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The Caste Saga: A Fan Session
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Away 12-22-2017, 11:43 AM (This reply was last modified: 12-22-2017 11:51 AM by slug.)(Edited by slug.)
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The Caste Saga: A Fan Session
THE CASTE SAGA:
A Fan Session

Set right in the middle of a revolution against the Troll Empire, a group of twelve young trolls begin a game of SGRUB. A growing number of trolls seek to abolish the hemospectrum and overthrow the tyrannical rule of the highbloods. The Troll Empire is doubling down on dealing with the anti-hemospectrum rebels. Will the SGRUB players overcome their differences and work together as a team? Or will their different stances on the war cause them to crumble?

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Offline 12-22-2017, 04:21 PM (This reply was last modified: 12-27-2017 04:57 AM by Pineapple.)(Edited by Pineapple.)
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RE: The Caste Saga: A Fan Session
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The Basics

Name ][ Muginn Bochic
  • Muginn is a combination of the names "Huginn" and "Muninn" which are the two ravens of Odin in Norse Mythology that are claimed to be the source of his omniscience. One represents wisdom and the other memory.
  • Bochic roots from Bochica, a figure in the religion of the Muisca whose Greek equivalent is Hermes. Bochica delivers wisdom and information to others as a messenger.
Age ][ Around 7.5 sweeps
  • Around 16.25 years
Gender ][ The man with the plan.
  • Masculine Manly Man with Manly Man Pronouns
Lusus ][ "Cawfathers", two Ravens.
Caste ][ Goldblood
  • #A1A100
  • Some folk get satisfaction breaking the mold, some folk are just distractions, some folk are just gold.
Handle ][ conscientiousCanary [CC]
Strife Specibus ][ bladesKind
  • Probably with influence from the extended zodiac of Gemini and the influence of twos, Muginn fights with two blades.
    However, probably due to the influence of his Cawfathers, he fights with the blades extending from his arms. When not used, her ties them to his back on the field.
  • Reference for blades here and here.
Fetch Modus ][ Fun Fact
  • When taking an item out, Muginn must say a random fun fact about the object. For example, did you know that slugs cover themselves in their own mucus?



