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Jody McQuiad

Full Name: Jody McQuaid
Gender: Female
Physique (Height/Weight): 5'5" and 224lbs; Jody's a little tubby, but otherwise is fit. She's kind of plain, and has a slight hourglass figure.
Age: 15 years

Physical appearance:



Personality: Ask anyone about Jody, and in an exasperated tone, they'll tell you that she is a character. Definitely not boring to hang around, but she can be irritating because of how irritable she can be. Jody can get impatient, and can be a literal demon when things aren't going at the pace she set, granted if it's something that can actually be helped, like if a waitress or server is taking forever to tend to her because it's dinner rush. If that's the case, she doesn't really complain, and is lenient and nicer to the waitress. She'll definitely leave a good tip.

Honestly, through the thick layer of irritable bitch, Jody has more of a motherly kindness than people will give her credit for. It's not like she actually hides it, it's just her impatience makes her an absolute bitch to deal with. For example, how much she prefers to have a set plan for things so she can do a thing and get home. Have to go grocery shopping? You better have a list done so she can go and come back home to finish a song for her album. Going to Universal? You won't be bouncing around through the different areas until you make at least one full loop around the park. There are just ways that Jody likes to do things that might be aggravating, but makes sense to Jody.

She'll relent if someone gives her a reason, whether it's a stupid one or not, because she cares about you. Though if you give her a stupid reason, she'll tell you it's stupid, but won't say anything else while doing what you want to do.

Speaking of her music, Jody does have a creative side. If you walk into her room, you'll notice a bunch of musical equipment ranging from normal instruments to a full DJs table. There's also a bunch of painting and drawing supplies, with unfinished projects strung around her room. You'd think with Jody's need to get things done, she would have all of these pieces finished, but no. She won't tell anyone, but she really does hate the things she makes because she feels that they're never good enough. The only things she has finished was at least two music albums, and even then she was pressured into posting them because of Tim's encouragement.

Jody pretty much wastes her time by pouring it into bettering her musical and art skills, often to the point of stress. When she becomes too stressed, there's a chance she might actually break something, but never a creation of hers. Despite her hatred of her projects, she can't bring herself to destroy them because they're her babies. So she'll probably go to the roof of the apartment building and scream her heart out, or break an unused canvas to smithereens.

Strengths:

• Jody often tends to think ahead, so she's useful for planning something to get ahead of an enemy.
  
• With her motherly nature comes a natural protector. If you can't take an enemy on your own, Jody is your ride-or-die buddy.
  

Weaknesses:

• Jody's impatience and overall bad attitude can push people away before she's even able to make allies.
  
• She's got a set plan for everything, and by god, she'll go through that plan to a T. Anyone who goes off the plan will get an earful.
  
• Alternatively, there might be a case where she'll personally say "fuck that" to someone's plan and go rogue.
  

Fears/Insecurities: Because of how people see her, she's concerned that's all people will see her as. She's resorted to seeing a therapist, and even taking medication, but sometimes she stops taking those pills because they make her feel slow, and even depressingly sad.
Likes and Hobbies: Jody does enjoy creating and listening to music. She also enjoys lounging around, and tends to her lovely little baby, Spaghetti, a piebald python. She would die and kill for him. Not literally though. Maybe. Jody also likes to watch police crime shows, but Criminal Minds seems to be her ultimate favorite.
Dislikes: Jody hates certain noises, such as people tapping on things, old clocks ticking, leaky faucets, and anything that makes a rhythmic noise. They have been instances where she broke a clock at the house (and kept it), or reached across the table to put her hand on top of someone else's to stop their drumming fingers. Jody also hates it when people assume she's just a naturally angry and hateful person.

Handle: twistedTimepiece (TT)
Typing Style: semi-perfect grammar and syntax. capitalizes and adds asterisks around words for *EMPHASIS*.
Eye color: Apricot #f09774
Symbol:
Guardian: Tim and Tom; adoptive older brothers, both twins.

God Tier Title: Prince of Time
Land: Land of Dust and Bridges
Derse or Prospit: Derse
Strife Specibus: pistolkind, brassknucklekind
Fetch Modus: n/a

Other:

• Jody's MC name is XBONES (pronounced "crossbones").
  
