SININE PAVONI, abstruseConspirator

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[atrb=valign,top][atrb=bgcolor,252525][atrb=style,padding:8px; color:dedede;] KNIGHT OF MIND AGE seven sweeps GENDER male SEXUALITY pansexual TEAM blue DREAMER derse STRIFEKIND 2xpistolkind, submachinegunkind LAND OF insight and memory DENIZEN minerva

[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] ❧ Your name is Sinine Pavoni, a seven sweep old troll who has led a pretty normal life with a little bit of drama and excitement at some point in your days; overwhelming times if you could say so yourself. Like any other troll, your tale begins when you first hatched as a wriggler and went under the various trials that any troll infant is to undergo. It was tough and you’ve always wondered why exactly you needed to undertake such trials; even till this day, you still question the practice. But whatever, by the end of the day, what was important was that you survived them all. You were one of the fortunate ones who actually survived the trial and were then lucky enough to be taken under the wings, literally and figuratively, by your peacock lusus before settling in your new hive. Your new home was situated in secluded area located near a lake hidden by the greenery and is exactly a few kilometers away from the outskirts of the city. It was what you thought an ideal way to live; to be connected with nature and at the same time still caught up with the trend of the modern era. So, you began to live a somewhat boring life style; you read books and indulge yourself in activities you like during the day and by nightfall, you are ordered by your lusus to go around and explore the city half the night and get back home for some rest. The only reason you were ordered to go around the city was because of your lack of socializing and opted to construct conspiracy theories and watch documentaries of famed conartists in troll history. Your lusus was simply worried of your... Err social life and you have always been withdrawn in that area. So it was mandatory for you to go out or he’d pee on all the things you love. It actually happened once when you decided to disobey. And you almost cried that day. Keyword being almost. Despite the many times you ventured into the city, you still didn’t have a friend due to your social awkwardness and lack of interest in finding one at all. However, that all changed when you met a female troll in the city. One of the sweetest gals you’ve met. Well, the only gal you’ve met but whatever. You adored her so much it was making your lusus cry tears of joy. Rather a proud guardian to see that you were finally opening up to the world. Regardless, what came with that troll friend you had was a package deal to a few more people or ‘peeps’ as she addressed them. At first, you were wary of them but in the end, it worked out for all of you. You became one of them, the Slumps, as they called themselves; a group of trolls in the higher part of the spectrum like yourself. You spent less and less time in your hive than you used to. You were tied to the hip with the others and wrecked shit with them much to the chargin’ of your lusus but your lusus didn’t voice it out; too glad that you actually have a social life. You were part of the meanest trolls in the city and it stayed like that for a few more sweeps until things happened. The teal blooded troll you had a flushed crush was finally in a relationship with the Slumps's leader, an indigo blooded troll. It was heart breaking for you really but you didn’t show that it was. You’re too much of a good friend to ignore them just because of that. So you remained in the group and just smiled at your unrequited crush as she babbled on how romantic her boyfriend is. And even with your efforts to maintain the friendship, things went from good to bad when one of your pals, a violet blooded troll, got wind of the situation that they were matesprits; apparently he has been making his moves on her for the longest time and having this relationship unfold under his nose is something he really couldn’t sit well with. And thus began the gang war, the highlights of your life. Why you ask? Simply because you actually killed someone for the first time. So yes, the story is that the violet blooded troll broke away from the group and decided to drag you along with him as his new lieutenant. The Monarchs, he decided, was then born. And so began the days were you wished you hadn’t met any of them. It was crazy, really, how he tried to best the other, in gang activities and quadrant-wise. It turned into one hell of a hate-fest. It was childish and yet amusing to you but that’s something you wouldn’t admit aloud. Then things spiraled down further for you when you found out the troll you adored so much had an ‘accident’ caused by the violet blooded troll just because she outright expressed her disgust when he started flirting with her. It was then and there that you totally lost it and went bat shit crazy as you proceeded to gun him multiple times and stomped on the corpse like a child throwing a tantrum. You came home that day soaked in violet blood while your lusus was wailing about how you ruined the new carpet and since then, you have refused to go to the city again. It actually was something that you and your lusus mutually agreed on. Life went on for you as a friendless person once more, comforted only by books, murder mysteries and thoughts of conspiracies. It lasted for awhile till you discovered Trollian when you were using your husktop. You managed to make some online friends but unlike before, you somewhat kept your distance from them, besides from the once whom you got along well, to avoid the fiasco that occurred before. Another one is not necessary and