CHUMROLL 2: (Traditional Rude Joke Regarding Trollslum)

[Tataudu]

Apparently I never actually posted this dude's actual profile which is lame of me because lamer lame lame. words.
And also I need a place to put all his resources AHAHAHA here we go.


Your name is Toby Daeven, and you're kind of a dick.
No better way to put it, you're just a massive asshole. It's really a wonder you manage to have any friends at all. You're cold, dude, and not even in the smooth and mysterious way, you're just an icy motherfucker with a vendetta against the world.
Basically, you're a huge misanthrope. You've got all the makings of an excellent serial killer, but the acting skills to play normal, and the love of freedom to want to. Truthfully, you're probably not cut out to be a killer, you're still too empathetic, besides your massive hatred of everyone. You just wish you were a killer, because then you'd kill people.
Though, you certainly have the means to kill people. You love knives, and guns, but you don't have any guns because there's a law against that where you live. Actually, there's a law against you having knives too, but a little law-breaking never hurt anyone... much. Your knife collection isn't massive, and it's mostly ornate daggers that are totally ineffective at anything at all, but hell, they look cool.
Since you kind of wish you were a totally awesome serial killer, you're into gore. Nothing bothers you anymore, and you've got a large collection of particularly interesting bits and pieces, including a few autopsy photos from well-known murder cases. Literature has some fine examples of gore as well, you particularly enjoy the works of Howard Philips Lovecraft, and Stephen King, but you're willing to dabble with more modern authors and occasionally the piece of popular fiction, such as the Dexter series. You hold a lot of the things you read with high regards, as you don't generally have the time or effort to read anything not worth your time.
Overall you think you're a pretty cool dude, and you have a whole bunch of interests that aren't worth talking about - such as your unlikely and somewhat unusual love for cephalopods.

You are the Thane of Hate and a Derse Dreamer. Your strife specibus is allocated to batkind, because you're useless with knives and baseball bats do more grisly damage anyway.
Your chumhandle is thirteenGraves and you think you type in a p chill manner, usin' the occasional spot of slang and sometimes a goddamn swearword or a meme.

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[ThePsychoCow]

Your name is DARCY KOOPMAN.You love to DRAW and SAY MOO.You live your life on the INTERNET and talk to random people.You have a fear of HEIGHTS and a strange fear that a DUMMY or DOLL will come alive and kill you.You dislike HORROR MOVIES unless they are animated such as CORALINE.Even though you enjoyed RED RIDING HOOD, you still dislike them.You like to eat TACOS and to watch INVADER ZIM so you can see GIR.You hate being BULLIED and try to stop it.Sometimes it results in being punched but you don't care.It is hard for you to PAY ATTENTION to things and you zone out alot.For some reason, you CANNOT STOP MOVING.You've seen all the HARRY POTTER movies yet have only read one book.You normally avoid being OUTSIDE.Sometimes you think you will be KIDNAPPED.You also have a FEATHER COLLECTION that you ADORE.You wish to collect more feathers.Your title is PSYCHO OF RAVE and you dream on PROSPIT.
Typing style: Almost perfect grammar, sometimes forgets to end a sentence with a period.Uses emoticons like o3o and ouo.Has alot of typos
Guardian: MOM
Planet: Land of Chaos and Rainbows
Likes: Llamas, Total Drama Island, GIR, tacos, pizza, drawing, and Harry Potter
Dislikes: Horror movies, sharks, spiders, heights(fear), dummies/dolls(fear of a living one), and doors(Has hit head and face on too many times).

[Syvar]

His hand positioning looks sort of dirty to me when he's naked.
I love it.

[Godo-kun]

Redneck fanraces bullcrap
>Be the gambling-addicted Avia



Well,IWoudNotSayIAmThatAddicted...OoWhiBother.

Your name is Jarlynn Leosannald. You are around 10 Seirtonian cycles (or sixteen-seventeen years old), who is trying to live as laid back as possible.
You used to be an Aviaite's equivalent of a young "Evil Knievel", all hyper, living in the extreme, doing all of these stupid stunts that would probably get you killed...all of that. But you soon saw that living like that was going to kill you.
Being a daredevil once, you liked to take a gamble at your life, and once you quit that, well, your gambling problem switched from your life to monetary. A bad habit you can not shake off. Other than that, you have a great passion for Archaeology, and strive to see exactly what caused your planet to become dehinged from the core of it, to find who was left, what were the predecessors to your race and all of that fancy stuff.