• Jody does have depression.
  
• Jody stopped seeing her therapist because he wouldn't do anything about his grandfather clock, and might have... stuck gum into the base of the pendulum to make it stop ticking. She never went back again because she felt really guilty about it.
  
• Jody is closer to Tim than Tom. Tom she would probably launch into the sun at any given moment if she could.
  
• Ticking and tapping sounds make her antsy and nervous. They make her feel rushed, and that's why she doesn't like it.
  
• Imagine the thickest, incoherent southern accent you can imagine: Boomhauer thick. That's close to how Jody canon voice is.
  

Seiyya Sitkyn ((he FIN))

this boye ((tm)) is something of a troll-ified remake of a character i had ages ago, before i got into homestuck. i had to butcher the goddamn name for it to be a troll, but i'd have to completely neuter it to be a human, so i chose troll.
the original name was "seiya sytchine."

Full Name: Seiyya Sitkyn ((pronunciation: say-uh sit-kine))
Gender: Male
Physique (Height/Weight): 6'3" ((6'6" with his tallest horn)), 183 lbs / 1.9 meter and 83kg for my Imperially-challenged friends :^)
Age: 7.85 sweeps (('bout 17 years))

Personality: Seiyya is, to put it bluntly, a chaotic boy. Now, I mean that in no bad connotation, but the term "chaos" often implies a bad quality, which is to some degree, true.

When he's calm, he's a klutz. When he's angry, he's a major klutz. Hell, he's just accident-prone all around. He's somewhat impulsive, not often thinking things through. Thankfully, he's got that seadweller endurance to keep him from dying.

He's somewhat charismatic at times, although he is also somewhat aggressive, which interferes with the charisma. He's had many a lowblood wrapped around his finger, by his will or not. When he does command them, it's usually not out of selfishness. He does care about others, but oftentimes believes that he knows best. Combined with the highblood mentality of being over others, he holds himself in high regard.

He may be relatively excelent and collected at times, but he is easily frustrated, and will go off on a moment's notice. He tries to keep himself from needless violence in those moments, but he's got that highblood/seadweller's anger inside him. He ((usually)) means the best when he does this, but sometimes he gets carried away. He's kind of like that overprotective big brother who scolds you for being an idiot, maybe shoves you, but you know still cares about you.

His feelings on the hemospectrum aren't particularly strong in either direction - He leans in favor of it, but he wouldn't say he's a full-on supporter. It assists him, yes, but he feels it as something of his duty to care for those beneath him. He's enjoys people looking up to him, but doesn't really like sycophants. He's there to help, not to be a god.

Physical appearance: Seiyya is one tall boye for his age, and that's not counting horns. He's not exactly the most visibly muscular, but he's got some strength on him.

Circling back around to his horns, one of them circles around. Specifically, it's the right one, it comes out the side of his head and curls a little bit before coming to a blunt end. The length outwards is short, but if straightened out, would be about three inches. It's kind of like a corkscrew. The other horn, the left one, also starts at the side but subtly curves upwards three inches, then hooks downward, kind of like a fish-hook someone held upside down. His face is something akin to your generic clean-shaved handsome guy, although the left side of his face is burnt chemically. A lot of his body is chemically burnt, actually.

One of the most easily noticeable things about him is that he is lacking his left eye, though he makes little attempt to hide it, when possible. Underwater he has to keep it firmly sealed so that water doesn't flood into his body and all, so he has a kind of suction-cup eyepatch of sorts he wears when swimming ((His hive is underwater, but he keeps it dry in there - airlocks galore!)). His hair about shoulder-blade length in the front and his bangs would reach about his chin, but he sweeps said bangs behind his ears. His hair is a bit unkempt, but considering he spends so much time swimming, it doesn't really matter too much. If he has to present himself, he keeps a comb in his pocket, anyway. His left face-fin is slightly torn.

With his wardrobe, he actually kind of resembles a movie villain - He wears a violet/fuschia cloak bearing his symbol on the back, although the bottom of the cloak is ripped, shortening it to halfway up his thigh. He also wears a black military-style peacoat, each button having his symbol etched into the gold buttons ((even the cufflinks)).