The Depths

Classpect ][ Rogue of Light
  • The rogue is a class of relocating it's aspect. Unlike the thief where the player would take to benefit themself, the rogue takes to give to others, more like a Robin Hood. Rogues usually don't see themself or sorry about themself but will be in more to benefit others.
  • Light is the aspect of fortune and knowledge. In Muginn's case it's more knowledge than fortune and luck.
  • Muginn is a Rogue of Light for the reason that he gathers and spends a lot of time gaining information to give to others in his own time. He would be asked of to provide answers and be a messenger of knowledge.
  • Muginn's land is The Land of x and y. (Will fix this in the morning)
Dream Moon ][ Derse
Typing Quirk ][ As the following:
  • Very serioūs toṉe and proper grammar.
  • Will replace U with Ū aṉd u with ū. Will also replace N with Ṉ aṉd n with ṉ. This is probably dūe to his symbol.
  • *Cackles.* A lot.
  • Before he starts a coṉversatioṉ, he aṉṉoūnces a vagūe location aṉd time if he caṉ provide it.
  • Will rarely post ":v" būt is possible.
Broad Personality ][ Very Serious but Wants to Help.
  • Overlook ][ You can tell from first glance that Muginn is serious and strict. He is a very hard-worker and defends what he believes needs defending. Muginn is mostly a fellow who believes knowledge is a key to unlock all doors. He spends his time trying to help people by searching for useful information for them. When it comes to comrades, Muginn is doggishly loyal and will even die for the sake of allies. A hard working ethic mixed with a loyal attitude creates a fine man. However, Muginn has proven himself not very good at social interaction and friendships, as he grew up hiding and in isolation from other trolls. This also caused Muginn to be somewhat paranoid and blunt with others in some occasions as well as able to be viewed as stoic and quiet emotionless. Deep inside, Muginn is rather lonely and eagerly wants more companions.
    Despite this, Muginn keeps his wish for company bottled up. Instead, he uses a craving for allies as fuel for work ethic to help others with their information needing needs.
  • Opinions of Hemospectrum ][ Muginn's opinions, seeing he is a lowblood, are somewhat biased. He does believe equality for bloods is a massive want. However, despite his urges, Muginn refuses to directly be involved. He, instead, anonymously passes bits and pieces of information and tactic to lowbloods.
  • Daily Life ][ This lowblood lives in a tall tree in a local woodland in the hive that somewhat looks like a medium-large treehouse. It is fairly comfortable. The walls of his hive, mostly his room, have notes and posters of various information and notes from research as well as small ideas in the form of badly made blue prints. His most successful creation, however, would have to be his own weapons. His Cawfathers are almost never in one place at once. However, they did raise their grub with cackles of inspiration and taught him that knowledge and tactic are wondrous things beyond any strength or combat. However, growing up, Muginn came to the conclusion that both in harmony are great skills.
Appearance ][ A fellow standing at a short height with messy hair and a scouter. His symbol is the symbol of Gempia.
  • [Edit!] A troll that stands at about 5'3" who wears a suit fit for someone who scouts for information. He where a long sleeve thick shirt with small straps for holding varies small things on his arms. He wears some straps on his chest for both carrying his weapons on his back and storing more small things. He wears a headband of his color to prevent his loosy and scraggy hair from falling in front of his eyes. Muginn's horns are in a "c" shape and he wears a scouter for easy communication. This lowblood's pants have a belt within them and are tucked under his thick combat boots for a sake of not tripping or getting them dirty. A scarf attached to a cape is something he commonly wears, but not all the time. This also accounts his bandanna, something he will wear on occasion to hide his mouth and nose. When remaining completely anonymous, he wears an extra cloak under the cape, and googles with his bandanna. It is noted that the only thing visible when he wears this anonymous outfit is his boots. His symbol remains on his shoulder, however is oddly hidden most of the time by his cape. Maybe out of paranoia?
  • Average Outfit / Anonymous Cloak
Writing Example ][ Please note! I suck.
  • The clicks of a clacking keyboard echoed softly in the room, a light flaring harshly from the computer monitor. The straining eyes of a young troll squint fiercely at the words the computer has to offer. It's late, but that didn't stop him. He typed a little more before something bothered him in the corner of his eye. A message? For him? Since when? Out of curiosity he checked it and, surprise surprise, it's just some bored troll looking for a chat. 'I have no time for that.' he thought dully, clicking back to where he was reading and typing. Notes of some kind. Hours passed and the troll continued to pester, knowing somehow that he was online. He rolled his eyes and responded at last with a simple "What." Something told him that he should continue the conversation before a large raven landed on the boy's head. He cawed at him. "Shut up, Cawfather. I'm busy."
    The raven continued to crow at the troll. "I refuse to rest just yet."

❝After every dark night there is a bright morning.❞
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RE: The Caste Saga: A Fan Session
(12-22-2017 04:21 PM)Pineapple Wrote:  
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The Basics

Name ][ Muginn Bochic
  • Muginn is a combination of the names "Huginn" and "Muninn" which are the two ravens of Odin in Norse Mythology that are claimed to be the source of his omniscience. One represents wisdom and the other memory.
  • Bochic roots from Bochica, a figure in the religion of the Muisca whose Greek equivalent is Hermes. Bochica delivers wisdom and information to others as a messenger.
Age ][ Around 7.5 sweeps
  • Around 16.25 years
Gender ][ The man with the plan.
  • Masculine Manly Man with Manly Man Pronouns
Lusus ][ "Cawfathers", two Ravens.
Caste ][ Goldblood
  • #A1A100
  • Some folk get satisfaction breaking the mold, some folk are just distractions, some folk are just gold.
Handle ][ conscientiousCanary [CC]
Strife Specibus ][ bladesKind
  • Probably with influence from the extended zodiac of Gemini and the influence of twos, Muginn fights with two blades.
    However, probably due to the influence of his Cawfathers, he fights with the blades extending from his arms. When not used, her ties them to his back on the field.
  • Reference for blades here and here.
Fetch Modus ][ Fun Fact
  • When taking an item out, Muginn must say a random fun fact about the object. For example, did you know that slugs cover themselves in their own mucus?