When you work, you are very concentrated, but many see that as angry. But who cares what they think? Let them believe you are a jerk all the time. Maybe you are angry sometimes, but at least you know to keep your cool when it is needed. You must have been really courageous if you were once a daredevil, and must still be, if you can go down to the core, forests packed with large and dangerous animals, without protection and only your tools of trade.

You used to live on a small landmass just a bit away from the Capitol, but you've since retreated to the furthest-out landmass from the core, secluded to the vast fog that surrounds it. You have no idea if others live here or not, but the beforementioned fog makes you feel alone regardless, and you like that right now. No old fans trying to force you back into daredeviling, no envious others to try to kill you-all good.

You did get a computing device though, and you've made a few close friends on a pre-installed chat server, and even invited a few up sometimes. You got your copy of the game SHATCH when you were on a archaeological dig, and a copy fell from a landmass above, from the nest of an unlucky individual.

Your username on the chat server is ancientRuby, and you, like the rest of your race, spell things Phoenically, ButYooDoNotHaveThatBadOfAProblemWithThisAsOthers,B utYooTendTooSpeekReallyFast.
Once you start playing SHATCH, you...
-Would have WrenchKind as a main strife weapon, probably as you bought a wrench once to fix a machine for a stunt, but Beak+talonKind would be your secondary, pretty much because it's a given for your whole race to have this.Plus... though you don't like to admit it, but your beak is ridiculously big/long...
-Your fetch modus would be the Pack Modus (Can store up to five items on a card, but when you have to retrieve one, you send out all five items at once) with a basic supply of two blank cards.
-You would wake up on the planet called Derse
-Your title would be the the Duke of Rage
-Your land would be the Land of Quarry and Silence, which has consorts that are insulting turtles who like achitecture, using the quarries to build things.

Tdlr;
-Name: Jarlynn Leosannald
-Username:ancientRuby
-Age: 10 cycles (16-17 years old)
-Based on hummingbirds
-Symbol is a ruby (because I originally was thinking of ruby-throated hummingbirds while designing him)
-Weapon: WrenchKind, and Beak+talonKind (<-Can't alchemize this though. Maybe make somthing to put on them to make them more effective)
-Fetch Modus: Pack

[Overlard]

> Be the hillbilly

thats country boy to you city slicker

> Be the 'country boy'

wow that must have been so dang hard for ya huh



Your name is VINN ROGERS and you are at that troublesome age of 16 YEARS. You're got a vendetta against the man who invented puberty, but that can wait until later.

You live in the BACKWOODS with your UNCLE, a rather odd man. You and he get along for the most part, though this is mostly because you two just stay out of each others WAY. Generally he sticks to his plans involving GET RICH QUICK schemes and collecting the largest collection of beer cans known to mankind. In the odd moments where you two have to chat, he's a pretty FUNNY guy. Mostly because of how eccentric all that booze has made him. He frequently tries to get you to join in on his money plans, but you've got much better things to do!

You instead like to take in some FRESH AIR by spending most of your time outdoors. Being raised in the countryside, you tend to drive towards some good old fashioned country boy hobbies. You're no stranger to HUNTING, and you swear up and down that somebody hasn't lived until they've tried some fresh SQUIRREL STEW made by yours truly. You also sometimes engage in totally harmless THIEVERY as a way to help out with income in the household. You never take anything too valuable, just stuff that won't be missed. Though you once did score a pretty sweet cell phone!

But most of all, you love getting to TINKER with anything mechanical. Cars, the blender, even a cigarette lighter! Everything your hands touch tends to fall apart some way or another! You usually try to put whatever it is you broke up back together, but that's far easier said than done. They tend to end up LOOKING like they should work, but in reality are far more likely to explode in your face. Literally.

Among what few friends you have in your rural community, you're known as a fairly RELAXED kind of guy. You tend not to take ANYTHING very seriously and can't be bothered to really give a crap about consequences. This may be why you considered it a perfectly acceptable idea to see what would happen if you tipped a mattress onto a busy highway.

Your strife specibus is allocated to ironKind. That's what you get when your uncle makes you iron his cheap suits.

Your fetch modus is set to TOWERING HEAP. The captcha cards must be arranged so that the heaviest items can support the lightest items in a giant stack. To retrieve the heavier items, you must first take out the lighter ones.

