SOMNI: The Entire Universe Plays SBURB (Characters)

[Masterweaver]

In my personal canon, Alternians call other races by three names: Slaves, Enemies, or Bastards.

[Pandemonius]

Yeah, trolls conquer other planets. You wouldn't be out of place playing an alien from of one of those.

[AdmiralIronclad]

If we're having more than one character I might make a human to keep you company, Moo. I'll give it some thought. You got any ideas for your char, by the by?

[stuffedAnimal]

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Name: Aarym Narlan
Race: Red Lizardfolk.
Gender: Female.
Forum Username: stuffedAnimal
Age: Ten winters (Equivalent of 14.)
Appearance: Picture to follow. For now: A lizardfolk with a collar and red scales. Her hair is tied back into a bun when she is working, and at other times she lets it flow free. Her back spikes are turned down, and she mainly wears a maid outfit. She has no shoes.
Title: Liberator of Flame (Pulling it out of my rear.)
Chumhandle and Hexadecimal color: submissiveTail (ST), #DECADE (Pink)
Typing Quirks: Everything must be neat, not a letter out of place, not a capital out of place. Very polite, refers to everyone as sir or ma'am. No swears.
Kernelsprite: Unknown so far, probably a stuffed dog or something.
Likes: Her tail, her backspikes, and her species.
Dislikes: Being a slave, slavemasters, slave capturers, slavery, assholes.
Guardian: None, killed when she was taken captive.
Location: On a planet near Alternia, slave block.
Land: Land of Clouds and Light. Consorts: Robins. Notes: No land, just firm clouds. Consorts can be very rude to people they don't know.
Web Browsername: Kaos.
Kind Abstratus: broomKind, selfKind.
Fetch Modus: Slave, must complete a task to get something out.

=> Be the submissive, tail biting slave.

You're not really tail biting. Okay, you kind of are, but only when you get worried. You get worried a lot. Come to think of it, your tail has lost its shine. But you can't clean it, because you need a pail for those kinds of things, and you're a slave to the Trolls. They recently conquered your species and enslaved them. Stupid trolls. You hate slavery, and you hate slavers, but you work for one because if you don't you'll get whipped and then killed. However, recently you have been on the internet, and you have acquired the username of several people. You contact them with trollian, and as such, are often mistaken for one. Up until recently you hated trolls too, but talked to one several times and realized that they aren't all bad. Only most of them.

You realize that while thinking about these things you have started biting your tail.

Welp. Better get back to work.

(Will post a human later.)

[AdmiralIronclad]

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Name: Aarym Narlan
Race: Red Lizardfolk.
Gender: Female.
Forum Username: stuffedAnimal
Age: Ten winters (Equivalent of 14.)
Appearance: Picture to follow. For now: A lizardfolk with a collar and red scales. Her hair is tied back into a bun when she is working, and at other times she lets it flow free. Her back spikes are turned down, and she mainly wears a maid outfit. She has no shoes.
Title: Liberator of Light (Pulling it out of my rear.)
Chumhandle and Hexadecimal color: submissiveTail (ST), # (Pink)
Typing Quirks: Everything must be neat, not a letter out of place, not a capital out of place. Very polite, refers to everyone as sir or ma'am. No swears.
Kernelsprite: Unknown so far, probably a stuffed dog or something.
Likes: Her tail, her backspikes, and her species.
Dislikes: Being a slave, slavemasters, slave capturers, slavery, assholes.
Guardian: None, killed when she was taken captive.
Location: On a planet near Alternia, slave block.
Land: Land of Clouds and Light. Consorts: Robins. Notes: No land, just firm clouds. Consorts can be very rude to people they don't know.
Web Browsername: Kaos.
Kind Abstratus: broomKind, selfKind.
Fetch Modus: Slave, must complete a task to get something out.

She sounds cool, just one hitch though. We already have an 'of light' character.