The Depths

Classpect ][ Rogue of Light
  • The rogue is a class of relocating it's aspect. Unlike the thief where the player would take to benefit themself, the rogue takes to give to others, more like a Robin Hood. Rogues usually don't see themself or sorry about themself but will be in more to benefit others.
  • Light is the aspect of fortune and knowledge. In Muginn's case it's more knowledge than fortune and luck.
  • Muginn is a Rogue of Light for the reason that he gathers and spends a lot of time gaining information to give to others in his own time. He would be asked of to provide answers and be a messenger of knowledge.
  • Muginn's land is The Land of x and y. (Will fix this in the morning)
Dream Moon ][ Derse
Typing Quirk ][ As the following:
  • Very serioūs toṉe and proper grammar.
  • Will replace U with Ū aṉd u with ū. Will also replace N with Ṉ aṉd n with ṉ. This is probably dūe to his symbol.
  • *Cackles.* A lot.
  • Before he starts a coṉversatioṉ, he aṉṉoūnces a vagūe location aṉd time if he caṉ provide it.
  • Will rarely post ":v" būt is possible.
Broad Personality ][ Very Serious but Wants to Help.
  • Overlook ][ You can tell from first glance that Muginn is serious and strict. He is a very hard-worker and defends what he believes needs defending. Muginn is mostly a fellow who believes knowledge is a key to unlock all doors. He spends his time trying to help people by searching for useful information for them. When it comes to comrades, Muginn is doggishly loyal and will even die for the sake of allies. A hard working ethic mixed with a loyal attitude creates a fine man. However, Muginn has proven himself not very good at social interaction and friendships, as he grew up hiding and in isolation from other trolls. This also caused Muginn to be somewhat paranoid and blunt with others in some occasions as well as able to be viewed as stoic and quiet emotionless. Deep inside, Muginn is rather lonely and eagerly wants more companions.
    Despite this, Muginn keeps his wish for company bottled up. Instead, he uses a craving for allies as fuel for work ethic to help others with their information needing needs.
  • Opinions of Hemospectrum ][ Muginn's opinions, seeing he is a lowblood, are somewhat biased. He does believe equality for bloods is a massive want. However, despite his urges, Muginn refuses to directly be involved. He, instead, anonymously passes bits and pieces of information and tactic to lowbloods.
  • Daily Life ][ This lowblood lives in a tall tree in a local woodland in the hive that somewhat looks like a medium-large treehouse. It is fairly comfortable. The walls of his hive, mostly his room, have notes and posters of various information and notes from research as well as small ideas in the form of badly made blue prints. His most successful creation, however, would have to be his own weapons. His Cawfathers are almost never in one place at once. However, they did raise their grub with cackles of inspiration and taught him that knowledge and tactic are wondrous things beyond any strength or combat. However, growing up, Muginn came to the conclusion that both in harmony are great skills.
Appearance ][ A fellow standing at average height with messy hair and a scouter. His symbol is the symbol of Gempia.
  • Muginn stands at about 5'7" with a horns curving downwards in a "c" like fashion. He wears a short sleeved black shirt with black leather strap on his biceps for carrying small devices. He wears shorts with some pockets for also carrying small things as well as combat boots. Either on his arms or tied with black straps to his back are his dual blades. He has visible bags under his eyes and sharp fangs. He also wears a scouter for easy communication with others.
  • Will draw when I'm not half asleep.
Writing Example ][ Please note! I suck.
  • The clicks of a clacking keyboard echoed softly in the room, a light flaring harshly from the computer monitor. The straining eyes of a young troll squint fiercely at the words the computer has to offer. It's late, but that didn't stop him. He typed a little more before something bothered him in the corner of his eye. A message? For him? Since when? Out of curiosity he checked it and, surprise surprise, it's just some bored troll looking for a chat. 'I have no time for that.' he thought dully, clicking back to where he was reading and typing. Notes of some kind. Hours passed and the troll continued to pester, knowing somehow that he was online. He rolled his eyes and responded at last with a simple "What." Something told him that he should continue the conversation before a large raven landed on the boy's head. He cawed at him. "Shut up, Cawfather. I'm busy."
    The raven continued to crow at the troll. "I refuse to rest just yet."