Since that cellphone somehow still works, your chumhandle is impetuousMechanic and you really cant be friggin assed to use fancy speak

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Name: Vinn Rogers
Gender: Male
Text color: Red (#CE0000)
Age: 16
Guardian: Uncle
Strife Specibus: ironKind (clothes iron)
Fetch Modus: Towering Heap
Chumhandle: impetuousMechanic
Quirk: No punctuation, no captialization. Frequent use of swears.
Likes: Hunting, breaking things, impulsive actions, breaking MORE things, squirrel stew
Dislikes: Too much seriousness, police, cracks about his uncle, people thinking his long hair is 'girly'

[Godo-kun]

^Butbutbut... this guy is a redneck too...
Slightly self insert:

Be the redneck kid

((More detailed art))

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For the last time y'all; I can't be no one but myself. Why can't ya just ask for me to post? Okay, so y'all are asking about me. I've been postin' for a few good hours now, so I see that it ain't no problem if I add more personal stuff about myself.
I am Aaron Ravenshi. I am fifteen years old. I live in southeast Ohio, USA; in the middle of nowhere really, with the nearest town being a half hour away. I live in a moderately sized one-story house. Alright, enough about where I live.
If you don't like it, tough, you'll just have to kiss my country can, but I listen to country music, it's mostly what I listen to nowadays. I hate pop, rap, heavy metal, all that crap. Mostly current, but I sometimes like older generations of the genre.
I like I guess all kinda arts, from just plain drawin', to animatin' (though I'd have to admit, I've just began) and paintin' and crap like that, I am learnin' how to play my acoustic guitar, and I like to read and draw. Oh, and I sometimes dabble in cookin', but it's been a while since the last time I did cook.
I've been livin' my whole life out here. I go to school with my neighbor, one of the few and only, who's now a co-player of this Sburb game, and a kid who lives in what I'd consider a city if I'd never seen a bigger place before then, also a co-player. I must say, my grades have been pretty well, so I ain't dumb. I like it out here, though, much more quiet.
I started playin' this blasted game when some random Engrish gal starts hackin' onto my computer and tells me to find a game outside. I started the game, not knowing the bullcrap it'd throw at me. The same gal told me to get my friends (or whoever was close enough to the word, and ones that actually had internet and computers), so now they're in it too. Then I found out the gal ain't even human. She called herself, and who she referred to as her brother, trolls. Thought they were just cosplayin' one of them animus or somethin'. Oh well.
People are keep asking me these questions with silly words in them, like sylladex and fetch/strife moduses, and whether or not I have them, and what kind I have. I don't have none, whatever they are. The same people ask me what my weapon is, too. I must say I've never had a true need for a weapon. That is, pre-game. It seems that it registered my art tablet as my weapon, which is complete bullcrap. I've been livin' the past few days in my room, because monsters are attackin' my house on the ouside. Gonna go try and fix that...

Tdlr;

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Aaron Ravenshi
Guy
15 years old
One-fourths Native American (Blackfoot, Cherokee, etc.), three-fourths etc.
6'3" and ~200 lbs.
No sylladex, keeps things in book bag or room, and later a separate timeline he designated as a place for all of his storage
No strifing weapon, unless ya count his art tablet, which he soon mixed/non-sylladexcardalchemizing with a fry pan from the house's kitchen.
He doesn't know whether he is on Prospit or Derse, even though Space is part of his secondary title*, he never dreamt pre-game. At least on a moon. He woke up on another place... ain't important where yet though.
His main title* is the Historian of Origin**. Who cares about single symbol titles. Ya know, unless ya count alot of the fandom. If it's such a big deal, it can be shortened down to Scribe of Root.
His secondary title* is the Scribe of Space+Time. The game glitched out, and was missing both a time and space player. So it fixed that by knocking on two aspects in one title.
*He, and a majority of the Homestuck-based characters I make, are playing SBURB 2/ SGRUB<SUP>2</SUP>, which likes doubles and multiples, like multiple syllables and double classes.
**Historian is basically a really powerful class, but that would be game-breaking, so to speak, so it's also extremely limited on how much one can use it, and the consequences of using it. Historian of Origin can search through history, and say, write something in that never happened, and change history. But doing so would leave them in a coma for weeks, or even kill them depending on how much is changed. They could change small tidbits though, like say, change a common, present day person's skin color, or etc, or change their species completely. Again, though, changing a species of someone, including and especially the Historian themself, can be very exhausting.

