volcanoes and Plushies. The ground and trees are made of plush and there are various volcanoes that erupt frequently. The lava left behind does not scorch the land but does destroy consort villages. It is Coltri's job to find a way to stop the volcanoes from erupting.
Derse or Prospit: Derse
Strife Specibus: combkind
Fetch Modus: Cash Grab (Every time you want to deploy something, you have to punch in a specific code and insert a dollar, like a vending machine.)

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#Troll #Teal #Rogue #Rage