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Offline 12-22-2017, 07:24 PM (This reply was last modified: 12-27-2017 01:05 PM by ThunderFang.)(Edited by ThunderFang.)
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RE: The Caste Saga: A Fan Session
Name: Kyscil Anansi

Gender: Male

Caste: Cerulean

Handle: ambiguousAdviser

Strife Specibus: knifekind

Fetch Modus: Library - Kyscil has to find a book that mentions the object that is in the modus for it to be retrieved.

Dream Moon: Derse

Classpect: Knight of Mind

Land: Land of Royalty and Mazes

Typing Quirk: Perfect grammar, has a prefix of [//]-[//] as glasses, capitalizes M (M representing his symbol).

AA: [//]-[//] Perhaps I aM fond of MarMalade. What of it?

Lusus: A fox with 9 tales, four legs and four eyes.

Opinion on the Hemospectrum: Kyscil is pretty much born and bred with it, as his role is to serve higher bloods. He finds it is his way of life, being rather hemoloyal and showing distaste to those of lower castes.

Reference or Description:

Personality Description: At face value, Kyscil is a troll that follows the life set for him – he is calm, doesn’t disobey orders and works for the sake of his planet. He walks in the shadows of others, doing his duty and only speaks when feels the need to voice his own opinion, for that is his job. He is a logical thinker, conjuring plans when need be, using his intellect for the sake of others. When addressing others, he is polite and considerate, though somewhat dismissive of lower castes due to his employment and his own personal opinions. He listens to others more than he talks, though he is prone to offer others advice when he feels they might require it, utilizing his thinking abilities to validate himself. He is rather witty and can often turn to quick snark as a means of dealing with people he's not a fan of. He has an odd sense of humour which can seep into conversations, though only with those he considers "friends" or those who have a lower status than he does.

Behind the guise of an advisor, Kyscil is cunning and manipulative – even if he doesn’t believe it. Through his own training to become an advisor, he has been demeaned and ridiculed, insulted for not being ‘smart enough’. This has driven him to extreme lengths, staying up late hours to improve himself, further himself. This has turned him to try and practice his manipulation on others, to try and prove to them that he can do it. Even through his efforts, he doubts himself; is he making the right decision? Is this truly the right way? Am I competent enough? With this behaviour, Kyscil puts up a front that the world had already given him – that being an advisor-in-training. This façade puts Kyscil in a position where people often dismiss him or his actions as mistakes when in actuality, they are carefully laid traps. Even so, when Kyscil is personally attacked in regards to his abilities or his capability, he can find himself taking those words to heart, doubting his skills even more, though this ultimately pushes for his own improvement, creating a loop of constant self-doubt and the strive to improve his mental prowess.

Writing Sample: A breath of wind fluttered through the window, pushing loose papers gently off the table and onto the floor. The window shuddered for a moment before a pair of hands slammed them shut. The troll pushed the glasses that sat on his nose upward, letting a sigh escape his lips. The office was already a mess as it were, and the wind sure didn’t help. Rolling his shoulders back, Kyscil motioned about the office, snagging reports and messages up from the floor and placing them back onto his desk, dusting his hands once he was done. The adviser took this time to lazily lay back into his seat, pinching the furrow of his brow. The day was tiresome – the events that transpired were more than enough to put this troll to rest.

Even so, he must continue. He had to. The bags under his eyes sagged, wishing for a good rest. However, Kyscil refused for his body to succumb to fatigue. He took a quill resting in a jar, dabbing it in ink and taking out some paper. He started to write. Write. Write. Every now and again, he stood from the office desk and turned around to face the small bookshelves that lined the back of the room. Each tome and book varied in size, with various different titles written on the spine. He would take one out, flip to a page, before shutting it with one hand, dust shooting out from loose pages.