Edits:
Changed his height/fixed his hair. Not changing his skin color to anonymous though.

[Royal Flush]

OK so:

I captured some colors from Lord English and I'm going to safely say that is the best bet for the Cherub Hemospectrum, I've been dying to make a fan-cherub.
And with out further ado:



Left to right:

Your name is Niadelle (NI-uh-dell) and you are u/n years old.

You live deep down in the what seems abandon sewer-line. Luckily you have an internet connection and a surplus amounts of trinkets to keep you busy. Like all Cherubs you are chained to the wall by your counter-part or brother/sister. This isn't very enjoyable, to you at least, you've always had the desire to be free and see the world. Which is why you spend most of your time sleeping and your leave your brother with the body.

You have a hate/love relationship with your brother. At points he can be a sweet-heart but, at others he can be a true jackass. Which caused a certain accident that almost cost you your guy's physical lives. You try to keep him happy and calm with the little sanity he has left in him.

You Cheer many other people such as trolls or humans, your chat ID is: cronianCloud and you seem to speak: Uptight but, with a kind tone of voicE..


You are Niadorme (NI-uh-Doorm) and you are u/n years old.

You share a body with your sister which she kindly gives to you most of the time. She is such a kind sister, you sure are lucky! Oh who are you kidding? You can't help but wonder why you sort of hate her snooty but kind attitude. These thoughts keep you up to late and cause you the worst headaches. It's just best if you use your time with something more valuable.

At one point in your life you got to far into your head that you nearly killed your self and caused you to go blind in one eye. When you look in the mirror the memory of that blurry night frightens you. You wish you could get over it but, the constant fear of the memory keeps you lapsed in a endless fret. Even know you hate it at least it’ll keep you from ever doing it again.

You Jeer others and your chat ID is: celticCredo and you speak: uPFRONT AND MAKE SURE PEOPLE KNOW WHAT YOU DESIRe.

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Name: Niadelle
Age: u/n
Gender: [Female voice]
Height: 6'3
Weight: 120lbs
Interest: fancy wears, make-up, flan
Fetch Modus: Trading cards
God Tier: Queen of Light
CheerI cronianCloud
Quriks: Capitalize the first letter of the sentence as well as the lasT.

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Name: Niadorme
Age: u/n
Gender: [Male voice]
Height: 6'3
Weight: 120lbs
Interest: CreepyPasta, hookah, smooth jazz
Fetch Modus: Trading cards
God Tier: King of Rage
JeerI celticCredo
Quriks: cAPITALIZE EVERY LETTER IN BETWEEN THE SENTENCe.

Niadelle's God Tier uniform:

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(She transfers fully into her dreams self once the SBURB is activated, leaving her brother with the body and blah blah blah)

Niadorme's God Tier Uniform:

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[Nexev]

I think the reason uu's cheek swirls are full is cause he killed UU and thus is fully in charge. Im citing how before you can see a redswirl inverse of UU's and he only got full circles when he went to bed.

Note that whenever Calli's go to bed the personalities switch, yet when uu slept he became....

uu.

So I'm pretty sure what you need to edit blue's sprite.

(Just trying to help, if you think I'm wrong feel free)

[Royal Flush]

I think the reason uu's cheek swirls are full is cause he killed UU and thus is fully in charge. Im citing how before you can see a redswirl inverse of UU's and he only got full circles when he went to bed.

Note that whenever Calli's go to bed the personalities switch, yet when uu slept he became....

uu.

So I'm pretty sure what you need to edit blue's sprite.

(Just trying to help, if you think I'm wrong feel free)

No I think your right! I just assumed the male counter-part of the body has a full-swirls but I think the whole 'In control' thing makes since. I think their names need to be changed to that is if the name must begin with Calli and Cali within a 8 letter limit.

I'll try and fix somethings later. Knowing it'll be awhile until they enter the fan-adventure I'm working on. Thanks btw!

[cheshirekittyz]

==>_ Break the fucking trend be the cann-AAHH.
shuT youR MouTh biTCh.

==>_ Please control yourself!
hM.

==>_Alright, Enter Name.
==>_ Very funny! Keep it up and you'll end up her dinner.