His lower body is less regal, consisting of a dark grey pair of jeans, with a rip in the right knee, followed by violet/fuschia Chucks. He purposely dresses this way to say "I'm pretty chill when I want to be, but if I need to be, I will show you business."


Strengths: Seadweller strength and endurance, dextrous, caring
Weaknesses: Easily angered, lack of depth perception, prone to accidents, somewhat overbearing
Fears/Insecurities: He's kind of insecure about his inability to lead, and is afraid of hurting others in his fits of anger.
Likes/Hobbies: Military history, helping those in need ((but only if they'll help themselves)), being in a position of power.
Dislikes: Reading, his instability, sycophants, idiots dumping shit into the ocean ((He's got chemical burns from that. Sore subject.))

Handle: chronologicalAscendancy [CA]
Typing Quirk/Color: CA: I'd b≈ glad to b≈ of assssisstanc≈. ((#5e2570))  CA: I'd b≈ glad to b≈ of assssisstanc≈. ((#c600c6)) doubles his s's and replaces e with ≈, to reflect his symbol.
Blood color: seadwelling violet although can also be played as royal fuschia
Psionic Power: Too high on the spectrum.
Symbol: Hydrus
Lusus: Leviathan-like sea serpent

God Tier Title: Heir of Time
Land: Land of Anarchy and Authority
Derse or Prospit: Prospit
Strife Specibus: Sceptrekind
Fetch Modus: Pull the plug at the bottom of the card to release the item ((And some water. Don't use near electronics.))

Other: His gills are very sensitive. If you touch them, you're likely to get bonked by a sceptre.
He's missing an eye and his fin is torn from coming into contact with acidic chemical waste some dumbass dumped in the ocean. He's also covered in burns from them. He doesn't like to talk about it much, but he will tell you that he did kill the girl who did it, and that it was some idiotic juggalo trying to create ultra-Faygo.

Thopez Orkave

Full Name: Thopez Orkave
Gender: Male
Physique (Height/Weight): 5'10" | 104 lbs
Age: 6 sweeps.

Personality: The personification of mans best friend, although he takes things a little differently. He is a competitive person at heart and while he shoots to win everything he does, he refuses to even consider victory when his opponents are not thinking of their own victory as much as he is. As such, he tries his best to give advice and work as a 'Yes-Man' in order to pump them up.

Because of this, he comes off as a very obnoxious and snobbish person. Whatever his comrades find interest in, he follows behind them to work with them as a rival. Even if he is absolutely garbage in the said sport. Although he'd never show one part of him as it'd make him seem like someone easily angered. -Which he was.

Thopez is very impatient. Anything involving anything close to a beat or rhythm is difficult for him to do. Numerous clocks are smashed and many metronomes are destroyed in his attempt to overcome this obstacle. Once realizing that fate would be on his side in any situation, he simply does things and figures that his own pure genius will settle things on it's own.

As such he plans to be the Military Police equivalent within the fleet! A provostockraider to be exact! It's the perfect position to give people a kick in the ass to move and to maintain order. The perfect position for someone of his caliber! In order to make sure that he'd have no doubts in your ability, he decided to get himself acquainted with the old tales of the past! History does repeat itself, so at least he can be semi-prepared for his battle against fate!

-His luck hasen't grown thin on that department.

Physical appearance:

Strengths:

• Ability to spit rhymes.
  
• Vast knowledge of Alternian History
  
• A lot of Stamina
  
• Loyal, surprisingly.
  

Weaknesses:

• Uncoordinated attacks, usually just sends blind rushes hoping for the best.
  
• Relys too much on luck.
  
• -Has zero flow in his hot fire.
  
• Blinded by his idea of fate.
  
• Impatient.
  
• Always over exaggerates things.
  

Fears/Insecurities:

• Realizing fully what his destiny is. -He'd rather not know.
  
• Bad-luck charms.
  
• That someone better than him will stroll up.
  

Likes/Hobbies:

• [Insert Troll!Soundcloud]
  
• Alternian History!
  
• Competitive sports.
  
• Long walks.
  
• Taking in new interests! -Although he acts like he had been doing it the entire time.
  

Dislikes:

• Fortune-tellers.
  