[Anonymous]

>Be the frozen one._

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Name: Varik Syrakkh
Race: Sarathh (Adults are about 7 feet tall, very weak-looking, and look very similar to humans. Despite their appearance they are incredibly strong. Operate on a somewhat... different blood-caste system, from lowest to highest going Black-Red-Gold-Silver-White. They can change the form of their arms and legs at will.)
Gender: Male
Forum Username: Anonymous
Age: 3 Murakkih (~12 years)
Appearance: 6'6", wears a jacket at all times due to the area where he lives being unusually cold, a black X on the back. He has somewhat short brown hair and is seemingly always in a bad mood.
Title: Seer of Rage
Chumhandle and Hexadecimal color: nuclearWhiteout, 333333
Typing Quirks: {Encloses his speech in brackets that look somewhat like snow, but types normally otherwise. He tends to get distracted while talking...}
Kernelsprite: ?
Likes: Being warm, shooting things.
Dislikes: Being cold, the caste system, running out of bullets, missing, jammed guns.
Guardian: Heat Elemental
Location: VERY far from the equator.
Land: Land of Volcanoes and Magma
Web Browsername: Hephaestus
Kind Abstratus: None, he uses his arms for everything.
Fetch Modus: Deep Freeze: Objects placed in the deck are dropped to near absolute-zero temperatures, to release them, the card must be brought to 90 degrees or higher. Usually Varik's guardian is able to do this for him. The item is NOT automatically released however, and he may release them at any time afterwards, as the card will not refreeze.

You are not frozen, though you are very cold. Your name is Varik Syrakkh. You live far away from others on your world, since something very unfortunate would happen if a goldblood or silverblood caught you. If you were caught by a whiteblood, it might have been a different story, but it's best not to risk it at all. You have isolated yourself at the north pole, making it very difficult to stay warm. Carrying around a captchalogue deck even colder than the world around you doesn't make it any better, but you can't trade it with anyone. It's certainly far easier for you to use than any other deck.

You recently stumbled across a chat program called Trollian, and have taken to using it for everyday communications. You've never seen a redblood, or indeed any color other than gold, but the people there are quite nice and don't seem to care that you have black blood. Not that it's been mentioned outright, but it did set its color to your blood color automatically. You go by the name nuclearWhiteout on the internet, and {you can't quite seem to escape from the snow that invades your everyday life.}

[stuffedAnimal]

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Name: Aarym Narlan
Race: Red Lizardfolk.
Gender: Female.
Forum Username: stuffedAnimal
Age: Ten winters (Equivalent of 14.)
Appearance: Picture to follow. For now: A lizardfolk with a collar and red scales. Her hair is tied back into a bun when she is working, and at other times she lets it flow free. Her back spikes are turned down, and she mainly wears a maid outfit. She has no shoes.
Title: Liberator of Light (Pulling it out of my rear.)
Chumhandle and Hexadecimal color: submissiveTail (ST), # (Pink)
Typing Quirks: Everything must be neat, not a letter out of place, not a capital out of place. Very polite, refers to everyone as sir or ma'am. No swears.
Kernelsprite: Unknown so far, probably a stuffed dog or something.
Likes: Her tail, her backspikes, and her species.
Dislikes: Being a slave, slavemasters, slave capturers, slavery, assholes.
Guardian: None, killed when she was taken captive.
Location: On a planet near Alternia, slave block.
Land: Land of Clouds and Light. Consorts: Robins. Notes: No land, just firm clouds. Consorts can be very rude to people they don't know.
Web Browsername: Kaos.
Kind Abstratus: broomKind, selfKind.
Fetch Modus: Slave, must complete a task to get something out.

She sounds cool, just one hitch though. We already have an 'of light' character.

Oh yeah. Hold on a sec, I'll fix it. Thanks for reminding me.

[Moolish]

If we're having more than one character I might make a human to keep you company, Moo. I'll give it some thought. You got any ideas for your char, by the by?

Aw shucks, you don't have to if you don't want to.
But I'm actually almost done with my character.
I'm planning to post it up soon. >:U

... on a random note, if we start making second/third characters, won't we be taking up more space in the limit of characters?
Like.. the max is 10~14, right?
.. so yeah.

[Anonymous]

It really depends on what we can keep up with. That was just a general idea, it can go as high as people can keep track of.