==>_ That's more like it.

http://sta.sh/02e6otx8h2ti




Your name is Claret Mortis you live in a rich kid society dispite being the poor ass you are. You were taken in by The Mortis family when you were just a child to become a Maid of Sorts. This was changed later when they discovered your Cannibalistic tendancies therefore causing them to Adopt you for some strange reason. you are currently 18 years old and have hobbies that include painting and cooking, although everyone thinks your cooking is wretched and your painting style is a bit fucked up. You dont disagree, but it's not like you care anyway. you also have several collections that no one cares about and the poor souls who get the chance to see them usually need a few months of therapy. you are quite skilled When it comes to Strife you use your trusty Baseball Bat because knives and shit are too time consuming and messy. You like to get the job done quick and painful. You usually end up doing a fucking swan dive off the handle though-
hey, a giRl's goTTa eaT soMe how.
Alright that knowledge was better off unknown. Anywho, when you speak you tend to fuCking CuRse like iTs The MoTheRfuCking shiT. your ChumHandle is ReverbFixationist [RF] your fetch modus is paint by numbers, grouping certain items into different colour slots. To retrieve the item you must mix the correct colour combo. Your Sbrub title is Maid of Scorn and you are a Derse Dreamer. oh yea, your guardian can't forget that asshole. your guardian is a cat who you have properly dubbed Apathy (Pat). Today your group of friends has decided to drag you into and stupid game you could care less about. Its called Sbrub and you will most likely loath every second.

[Cliff_Racer]

>Be the ill one.

after this last lap, coach!

>...That can't be right. Be the ill one



You are now JION TAKETA.

You just finished up your daily laps after school, and are on your way home now. You are a victim of PRIMARY IMMUNODEFICIENCY; immunodeficiency that was passed down genetically. You are thankful it isn't a more serious case of it- your body simply does not match the blood cell count of a fit, young teenager. Not quite the level of more serious diseases, which you bless your stars for. You're just quite suceptible to the likes of the common cold. This deficiency has led you to an ACTIVE LIFESTYLE. Why should you let a few bugs get in the way of your health? You shouldn't, that's why! When you're not exercising, you're normally at home cooking a nice, nutritious meal for your DAD and LITTLE BRO. They're the best family you could have.

You're quite popular at your school, mainly for being one of the KINDEST JOCKS on the track. You go out of your way to help people quite often, having a certain genuine empathy towards those in need. These habits tend to stem from your DAOISM. You're a more... casual follower of the ideals, but it's enough to make you a very calm guy. You do have naïve tendencies, however, and your persistance can end up being a nuisance to others. That would have been a problem if you weren't so forgiving, though!

Your home life generally consists of being the family caretaker. Your dad (otherwise known as Mr. Taketa, sometimes Mr. T,) is rather frail and elderly and your little brother has... other intrests. You still find time to COLLECT AMERICAN COMICS after the day's chores; you've always been infatuated with their art style... how it varies so much, how action-packed it is... Of course, it can be rather hard to get your hands on issues living in NORTHERN JAPAN. Your dad says he wants to keep you away from the hustle and bustle of the city, the risk of disease is far too high! Bah humbug, you tell him.

Your strife specibus is yoyoKind, something you practice on the walk to school every morning.

Your fetch modus is Checkers. Retrieving items is as simple as claiming a rather dumb AI's piece in a game of checkers. There are new games for every item, and the games persist if the item is recaptchalogued.

Your chumhandle is marvelledAntidote and you type in a rather lax, almost modest way. you tend to overuse commas, not totally your fault, though, right?

Were you to find yourself with a mysterious game called sBurb, you would likely be the Page of Life on the Land of Sand and Statues, waking on the Prospitian moon.

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Symbol: Reversed Page of Cups (tarot minor arcana,) using this person's notation.
Consorts: Komodo Dragons
Color: #2E8B57, sea green.

[Edrobot]

>NEW CHALLENGER: APPROACH

Salutations, true believers! You are Lant Kreck, better known as "The Emerald Claw", Alternia's first (and as far as you know, only) Superhero. Your chumhandle is mildMannered as a Civlian, emeraldClaw as... yeah. Despite your attempts to convince people otherwise, you are not actually Troll, but rather a Terronian, a space alien from the planet Terron, which had blown up shortly before you were born in due to a cataclysmic failure of the planet's meteor-defence array.