The sun would come up soon. The war was still ongoing, but the conflict should rest for the time being. A furred nose and two sets of eyes peaked from the doorway, their brows furrowed. Kyscil didn’t raise his gaze, using his left hand to shoo away the beast. It whined in its typical, musing tone, as if to chastise the cerulean for pressing their body further beyond normal limitation. Even so, it knew that he wouldn't stir from his work, so it decided to turn back around, flourishing its nine tails in the door way.

Kyscil squinted as the sky gaze way to a lighter purple. Sun-rays peaked over the horizon of the sea. Standing from his seat, the troll pulled the curtains together, completely blacking out any form of light. He stumbled over books, making his way back to his desk and turning the lamp on.

He still had work to do.


Other: He has the ability to cast illusionary magic, albeit it is rather small.

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RE: The Caste Saga: A Fan Session
(12-22-2017 07:24 PM)ThunderFang Wrote:  Name: Kyscil Anansi

Gender: Male

Caste: Cerulean

Handle: ambiguousAdviser

Strife Specibus: knifekind

Fetch Modus: Library - Kyscil has to find a book that mentions the object that is in the modus for it to be retrieved.

Dream Moon: Derse

Classpect: Knight of Mind

Land: Land of Royalty and Mazes

Typing Quirk: Perfect grammar, has a prefix of [//]-[//] as glasses, capitalizes M (M representing his symbol).

AA: [//]-[//] Perhaps I aM fond of MarMalade. What of it?

Lusus: A fox with 9 tales, four legs and four eyes.

Opinion on the Hemospectrum: Kyscil is pretty much born and bred with it, as his role is to serve higher bloods. He finds it is his way of life, being rather hemoloyal and showing distaste to those of lower castes.

Reference or Description:

Personality Description: At face value, Kyscil is a troll that follows the life set for him – he is calm, doesn’t disobey orders and works for the sake of his planet. He walks in the shadows of others, doing his duty and only speaks when feels the need to voice his own opinion, for that is his job. He is a logical thinker, conjuring plans when need be, using his intellect for the sake of others. When addressing others, he is polite and considerate, though somewhat dismissive of lower castes due to his employment and his own personal opinions. He listens to others more than he talks, though he is prone to offer others advice when he feels they might require it, utilizing his thinking abilities to validate himself.

Behind the guise of an advisor, Kyscil is cunning and manipulative – even if he doesn’t believe it. Through his own training to become an advisor, he has been demeaned and ridiculed, insulted for not being ‘smart enough’. This has driven him to extreme lengths, staying up late hours to improve himself, further himself. This has turned him to try and practice his manipulation on others, to try and prove to them that he can do it. Even through his efforts, he doubts himself; is he making the right decision? Is this truly the right way? Am I competent enough? With this behaviour, Kyscil puts up a front that the world had already given him – that being an advisor-in-training. This façade puts Kyscil in a position where people often dismiss him or his actions as mistakes when in actuality, they are carefully laid traps. Even so, when Kyscil is personally attacked in regards to his abilities or his capability, he can find himself taking those words to heart, doubting his skills even more, though this ultimately pushes for his own improvement, creating a loop of constant self-doubt and the strive to improve his mental prowess.

Writing Sample: A breath of wind fluttered through the window, pushing loose papers gently off the table and onto the floor. The window shuddered for a moment before a pair of hands slammed them shut. The troll pushed the glasses that sat on his nose upward, letting a sigh escape his lips. The office was already a mess as it were, and the wind sure didn’t help. Rolling his shoulders back, Kyscil motioned about the office, snagging reports and messages up from the floor and placing them back onto his desk, dusting his hands once he was done. The adviser took this time to lazily lay back into his seat, pinching the furrow of his brow. The day was tiresome – the events that transpired were more than enough to put this troll to rest.