[AdmiralIronclad]

I'm only really tempted to have one more, who'll be more of a side-character than my troll. I don't mind you guys having them, but I can imagine it'll get a little silly if all of us have 3 characters or more.

[Moolish]

HAHAHA. ha. Haa.

> Be the only human

Pffft, you know you can’t be the only human. Don’t be so pessimistic.

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Name: Violetta Blake
Race: Human
Gender: Female
Forum Username: Moolish
Age: 13 years
Appearance: Short red hair and freckles. Often tries to be a mix of girly, gangster and gentleman, and often fails. Trademark accessories include a black top hat and some cheap shades. She dislikes fashion and just likes to wear a jacket that’s nearly four sizes too large over a gray shirt and some worn jeans. She has a neon green tie, just because. (I’ll get a picture.. eventually. :U)
Title: Thief of Time
Chumhandle and Hexadecimal color: lethargicRobber /#97C900
Typing Quirks: YOU OFTEN START OUT LOUD AND PRRRACTICALLY YELLING YOUR FUCKING BRRRAINS OUT BEfore randomly losing confidence mid sentence… and theN STARRRTING BACK UP AGAIN!!! AND DON’T FORRRGET RRROLLING THE RRR’S!
But since your quirks are influenced by the things around you, it fluctuates slightly from time to time, especially when you get hyped up over something.
Kernelsprite: Whatever’s available at the time.
Likes: cool things, being a rebel, candy, adventure, top hats, rainbows, mythical beasts, bloody things, violence, musicals and colors.
Dislikes: cats, the law, the “man”, the color purple, failing, and a bunch of other equally random things.
Guardian: Godmother, and all her fifteen cats.
Location: Some fancy-pants mansion in Canada.
Land: Land of Jungle and Terror, consorts: monkeys
Kind Abstratus: fryingpanKind
Fetch Modus: WHEEL OF FORTUNE. All items have their own place in a wheel. Viola must spin the wheel and wait for the marker to stop on one of the objects in the wheel.
There are two extra places on the wheel, one of them being black and the other being white. The black one, if landed on, will violently eject all captchalogued items. The white one doesn’t do anything at all.

> Be the soulless ginger.

That's not nice. :|

> Be the human with the long introduction.

Your name is VIOLETTA, but since it means ‘purple’ and you absolutely hate that color, you like to think your name is really NEON instead. But that's kind of hard since your Godmother and pretty much all your family calls you your name of VIOLA.

You live with your GODMOTHER and her fifteen beloved CATS, all of whom are your GREATEST ENEMIES.

You have a VARIETY OF INTERESTS, none of which nobody would really want to know about, since you are an average SHUT-IN.
As such, you love VIDEO GAMES. Mainly of the ACTION ROLE-PLAY kind, but you’re very flexible and have experienced plenty of other games that are awesome despite being in another GENRE. TV is also one of your BEST FRIENDS, but with all the crap that’s on nowadays, you’ve slowly been replacing TV with MOVIES. You watch movies EVERY DAY. It is an adventure every day. Usually a new movie, but sometimes you like to go back to your favorites, which consist mostly of MUSICALS.

You like trying to be COOL and FIERCE. However, pale, red-headed nerds aren’t really the image of coolness, so you spend your days FANTASIZING and LEARNING about various cultures in which you are interested in. One of them is GANGSTERITY. You hope one day you be a BAMF, a cool, hard-ass gangster with nothing to lose. Oh, and PIRATES, too. They are gangsters of the ocean, too. With a ship. Of course, that conflicts with GENTLEMANSHIP, which is the opposite of that. They’re just plain cool, classy and slick with top hats and crisp suits. It’s hard, but you try to wear a mix of those two interests and act like it too. You usually FAIL at it, but you also believe in TRIAL AND ERROR, so it doesn’t bother you as much.

But however much you want to become fierce, cool, and classy and gangster, you also have that FEMININE SIDE you can’t hide. You love COLORS. NEON COLORS, to be exact. The ones that burn your retinas. Your favorite color is LIME GREEN.
You also collect STUFFED ANIMALS. No, you don’t make them, but rather you go buy them from the local store and collect them. You often have VIOLENT TENDENCIES, which often result in you tearing all the limbs and heads of some animals. Luckily you’re also able to sew a bit, so you just sew the limbs onto other plushies to create FRIGHTENING CHIMERAS. They’re more interesting that way. Your room almost looks like a crime scene with all the stuffing and mutilated plushies lying about.