• Fire!
  
• Quitters.
  
• Really not into anything cat related. -It's a natural instinct that he simply cannot avoid.
  

Handle: concurrentGrunge
Typing Quirk/Color: you dont reΔLLY FOLLOW ΔNY sh1tty QU1RK 1n pΔrt1culΔr, 6ut speΔk w1th CONV1CT1ON!!
Blood color: Mustard/Gold
Psionic Power: N/A
Symbol: Canis Major
Lusus: Large Woofbeast

God Tier Title: Prince of Time
Land: Land of Construction and Reverb
Derse or Prospit: Derse
Strife Specibus: Batkind
Fetch Modus: uhh

Other:

- Woofbeast resides in a cave system just below the house. It leads it's prey within to catch and save for later consumption. As such the entire place reeks.

Phreml Awulof

Full Name: Phreml Awulof
Gender: Female
Physique (Height/Weight): 5'2"
Age:  7 sweeps

Personality: Phreml isn't a very optimistic or positive gal. She's had many friends die and many loved things break on him so much that she just became dull. The catalyst was when she found out her lusus was nearing death. She knew that ol' Polly was, well, ol', but figured he'd live longer. While she still has hopes and desires, she's stuffed them down and nearly snuffed them out.

This has been beaten out of her so hard it isn't even funny. She doesn't really enjoy much anymore, simply being alive is enough for her. Why wish for more if it's going to go away? You can't even really get an emotion out of her anymore.

Phreml is also kind of paranoid at all times, since she constantly hears a monotonous ticking, like a large metronome, inside her skull. In addition to that paranoia, she has a tendency to be a little too rough with items and break them, so she is very, very gentle with everything.

Physical appearance:

Phreml isn't exactly the most kempt of trolls. She certainly practices basic hygiene, but her hair is a an unkempt mess that falls down to her mid-back; it hasn't been cut in awhile. She sweeps her bangs behind his ears because they reach to the middle of her throat. Her eyes have bags under them. She sleeps well but they just appear naturally.

She wears a t-shirt with her symbol on it, as well as gloves fashioned from duct tape. Black cargo pants are her preferred leg coverings, and she wears black shoes. She doesn't see a point in flaunting her blood color.

Strengths: Sees the potential uses for things rather easily, realistic outlook, not emotionally inclined to much, tanky immune system, gentle with things
Weaknesses: Only sees what he wants to see, super depressing and uncharismatic, toxins will fuck her up hardcore, is too gentle with things and won't try to exercise much strength on it
Fears/Insecurities: Everything dying or breaking. It's happened before, it'll happen again. Drowning, as well. She can't swim worth anything.
Likes/Hobbies: Nothing, really, at this point. Still harbors some sort of interest for music, specifically some sicknasty psychedelic guitar.
Dislikes: What isn't there to dislike anymore? Though she definitely despises any sort of time-telling device and will go out of her way to bust them and throw them out of her hive. She also really doesn't enjoy reptilians, something about their skin/scales freaks her out.

Handle: grievousCronos [GC]
Typing Quirk/Color: GC: what's even the po1nt? he's an abso1ute 1gnorant assho1e. both I and L are replaced with 1.
Blood color: Olive
Psionic Power: Can levitate up to 15 feet in the air. Doesn't do it much, in case she'd fall.
Symbol: A stylized clock hand
Lusus: A boneless pizza? I kid. It's a dying parrot.

God Tier Title: Mage of Time
Land: Land of Grey And Hourglasses
Derse or Prospit: Definitely Derse
Strife Specibus: Branchkind. She keeps a handful of them in his modus because they break so often.
Fetch Modus: Smash the grandfather clock to get the item that you want.

Other:
Her name is derived from bastardizations and scramblings of "ephemeral" and "flow".