Even so, he must continue. He had to. The bags under his eyes sagged, wishing for a good rest. However, Kyscil refused for his body to succumb to fatigue. He took a quill resting in a jar, dabbing it in ink and taking out some paper. He started to write. Write. Write. Every now and again, he stood from the office desk and turned around to face the small bookshelves that lined the back of the room. Each tome and book varied in size, with various different titles written on the spine. He would take one out, flip to a page, before shutting it with one hand, dust shooting out from loose pages.

The sun would come up soon. The war was still ongoing, but the conflict should rest for the time being. A furred nose and two sets of eyes peaked from the doorway, their brows furrowed. Kyscil didn’t raise his gaze, using his left hand to shoo away the beast. It whined in its typical, musing tone, as if to chastise the cerulean for pressing their body further beyond normal limitation. Even so, it knew that he wouldn't stir from his work, so it decided to turn back around, flourishing its nine tails in the door way.

Kyscil squinted as the sky gaze way to a lighter purple. Sun-rays peaked over the horizon of the sea. Standing from his seat, the troll pulled the curtains together, completely blacking out any form of light. He stumbled over books, making his way back to his desk and turning the lamp on.

He still had work to do.


Other: He has the ability to cast illusionary magic, albeit it is rather small.

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Name: Frieda Cassat

Gender: Female

Caste: Oliveblood

Handle: artisanalGuillotine [AG]

Strife Specibus: artkind

Fetch Modus: Design (In the free slot is a sketchbook and pencil that can be taken out at any time, to retrieve an item you must design something based on it. I.e. to retrieve an apple you could draw an apple-themed dress.)

Dream Moon: Prospit

Classpect: Witch of Breath

Land: Clouds and Judgement

Typing Quirk: Doubles all her O's and connects them with a tilde, like her symbol, also leaves a paintbrush by her text to show it's freshly painted. (AG: D===C> O~Oh yeah? YO~Ou and what army?)

Lusus: Scorpion with 2 tails and 4 pincers.

Opinion on the Hemospectrum: Believes with 100% certainty that the revolution is right, and the hemospectrum needs to fall. She calls for the death of all highbloods through graffiti she leaves around, painted in the color of the higher blood types.

Reference or Description: She has messy long black hair, with some ends covered in paint of various colors. She's a little shorter than average height with a thin build. Her horns resemble scorpion tails. Lepio symbol.

Personality Description: A rather loud and out there person, who draws attention to herself quite easily, and enjoys the spotlight. She isn't afraid to talk about what she loves or believes in, in fact, she's quite passionate about talking about such topics to any who will lend an ear, and many who wouldn't. She views the world in blacks and whites, either you're right or wrong and is very friendly to any she views as right, she is a bit more violent with those she views as wrong though, often coming across as sadistic.

She has enough determination to finish projects that she starts but not in one go, leaving many products unfinished for months until the urge strikes her to continue them suddenly. She never truly gives up on something, and once she decides something is the right path for her she will never change her beliefs on it.

Writing Sample: The walls were tainted with hues of blues and purple, screaming out messages, blood, threshecution, vengeance, resistance, judgment. She stood in the center of the room, admiring the paint adorning the wall, some of her best work she would say. But it wasn't enough, and it wouldn't be enough until her message rang loud and clear across all of Alternia, until it rang in every heart and call the people to her side, to the side of chaos and madness, to the side of bloody revolution.

She shook her hair out to clear her head a bit, to give her a chance to think of her next task. There were still those posters she had to send out, when had she started those? It felt a sweep ago, but no matter, now was the perfect time to send them out, to rally the people once more. She dashed to her work desk, barely avoiding crashing into it as she landed in her chair. She pushed piles of supplies, papers, and canvases out of the way, letting them clatter to the floor. She dug until she found the papers sent to her, already printed in the text. She grabbed her brush from the floor and went to work.