Other than that, you’re a normal THIRTEEN YEAR OLD who lives with her GODMOTHER due to a chain of UNFORTUNATE EVENTS. You’d rather not talk about it.
Mainly because you don’t remember the series of unfortunate events. D’oh!
You’d much rather lurk on the INTERNET and talk to your many internet friends than think about your past.
After a long drought of boredom and absolutely nothing to do, however, you have sniffed out a new object of obsession, the talk of the internet.

Of course, you know nearly nothing about it besides that it’s apparently awesome and called SBURB. You must further investigate this and chat amongst your friends.

[stuffedAnimal]

Nice, Moolish. I'll make a human when I'm done with my homework.
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[AdmiralIronclad]

You live with your GODMOTHER and her fifteen beloved CATS, all of whom are your GREATEST ENEMIES.

Hehe, I like that. Nice character.

[Anonymous]

Nice, Moolish. I'll make a human when I'm done with my homework.
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>War Machine: Anti-procrastination systems.

You fire all of your weapons at the tool of stuffedAnimal's procrastination, namely, his homework. You then declare that he has an excuse for not doing it; it was shot all to hell by an evil 50-foot tall killbot with guns for its everything.

[Moolish]

Hehe, I like that. Nice character.

Thanks.

>War Machine: Anti-procrastination systems.

You fire all of your weapons at the tool of stuffedAnimal's procrastination, namely, his homework. You then declare that he has an excuse for not doing it; it was shot all to hell by an evil 50-foot tall killbot with guns for its everything.

Best reason ever.
Almost makes me want to procrastinate.

[gracefulUnison]

Name: Mikael Aalto
Race: Human
Gender: Male
Forum Username: gracefulUnison
Age: 17 years
Appearance: Blond hair, brown eyes, wears a lot of gray and blue. Picture coming soon.
Title: Knight of Doom
Chumhandle and Hexadecimal color: clockworkCircutry (#4682B4)
Typing Quirks: Proper <ap|tal|zat|on and pun<tuat|on. "|"s |nstead of "i"s, "<"s |nstead of "c"s.
Kernelsprite: To be decided.
Likes: Fixing and upgrading computers, clockwork, anything made of metal, space aliens (they've got to be less confusing than humans, right?)
Dislikes: Heights (hello, phobia), dirt (everything must be clean!), most people (are really confusing)
Guardian: Older brother
Location: London, apartment building
Land: Land of Steel and Wires
Web Browsername: Ilmarinen
Kind Abstratus: knifeKind (dualwields)
Fetch Modus: Hash modus. (Like Dave's. I'm feeling uncreative today.)

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Name: Daniel Allen
Race: Human
Gender: Male
Forum Username: stuffedAnimal
Age: 13.5 years.
Appearance: Brown hair, glasses, fedora.
Title: Herald of Chaos
Chumhandle and Hexadecimal color: winningOptimist (WO), #BEADED
Typing Quirks: Replaces at w/ @, with w/ w/, or w/ o/, without w/ w/o, money w/ $, number w/ #,
Kernelsprite: Dog.
Likes: Violetta (in a strictly way, you insist), Japanese, Science, Math, food.
Dislikes: Idiots, Zadonn (in a way, unrequited), work.
Guardian: Pharaoh hound.
Location: Seattle, WA.
Land: Land of Mountains and Thunder
Web Browsername: Zeus
Kind Abstratus: kitchenknifeKind, blank card.
Fetch Modus: Comedian, has to make a joke (NOT A PUN) to withdraw.

=> Be the idiot.

You're not an idiot, you're an optimist.

=> Fine. Be that then.

Very well.

You are a human, and your name is Daniel Allen . You are an optimist, and you believe the best of anybody. They can be nice, you say, they just need to try. At least, everyone except Zadonn Kalahr. You hate him, and hate how he types, and hate how he tries to be nice and completely and utterly fails. You especially hate when he flips his shit and his blue bubblegum text is IS FUCKING YELLING AT YOU. It gives you headaches.