the events itself were scarring as they are. And the next highlight of your life is actually concentrated on a game you got involved with… But that’s a tale for another time. This one is already long enough as it is. You actually don’t know this but your ancestor is The Comodoro, a well respected troll who was a part of the Empress’s fleet. He was one of the few trolls who were in the graces of the empress and was held in high regards due to his astounding tactical abilities that have other trolls of higher spectrum than he, envy him and at he same time begrudgingly respect him. In the many sweeps that he has been serving his empress, he has seen all the cruelty the lowbloods have been subjected to. Rather feel apathetic or pitiful, he feels disgusted to see that people of the same race would actually do that to each other. Though he himself was a highblood, he never thought less of the trolls in the lower spectrum. He treated them equally as they should be. And the brutality they undergo isn’t something he could stand for. Thus, during at the height of his career, he presented himself in the presence of his Empress where he spoke of resigning from his post. She almost didn’t agree to it. He had everything a highblood would die for! However, due to his argument, stating that this kind of lifestyle was too overwhelming for him and such, he was allowed to leave his post and he was positive that the Empress saw him in another light unfavorable to him. Nonetheless, it didn’t matter to him at that moment. He wasn’t the Empress’s puppet any longer. He was a person who had another purpose in life. And thus ends the tale of The Comodoro and begins a new; the tale of The Disowned. After resigning from his post, the Comodoro went back to Alternia where he immediately set his plans in motion; to aid in the rebellions of the lowbloods. At first, the trolls of the lower spectrum were wary of his actions (A highblood assisting a lowblood? Impossible!), nevertheless the Comodoro’s sincerity in this is what had earned him the trust of lowbloods and from since then on, he was dubbed as The Disowned. He continued aiding the lowbloods in their rebellions and would occasionally participate in them himself. It went on for sweeps and rumors began to circulate within the highblood community regarding his involvements with the lowbloods which was a subject that has not been brought to light for a few more sweeps. Unfortunately, in the countless sweeps the Disowned evaded the authorities; he was finally caught and brought before His Honorable Tyranny whose swift judgment subjected him to a death by hanging. On the night of his execution, many of his former comrades came. Humiliated and all, the Disowned was quiet. His former friends looked to him with distain. Before he was hung however, it was said he was humming or whispering words. Turns out he was humming a rebel’s hymn. 'Stand firm to your beliefs. With the wind to your back, stare down those who oppose you. For equality for all, we stand proud. Forever and ever and evermore.' [style=font-size:14px; letter-spacing: 3px; border-bottom: dotted 1px white;]home[/style] ❧ You live with your lusus in your hive that is situated in one of the nearby lakes hidden in the woods just a few kilometers away from the outskirts of the city. Unlike the trolls of your case, you didn’t exactly live in the grandest of hives like castles and such; it was too much of a hassle to get it cleaned up. Instead, you live in a cottage that could pass as a mansion, much to the charging of your lusus. He wanted to live in a palace for gogsakes! It wasn’t really an ideal place to live in when you had to clean everything and keep the place spotless. Look at you now, you are simply struggling to maintain the grandeur effect of the inner exterior of the hive. You were supposed to be busy doing whatever you feel like doing and yet you are stuck with arranging bowls in the nutrient block every other day. As much as you’d like to complain, you just kept quite because you don’t actually want your lusus to start wailing again. Spoiled bird he is. Moving on, your hive has the standard needs of that any hive is supposed to have; the nutrient block, your bed room and the list goes on. However, due to the largeness of your have, you are bound to have a few extra rooms such as the two entertainment blocks and the library. Now to the subject of your own block… It’s actually a pretty empty room to be honest. Just your recuperacoon that is placed in the corner near the glass doors that lead to the balcony and other side of the room, a table is placed where you usually do your reading or just watch some crime shows on your husktop. Beside the table is your wardrobe which is filled with assortment of clothes. Though you don’t go out often and could pretty much wear whatever you wanted, you still thought it was a must to keep your appearance classy for reasons unexplained. Lastly, the door just beside your recuperacoon is one of the highlights of your block in your opinion. And if asked why, it’s simply because it leads to the nutrition block where you could hoard all the food and be a gluttonous little troll… Not like you are one but still, the easy acces is convenient when you are hungry or when it’s movie night and you preferred to watch on your husktop rather than in the entertainment block. So that concludes the mini-tour(?) of your hive and block. [style=font-size:14px; letter-spacing: 3px; border-bottom: dotted 1px white;]typing style[/style] AC: You type in a a proper manner, to say the least. AC: Proper grammar, proper punctuation with the occasional mistakes, of course. AC: It is beyond you to use quirks. AC: Well aside from the fact that you find it unnecessary, you would prefer to communicate