Post by lofora on May 16, 2012 12:58:12 GMT -6
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[atrb=border,0,bTable][atrb=cellspacing,10,bTable][atrb=vAlign,top][atrb=width,110][atrb=width,500,bTable][style=height:100px;background-color:B9FC6F;width:100px;padding:5px; text-align:center;] [/style] | [atrb=valign,top][atrb=bgcolor,252525][atrb=style,padding:8px; color:dedede;] ROGUE OF LIFE AGE 6 sweeps GENDER f SEXUALITY pansexual TEAM blue team DREAMER prospit STRIFEKIND cactuskind LAND OF tunnels and oases DENIZEN garm |
| [atrb=width,500,bTable][atrb=style,margin-top:-8px,btable][atrb=cellspacing,10,bTable][atrb=valign,top][atrb=border,0,bTable][atrb=bgcolor,252525][atrb=width,350][atrb=style,padding:10px; color:dedede;][style=font-size:14px; letter-spacing: 3px; border-bottom: dotted 1px white;]backstory[/style] ❧ Being a member of the aristocratic seadwelling trolls, Lofora grew up from being a little grub knowing that she was somehow, inherently, better than just about everyone else. And she was completely fine with that. However, as some would consider odd, she didn’t let it go to her head. Her lusus, a giant jellyfish, taught her to be chill. So, chill she would be. Or, actually, her lusus didn’t teach her anything directly because she could always swear her lusus was really, really dumb. It didn’t communicate much. She grew up in a nice castle, occasionally traversing to the land. On land, she felt especially awkward being someone in such a high class. So, what did she do? She became a hermit in a sense. She was, constantly, on her husktop talking to this person and that one. She lived inside her head. She dreamed. All that dreaming had to come crashing down on her eventually, right? Wrong. She kept dreaming, and getting just a bit more detached from reality. Eventually she came to the conclusion that, naturally, one day the water would overtake the land and everybody would die except the seadwellers. It made sense to her, so she just rolled with it. Still, she was utterly fascinated with those in lower castes, unable to imagine how someone could live in such squalid situations. She enjoyed music and film that nobody had heard of, amazed that people had such terrible tastes in art and culture. However, her fondness for Troll Will Smith was an undying, scandalous lust that she decided consciously that she must contain at all times. She always loved art because it gave her a chance to escape. And when she got bored of art, she would snap. However, she didn’t snap violently. She spend days sitting straight up on the floor, staring forward. Her lusus would float by and wonder what was up, but a glare later it would lazily float on toward its next destination. Eventually, she would hit a breakthrough and create something herself, then explore what she created in depth and search for other forms of art. She is, in particular, a fan of Troll Edgar Allen Poe and Troll Jill Tracy. Her outfit of choice is rather odd for a troll, considering how much stuff she actually wears. She has a bucket hat with a grey belt around it, with a simple, gold belt buckle on it. If she didn’t have the belt, it would fall off her head because of her horns. She wears a long sleeved black shirt with the sleeves rolled up and a grey vest over it, black shorts that she cut off herself at the knees, with black boots and white, knee-high socks. She wears large sunglasses that she can display images on (like smiley faces, which she typically does) and fingerless gloves, because they’re so in. She wears two gold thumb rings and has about twenty thin, golden bracelets around her left wrist. She also has a gold pinky ring on her right hand, and wears binoculars from her neck. Her hair is a bit past chin-length, straight and very messy. Always interested in filling her quadrants yet never quite getting around to it, Lofora is a social butterflyfish, however when it comes to making things actually official she prefers the other person make it official first, then she joins in later. Lofora tries not to hate everyone, she really does, but her fascination with land dwellers is more of a morbid “how hard could I prod this one before it screams” sort of deal, but she is capable of being attached to a land dweller. She prefers to extinguish the thought, but it’s always there. In general, Lofora tends to be a bit spacy and out of it, not quite knowing where she is most of the time but just rolling with it anyway. After all, she’s gotta be chill all the time. Even when she snaps toward someone or something, she stays calm. But it’s that eerie calm that a serial killer has before boiling her victims alive and eating them piece by piece. Kinda weird. She also has no inclination of what’s weird to say, so often she’ll just say things in conversation that would make some cringe. She values her friends, but is rational and can justify killing someone at any moment. That doesn’t mean she wants to, because she would hate to lose someone, mostly because it would be one less person to take on the final boss and it’s literally just simple math. Duh. She has no fears, only general inclinations that she shouldn't do things. Her ancestor was the Faithful. She was a small seadweller who specialized in comforting