I suck at not procrastinating.

[Masterweaver]

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Name: SKRIPACRICRINORVICHARZULEEPBARNOFKRIK, but you'll accept any portion of that in a pinch.
Race: Ectobiology is a marvelous thing, isn't it? You're pretty sure you're part bumblebee, or was that part octopus? Oh whatever.
Gender: Yes.
Forum Username: Masterweaver (and a twenty-sided dice!)
Age: Blue!
Appearance: YEEHEEHEE! ((Weaver will provide a picture some time next week))
Title: Scrambler of Souls
Chumhandle and Hexadecimal color: You go by YeeHeeHee! and your color your text in the inversion of whom you speak to unless you're in a memo in which case you just invert the text of the original poster. How this works, you have no idea how this works!
(RGB code: 255-X wherein X is the original number)
Typing Quirks: Lots of nonsense words.
Kernelsprite: VOMITSPRITE.
Likes: EVERYTHING! It's all so cute!
Dislikes: Grumpygusses who need to be BANGED AGAINST THE GROUND UNTIL THEY SMILE.
Guardian: What now?
Location: On somebody's head!
Land: Land of Brains and Punch, a massive multi-colored ocean with squishly islands floating all over it. Also the consorts are mudskippers.
Web Browsername: Skripacricrinorvicharzuleepbarnofkrik
Kind Abstratus: Technically joker-kind, but you usually forget that and just do something silly.
Fetch Modus: Well, you don't actually have one, so you just stick your sylladex cards to your tongue. It's quite convenient, really.

>Be one of NEON's friends.

Okay! But the readers have to type >Be completely off-the-wall bonkers first!

>Be completely off the wall bonkers.

YEEHEEHEE! You got it, readers!

Your name is SKRIPACRICRINORVICHARZULEEPBARNOFKRIK, but a lot of people shorten that to something or other and you decide that even though it's a horrible insult you won't eat them because they probably don't have any ketchup handy now do they the inconsiderate Luddites but you love them all the same! You have absolutely no idea where you live, what you are, when you came into being, or why you are the only person to see the floofles that are clearly EVERYWHERE. You do, however, know that you are AWAKE ON PROSPIT and have taken great pains to arrange everything you've seen in your visions. For some reason nobody believes you when you tell them about the visions. Maybe it's because you're also a lunatic.

Nah, they're just jealous.

You can connect to the internet WITH YOUR MIND. Cool, huh? Unfortunately, you also have a lot of viruses in your head because of that. You can't remember if you started out sane or not, although probably not, but the viruses have just made things even weirder for you. Also you see this here doggy, you think its so cute and you're going to give it a hug and what was that snapping noise? Oh, doggy's dead. Hmm, you were hungry anyway. Anyway, a lot of people keep telling you to get therapy BUT THE FLOOFLES SAY NO AND THE FLOOFLES ARE ONLY WRONG WHEN SKAIA SAYS THEY ARE. Besides they're cute.

Your chumhandle is YeeHeeHee! (somehow) and you JIP JIP might let slip a GORIIVIV few odd MORGAS!

[Masterweaver]

Also, Fanlel is already the X of hope, gracfulUnision. Please change?

[Anonymous]

For some reason I'm scared of your second character.

[Moolish]

For some reason I'm scared of your second character.

I second this.
Though... I'm almost in love.

[gracefulUnison]

Also, Fanlel is already the X of hope, gracfulUnision. Please change?

Ah! S-so he is. Will "of Doom" work?

[Anonymous]

I'm going to make a list of the characters in the OP... eventually...

Meh, nothing else to do really.

[AdmiralIronclad]

Also, Fanlel is already the X of hope, gracfulUnision. Please change?

Ah! S-so he is. Will "of Doom" work?

Yeah, I think that's free.

[Lucheek]

Its like the Alderaan Cantina up in here! 8D! I like it!

I was wondering if I could make two Sarathhes, with some twin-telepathy (talk to eachother in their heads) powers, or would that be too godmoddy? 8O