with your peers where they could comprehend your messages and be on better terms with them. AC: Which is hard on your part but you pass it off as a mini-challenge to decode whatever they say. AC: Also, you use emoticons at some occasions. AC: However they are in a mix of eastern and western variation but whatever. AC: It's not like you use them every time. Only in the presence of friends you trust most. AC: Lastly, you type in this shade. Your blood color. [style=font-size:14px; letter-spacing: 3px; border-bottom: dotted 1px white;]symbol[/style] ❧ Your symbol is the astrological glyph for the constellation of Pavo. [style=font-size:14px; letter-spacing: 3px; border-bottom: dotted 1px white;]fetch modus[/style] ❧ Riddle Me This. Your fetch modus is probably one of the most frustrating modis there is simply because you have to answer a question to get your item. At least that’s what other people think but to you, it’s the best there is. The procedure of your modus begins when you captchalogue an item in the sunshine yellow captcha card and is then stored into a white colored cube. Storing it is that simple. The fun begins when you decide to withdraw your item. On the surface of the cube, a riddle appears on the surface for you to answer. Depending on the value of the item, the riddles get a bit more difficult to solve. And if you answered wrongly, the cube does not withdraw your item and would go to a complete lock down mode temporarily. Depending on the value of the item is how long the cube is to be on lock down mode. Of course, there is a fail safe feature in this modus, however you also have to answer a riddle to get your items out. [style=font-size:14px; letter-spacing: 3px; border-bottom: dotted 1px white;]powers & skills[/style] ❧ Good Actor. Believe it or not, you’re a pretty decent actor when you want to be. Something you picked up from those documentaries about conartists and such. Plus you hung out with the meanest bunch back in the day. It was a necessity for you to hone such skills in a sense where you would like some benefits of your own or act out simply just to save yourself the trouble of a fight. Even if you have to act like wimp. Even if it actually blows your ego a bit. For your health and your benefits, you’d be willing to do just that. Psychic. Yes, you are actually one of those rare trolls is your caste who has been fortunate or unfortunate, depending on the situation, to have psychic abilities. Your abilities tend to lean into the mind sphere where in you can probe someone’s thoughts and process, store and download through the other’s mind. For now, that is just the extent of your abilities but if you practice more, you can unlock more of your psychic talents. Strategist. In everything you do, you are prepared. You are the type of person to plan ahead and think of alternatives in case things don’t work out in your favor. From the smallest and trivial things to the most complex and difficult battles, you always have a plan to try and conquer them all. Keen Observer. This is one of the skills you actually developed living with your lusus. See, your lusus tends to be flamboyant and classy as well as a perfectionist where he wants every details, even the smallest of the small, right where he can see them. And because of this, you actually have no choice but to have an eye for details or your lusus would throw a hissy fit. [style=font-size:14px; letter-spacing: 3px; border-bottom: dotted 1px white;]medium[/style] ❧ Your land is the land of Insight and Memory and if you could say so yourself, your land is probably the most frustrating of all in the sense of the landscape. Unlike other players who are fortunate enough to have barren lands and such, you were stuck with a planet –sized jigsaw puzzle. Each piece of land puzzle presents an extremely familiar scenario from your wrigglerhood however you aren’t quite sure if it is such because of the lack of light to clearly take in the scenery. Adding to the confusion generally is how much they are jumbled and not placed in accordance to how you remember them to be. Furthermore, your land isn’t exactly in the state of eternal night fall but of a dim-like condition that makes it slightly difficult for your eyes to see, that is, if you didn’t have those floating lanterns to assist you. Ah yes, the floating lanterns are the only light source currently available for your land and every single one of them is an exact replica of the other, rendering them all generic. In some occasions though, you would spot one lantern that is similar in shape but different in color which would stand out from the millions. Because of those, you actually managed to get around your land and do some exploring. And those lanterns were courtesy of your consorts; mutated emerald caterpillars. They are mutated in a sense that they are big. Bigger than you even. But that is probably because of their long bodies. In your eyes, they are forever mutated grubs who just didn’t develop limbs. Even if that is the case, they are extremely insightful and philosophical; your kind of people to be precise. And to be honest, you got along well with them, if you look pass their arrogant and commanding nature, as well as their demands that you speak in formality when you are to converse, they are good company in your opinion. [style=font-size:14px; letter-spacing: 3px; border-bottom: dotted 1px white;]sidequest[/style] ❧ Your side-quest is to help your consort with their quest in life; which is to develop in their final stage. You need to find suitable placed in your land for your consorts for them to get settled in and pupate and eventually turn into wing-masses; a new evolution of consorts. At least appearance wise.	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