Furious strokes across each page, paint splattering the walls and floor, obscuring the messages there. She sat there for so long, cackling all the while, until she held up a stack of papers, some still dripping with paint, calling for revolution. With stack in hand she clambered up the stairs of her hive to the roof, eager to share her latest creation. She opened her arms and scattered the papers to the wind, watching as they danced and glided far beyond the horizon, carried to trolls, wigglers, or simply nowhere.
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RE: The Caste Saga: A Fan Session
(12-29-2017 10:38 AM)chaotixWyvern Wrote:  Name: Frieda Cassat

Gender: Female

Caste: Oliveblood

Handle: artisanalGuillotine [AG]

Strife Specibus: artkind

Fetch Modus: Design (In the free slot is a sketchbook and pencil that can be taken out at any time, to retrieve an item you must design something based on it. I.e. to retrieve an apple you could draw an apple-themed dress.)

Dream Moon: Prospit

Classpect: Witch of Breath

Land: Clouds and Judgement

Typing Quirk: Doubles all her O's and connects them with a tilde, like her symbol, also leaves a paintbrush by her text to show it's freshly painted. (AG: D===C> O~Oh yeah? YO~Ou and what army?)

Lusus: Scorpion with 2 tails and 4 pincers.

Opinion on the Hemospectrum: Believes with 100% certainty that the revolution is right, and the hemospectrum needs to fall. She calls for the death of all highbloods through graffiti she leaves around, painted in the color of the higher blood types.

Reference or Description: She has messy long black hair, with some ends covered in paint of various colors. She's a little shorter than average height with a thin build. Her horns resemble scorpion tails. Lepio symbol.

Personality Description: A rather loud and out there person, who draws attention to herself quite easily, and enjoys the spotlight. She isn't afraid to talk about what she loves or believes in, in fact, she's quite passionate about talking about such topics to any who will lend an ear, and many who wouldn't. She views the world in blacks and whites, either you're right or wrong and is very friendly to any she views as right, she is a bit more violent with those she views as wrong though, often coming across as sadistic.

She has enough determination to finish projects that she starts but not in one go, leaving many products unfinished for months until the urge strikes her to continue them suddenly. She never truly gives up on something, and once she decides something is the right path for her she will never change her beliefs on it.

Writing Sample: The walls were tainted with hues of blues and purple, screaming out messages, blood, threshecution, vengeance, resistance, judgment. She stood in the center of the room, admiring the paint adorning the wall, some of her best work she would say. But it wasn't enough, and it wouldn't be enough until her message rang loud and clear across all of Alternia, until it rang in every heart and call the people to her side, to the side of chaos and madness, to the side of bloody revolution.

She shook her hair out to clear her head a bit, to give her a chance to think of her next task. There were still those posters she had to send out, when had she started those? It felt a sweep ago, but no matter, now was the perfect time to send them out, to rally the people once more. She dashed to her work desk, barely avoiding crashing into it as she landed in her chair. She pushed piles of supplies, papers, and canvases out of the way, letting them clatter to the floor. She dug until she found the papers sent to her, already printed in the text. She grabbed her brush from the floor and went to work.

Furious strokes across each page, paint splattering the walls and floor, obscuring the messages there. She sat there for so long, cackling all the while, until she held up a stack of papers, some still dripping with paint, calling for revolution. With stack in hand she clambered up the stairs of her hive to the roof, eager to share her latest creation. She opened her arms and scattered the papers to the wind, watching as they danced and glided far beyond the horizon, carried to trolls, wigglers, or simply nowhere.

I'm sorry, but there is currently a reservation on the Olive-blooded troll! Everything else checks out, though. If you can change your blood color to mutant, jade, or teal you will be accepted!
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Offline 12-29-2017, 02:50 PM
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RE: The Caste Saga: A Fan Session
Oh Teal works just fine, should I resubmit the whole application with the change or is just this message fine?
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Away 12-29-2017, 02:58 PM
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RE: The Caste Saga: A Fan Session
(12-29-2017 02:50 PM)chaotixWyvern Wrote:  Oh Teal works just fine, should I resubmit the whole application with the change or is just this message fine?

This message is fine. You're accepted! Please hop by in the OOC chat.
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