#Troll #Gold #Mage #Time

Jeff Marbles

Full Name: Jeffery ‘Jeff’ Marbles
Gender: Male
Physique (Height/Weight): 4’8, 87 lbs
Age: 13

Personality: Jeff is easy-going and independant, preferring to do things by himself. Generally pretty private, he doesn’t tend to open up to people emotionally and just seems cute and charming, eager to please and content in most situations. If you get to know him, you’d find he likes to go out and do things with his hands or explore. He’s curious and has a quaint lust for life, resulting in spontaneous trips into the woods or walks around his block to collect rocks or catch bugs.
He tends to look at life as more of a game, though, and almost never takes things seriously. He has a great sense of self and has very few fears, brazen but not exactly bold in his body language or speech. Most of the time the way he acts just comes across as not caring. While he’s not stupid and wouldn’t lunge into obvious danger, he would gladly walk into a scary situation that wouldn’t outright hurt him.

Physical appearance:

Picture:

Jeff is generally just a small kid, a pretty average height and weight, with short black hair in a crew cut with a prominent front cowlick. His features are round and not yet mature, freckles speckling his cheeks. He has wide, trusting purple eyes and a mouth lined with thin lips.
His fashion sense consists of long sleeve tees and pants, mostly whatever he pulls out of his drawers.

Strengths: Independant, small and fast, not easily nettled or scared
Weaknesses: Physically sleight of frame, weak sense of self-preservation,
Fears/Insecurities: Jeff doesn’t like people he doesn’t know seeing his personal life, and fears his privacy being broached.
Likes and Hobbies: Jeff likes exploring and collecting small, cool or pretty things from nature or around town. He also enjoys music and tries performance as much as he can, although he’s a bit shy about it. His instrument is the ukulele, and keeps lots of folk, classical rock and some country CDs strewn around his room and on racks. He’s usually playing music in the background with a household sound system, and his room is filled with racks of rocks and small things he’s found on his walks.
Dislikes: Breaches of privacy, loud noises, being made fun of

Handle: itinerantSanguine
Typing Style: he types with OK syntax and more just a relaxed style and stuff! he tries to sound more conversational.
Eye color: Purple #5a317f
Symbol: The head of an envy zinnia
Guardian: Dad

God Tier Title: Witch of Time
Land: Land of Candles and Townscapes
Derse or Prospit: Prospit
Strife Specibus: Stickkind
Fetch Modus: Backpack modus. It can hold a whole damn lot of items, with a size limit of about a small shed or extremely large bread box in the largest pocket. It has one large pocket with three cards, one half-sized compartment with three cards, one one-third-sized pocket with three cards, and two small side compartments with ten cards each.

Other:

Nocilune + Noctrine

Physique (Height/Weight): Somewhat short for a cherub with lanky arms and legs. Normal weight.
Age: 10 units
Physical appearance: Dark green 'skin', and missing right eye. Where the eye should be is completely black, with a crack in the skull.
Guardian: None


Name: Nocilune
Gender: Male

Personality: Nocilune just loves life. He doesn't need excitement or purpose. He could repeat the same day for all time and be perfectly content. Despite this he is very curious, and loves to learn all he can about certain topics and annoy his 'sister' with such useless information. He's almost never sad or upset and insulting him will get you nowhere. He likes to think that he knows everything there is to know about everything and will flaunt his intellect at whoever will listen. However most of his 'facts' are incorrect.

Physical Appearance: Nocilune wears a purple ribbon around his neck and a pink jacket over his black T-shirt with his symbol. He also wears baggy grey sweatpants. He doesn't wear shoes.

Strengths: Nocilune is incredibly optimistic and nothing can keep him down for long. If he wants something done than by golly it's going to be done! He can see across far away distances with his dead eye.
Weaknesses: He's too happy-go-lucky to really take anything seriously. He can't really see the Big Picture. He cannot take care of himself.
Fears/Insecurities: The only thing he fears is maturing and losing either himself or his 'sister'.
Likes and Hobbies: He enjoys planting gardens, drawing, and playing instruments (badly).
Dislikes: Being serious, being corrected, etc.

Handle: callowArchitect
Typing Style: capi+alizes only the le++er P and replaces t with +
example: +hanks Pal!
Blood/Eye Color: lime green
Symbol: Pause button
Juju(s): A trumpet that when blown, produces jelly beans. If anyone other than a cherub eats these jelly beans, Trickster Mode is activated.