people in their times of death. She kept to herself, behind the locks and barriers of a castle well-guarded because of her paranoia and fear. She started going mad, and started hurting people as well, knowing all the while that what she was doing was good and just. She gained strength in her convictions and eventually began conducting medical experiments on those who had red blood. This eventually led to her growing curious of what a seadweller’s insides looked like. She disemboweled herself and died in her basement, surrounded by the corpses of a hundred failed experiments, their dirty blood up to her ankles. [style=font-size:14px; letter-spacing: 3px; border-bottom: dotted 1px white;]home[/style] ❧ She lives in a small castle underwater, the plain walls extending throughout the entire place except her room. Her room is painted whichever color she freaking feels like, which is usually some form of violet. Her room is cluttered with various memorabilia from music and films that you haven’t heard of. She has an old fashioned record player because it has obviously better sound quality than whatever else other, less cultured people use. Her husktop is a typewriter with a flat screen hooked up to it and supported by it, because the audible click is more comfortable for her. Oh, and there’s a room specifically designed above the water to grow cacti for her weapons. She harvests them and keeps them in another little room until she needs them. [style=font-size:14px; letter-spacing: 3px; border-bottom: dotted 1px white;]typing style[/style] ❧ ✯ geeneeraallyy speeaaks sl∞wlyy, empphhasiiziing v∞weels aand ff s∞uunds aand hh s∞uunds and ∞thheer breeaathhyy s∞uunds. ffuull puunctuuaatii∞n, wiithh n∞ caapiitaal leetteers aanyywhheere. preeceeds wiithh a naauutiicaal staar. neeveer eexclaaiims thhiings. uusees weeiird phhrasees thhaat n∞b∞dyy uusees ∞thheer thhaan hheer. iinfiiniity siigns f∞r d∞uuble ∞ ‘s. thhee d∞uuble leetteer ruule d∞eesn't c∞uunt f∞r siileent ee's ∞r ∞thheer siileent leetteers. Key to phrases (will update as new ones are used?): Gesb : got ‘em so bad Scraped/wrecked/styled on : used as a sign of her victory Cring: crying Mean: good (when used after an insult, ex. “y∞uur m∞thheer. meeaan, geet scraapeed s∞n.”) [style=font-size:14px; letter-spacing: 3px; border-bottom: dotted 1px white;]symbol[/style] ❧ The nautical star (✯) she uses as a prefix in, of course, her blood color. [style=font-size:14px; letter-spacing: 3px; border-bottom: dotted 1px white;]fetch modus[/style] ❧ Abstract modus – Only she truly “gets” it, and the only way she can describe it is that it’s a feeling deep down inside you. In reality, she just has to concentrate on what she wants in her head and then make the mental picture into a post-impressionist piece and she gets it. If she actually takes the time to paint whatever it is, and she does it to the modus’ liking, she will receive ten of said object. But she’s a terrible painter and wouldn’t want to take the time anyway. She doesn’t even know of that ability of her modus. [style=font-size:14px; letter-spacing: 3px; border-bottom: dotted 1px white;]powers & skills[/style] ❧ She’s decent at empathizing with people. She is also a very good listener, mostly owed to the fact that she can fake listen incredibly well. Of course, she has the abilities of your average seadweller, being able to breathe underwater and being a great swimmer. She can do math extremely quickly in her head, even very complex stuff, and has an incredible memory for everything except directions. She understands strategies and can see many sides of an issue and a solution, and can create tactics to get to the desired solution (however sound the tactics may be is up to the person she’s consulting with). She’s also a beast with her cacti. [style=font-size:14px; letter-spacing: 3px; border-bottom: dotted 1px white;]medium[/style] ❧ Land of Tunnels and Oases. LOTAO is one big desert with frequent oases scattered about. It’s filled with little white foxes as consorts who scurry about and constantly bathe in the oases. However, under each oasis is a tunnel leading to another one. There are occasional intricate cave systems. Somewhere lurks Garm, who runs around and drinks the oases and kills the consorts. Why? ‘Cuz. Deal with it, nerd. [style=font-size:14px; letter-spacing: 3px; border-bottom: dotted 1px white;]sidequest[/style] ❧ She is to transfer some sort of fatal injury or illness from one person who would not be able to deal with it to somebody else, quite possibly herself, who could make a full recovery and therefore save a life. | [atrb=width,150][atrb=valign,top][atrb=bgcolor,B9FC6F][atrb=style,color:252525; padding: 8px;][style=font-size:14px; letter-spacing: 3px; border-bottom: dotted 1px #252525;]positive[/style] ❧ loyal ❧ honest ❧ friendly ❧ relaxed ❧ rational [style=font-size:14px; letter-spacing: 3px; border-bottom: dotted 1px #252525;]negative[/style] ❧ judgmental ❧ secretive ❧ impulsive ❧ scatterbrained ❧ obstinate [style=font-size:14px; letter-spacing: 3px; border-bottom: dotted 1px #252525;]interests[/style] ❧ music, film, paintings… art [/style]❧ sociology ❧ doing math in her head ❧ dreaming ❧ botany |
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