God Tier Title: Seer of Space
Land: Land of Sugar and Frogs.
Derse or Prospit: Prospit
Strife Specibus: paddlekind
Fetch Modus: Juju

Other: Theme song:


Name: Noctrine
Gender: Female

Personality: Noctrine is INTENSE. Being around her is physically and mentally taxing. She's rude, loud, bossy, and bitchy. But no one will deny that she is a badass. She does everything the hard way for no good reason at all. Despite her rough exterior she truly does care about her 'brother'. She has to be the responsible one but she can't really control what Nocilune does while he has control. She worries a lot for him and she has had to mature fast in order to protect them both. She has told him if he is ever in trouble to say her name and she will take over. She doesn't really know that cherubs are supposed to fight for control because Nocilune has never once fought her. That being said she will KICK ASS to defend her and her brother.

Physical Appearance: Noctrine wears a grey wig to cover her missing eye. She also wears a black tee with her symbol and a light purple jacket with matching skirt. She doesn't wear shoes.

Strengths: Noctrine is very confident in her fighting abilities. She is very responsible and can usually predict the outcome of most situations.
Weaknesses: She can get stressed out when faced with a problem she can't just punch away.
Fears/Insecurities: Like her 'brother' she too fears the day they will have to mature, and one will take over the body.
Likes and Hobbies: Noctrine likes hunting, stargazing, and listening to music.
Dislikes: Pretty much everyone that isn't Nocilune.

Handle: archaicGuardian
Typing Style: CAPITALIZES EVERY LE++ER EXCEPT FOR p.
Blood/Eye Color: candy red
Symbol: Play button
Juju(s): Noctrine has a poker chip that when flipped encases her in a sarcophagus which protects from damage.

God Tier Title: Thief of Time
Land: Land of Steel and Percussion
Derse or Prospit: Derse
Strife Specibus: spearkind
Fetch Modus: Juju
Other: Theme song: They were hatched on Alternia's pink moon and stowed away on a transport ship back to the main planet. Now they live in a cave on Alternia away from civilization hunting lusii for food. Nocilune wants to make friends with the trolls but Noctrine knows that is a bad idea and forbid him from doing so. It was a seadweller troll that shot their right eye out while Nocilune was in control.

#Cherub #Seer #Space #Thief #Time

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.

Kemida Lelana

Full Name: Kemida Lelana
Gender: Female
Physique (Height/Weight): 5’5” and 120lbs.
Age: 7.5 Sweeps (≅16 Years)

Personality:
Kemida is rather chill which makes her usually be calm and mild mannered. Her chill is strong enough that there is almost no way for someone that she is comfortable with to make her lose her chill. By being chill, she is better able to analyze the world under a scope of logic. There are however things that can make Kemida lose her chill. The primary thing that can make her uncalm is social interaction with someone she doesn’t know. Such a situation makes her nervous, not in the sense that she is afraid of the other person, but rather she becomes afraid of ruining potential future interactions with said person by soiling the other person’s early impressions of her accidentally. When in a conversation with someone she doesn’t know well, her mind goes into overdrive to analyze every possible thing about the other person and the situation they are in so that she has a better chance of doing the more socially acceptable thing in a given scenario. She begins plotting out potential pathways the conversation might go down in order to plan accordingly for any  potential “danger” to the conversation. The “danger” being blown way out of proportion of course. Put in more straightforward terms, she is rather shy.
The reason that Kemida is so careful in a conversation with someone  she doesn’t know is because she is very easily misconstrued. The way she communicates typically comes off as being fairly one-dimensional when in reality she is typically speaking through several layers of either sarcasm or other things that might make meaning seem ambiguous. Her failure to speak her mind in a clear way typically makes the pragmatics of what she means to get lost on the other person unless they can realise double meaning. Kemida is aware of this but has a fairly hard time adjusting her way of communicating, causing her speech patterns to seem fairly inconsistent, which can typically cause even more confusion in a conversation. On top of all of this, she’ll be looking for double meaning in what the other person is saying which can further muddy the meaning in such a conversation. Besides all that, another problem Kemida has in communication is that she is very stubborn when she makes a decision, requiring lots of strong evidence. On the other hand, people who do understand what Kemida means when she says something, and vis versa, are usually able to gleam much more information much faster with a talk with Kemida than from most other people.
Regardless of who Kemida is talking with, she tries to stay friendly to the other person and show respect. She generally tries to have a light hearted air about her while still trying to leave the door open for any serious conversations that might need to take place.

Physical appearance:
Kemida, being somewhat lean and mildly slender, has a rather average build. She isn’t the most athletic, so most of the time if she has to do a physically strenuous task, she relies more on skill and technique than she does on pure strength. Her reliance on skill has occasionally gotten her hurt, leaving the occasion small scar, including a light vertical scar on the left side of her upper lip.
Kemida has never really cared much about fashion, which lead her to typically wear a simple casual outfit of a black t-shirt with her symbol on it, a pair of black jeans, and black tennis shoes. To accompany that outfit, she will usually just leave her hair to sit however it naturally lies, which most often leaves her hair as a messy, sometimes wild, wavy concoction of hair. Her hair isn’t all that long, but it isn’t short either. If her hair were straight, it would go about an inch (2.5 cm) past her eyes, but since it isn’t straight, her hair rests about half an inch (1.3 cm) over her eyes.
However, occasionally she will dress in slightly more formal attire for more formal events. In such a scenario, she’d most likely wear a dark green colored long sleeve shirt with her symbol in black in the center, long dark green pants that slowly transition to black at the bottom, and the same black tennis shoes as in her casual clothing. To accompany this outfit, she usually will keep her hair the same, but she has been known to straighten her hair and part it above the center of her left eye.
She has two horns, one on the left, one on the right. The horn on her right is thin and juts straight out of her head at about a 45 degree angle from the center of her head, closing  to a quick point. The horn on her left is just as thin and has the same angle as her other horn, but a short way up the horn, it curves up and to the left only to turn face her head on the opposite side of the center of the horn. Basically her left horn is the top of a question mark, but tilted 30 degrees counter clockwise.

Strengths:
Kemida knows how to stay calm in practically every situation.
She is fairly independent, not asking for help if ever possible.
She is very calculated, rarely making  an important decision on impulse.
Weaknesses:
Kemida is not very good at interacting with people she doesn't know. She is aware of this, which causes her to rarely be the one to start a conversation, especially with someone she doesn’t know very well.
She is easily angered by people who know how to get at her.
She can come off very egotistical due to stubbornness and occasional sarcasm.
Kemida isn’t the best at communicating her thoughts in such a way that accurately depicts her opinions clearly.
She often doesn't ask for help, even if she needs it.
Fears/Insecurities: Somewhat pessimistic when in regard to own self in terms of her ability, but she is pretty successful at not showing it though. This is because she typically clings to her failures while her successful moments don’t faze her. Another insecurity of hers is that when she messes up in the presence of other people, she’ll get more embarrassed than most other people would. She can usually shrug off smaller things with a joking “You saw nothing” type of response, but bigger mistakes take more than that to get over.
Likes: Messing with people, rain, interacting with friends occasionally, logic puzzles.
Hobbies: Messing with music files and  playing video games.
Dislikes: Poor logic, people that insult her friends, eye contact, and people who are rude for no other reason than to be rude.

Handle: twistedMusician or TM
Typing Quirk: AE=Æ (æ if lower case), C=Ç (ç if lower case), and K is always capitalized. Example words: Aesthetic be comes Æsthetiç, kick becomes KiçK.
Blood color: Dark Green
Psionic Power: Nope
Symbol: Kuestion Mark

Lusus: Large, white Owl creature.

God Tier Title: Sylph of Mind (or Sylph of Time)
Land: Land of Logic and Storms
Derse or Prospit: Derse
Strife Specibus: lanceKind, speakerKind, sniperKind
Fetch Modus: Logical Connection Modus: To captchalogue an item, the item’s function must have something in common with the previous catalogued item, forming a line of similarities. The item doesn’t have to share similarities with items that it isn’t next to in the line. Each item can only be connected to two other objects in the line. If an object is to be removed, the line must be reordered to accommodate not having that object.

Other: Kemida is usually only up at night due to her lusus constantly making noise at night which would make it difficult for her to sleep.

Sidenote: I feel like this could be better, but I’m not really sure what I could do to improve it, so any advice or suggestions are welcome.