Though they couldn't escape themselves, your PROGENATORS at least had the foresight to shove their only son in an experimental, baby-sized rocket ship and send it into space before the planet exploded. I'm sure they thought it was a good idea at the time. The shuttle crash-landed on Alternia, and by some meriacle managed to integrate himself into Troll society with the help of his Octopus-like Lusus, Xavier, who had adopted you as a way to cope with the loss of his own ward.

One day, you saw some random guy being robbed in broad daylight, and decided to use his weird tentacle things to rescue him. That was the day that "The Emerald Claw" was born, when you decided to dedicate your life to fighting crime! Unfortuantly, you don't seem to be very good at it.

Being an illegal refugee from another planet, you face a unique predicament. On one hand, you knows that you need to stay under the radar if you wants to survive. On the other hand, you hate seeing injustice and love your showboating superhero alter-ego. While a casual observer might assume that you has a split personality, in actual fact you are just a very conflicted person that relies heavily on your emotions but has difficulty committing to anything.

>Stare at the glowy thing for several hours.

There's no time for such shinanigans! The CLAW SIGNAL is telling you that the MALACHITE MESSIAH's presence is needed! This is no doubt the work of your arch-nemisis, LUX LEXOR, who had broken out of prison just this morning!

>Leap into action.

Right! After a quick change of costume, you leap through the window... and then immediately remember that you can't actually fly. (WHAT WERE YOU THINKING?!) You collide with the pavement with a deep Thud... but thankfully, beacuse of your WEIRD TERRONIAN BIOLOGY, your bones are stronger than reinforced steel, so you survive the fall with only a few scrapes.

Still, no time to lose! You mustn't let Lux get away with his crimes!

>Pursue Lux in the CLAW-MOBILE!

Erm... yeah. You don't actually have one of those. Being a MILD-MANNERED REPORTER by day doesn't exactly leave you with much in the way of disposable income.

>So what do I have?

Well, you've got the CLAW-CYCLE, which is basically an ordinary bicycle covered in green paint, the CLAW-BOARD, a green skateboard that you don't actually know how to use, the CLAW-POGO, which is-

>The Claw-Cycle. Definetly the Claw-Cycle.

Right!
Claw-Cycle... AWAY!!!

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[dialectalJanus]

> Be the guy who makes bad puns

BJ: Uhhh, anyway to make me sound a little more imPORTant? C:

> FACE PALM

You are KADE PORTER and you are 19 years old. You like making PUNS. You have a variety of INTERESTS. You are interested in ABSTRACT ART and STOP-MOTION ANIMATION. You work on computers, but you're only really good at NETWORKING. You like books and movies about WEIRD FANTASY WORLDS. You also like to play PUZZLE GAMES.

Your chumHandle is bidialectalJanus and you have a tendency to type with proper grammar and spelling, tend to, uhhh, pause sometimes, and employ a prolix lexicon to express complex products of cognitive processing. While normally you're eccentric, reserved, and witty, sometimes you have dramatic outbursts of EMOTION due to a habit of suppressing your feelings.

You live in an apartment complex in FLORIDA, which rains all the time and is abundant with lizards and frogs. Other than your SISTER, who spends most of her time in her room, you seem to be the only one living in this complex, as no one else seems to come out of their rooms. The hallway is empty except for the long rows of doors on each side. You live near the BEACH which is usually occupied by nothing except for a large and mysterious FROG TEMPLE. Your DREAM SELF was pre-awakened and you had received visions of a great prophecy in the glittering clouds of PROSPIT. This prophecy foretold that of a great conjoining of two opposing forces in one. This made no sense to you until you entered the MEDIUM.

Your title is SEER OF SPACE and you reside in the LAND OF DOORS AND FROGS. Your strifeSpecibus is axeKind and you often chop down DOORS in your way, which incidentally populates your land. LODAF is a confusing labyrinth of secret doors of all forms, from simple wooden doors to gated portcullis to random occurrences of energy portals, with frogs hidden throughout the massive puzzle.

Prior to entering the Medium, you spent your time fussing with your PORTAL FETCH MODUS, which likes to challenge you no matter how small of an object you're attempting to acquire and encourages you to 'think with portals'. You underwent a STRIFE with your SISTER which ended with you in a fit of UNRULY EMOTIONS. Your KERNELSPRITE is TURTLEHATSPRITE, who is a curious TURTLE CONSORT that was prototyped with a FRUMPY MERCURY HAT. Now TURTLEHATSPRITE follows you around religiously, sips tea, and acts really nervous. You spend most of your SBURB session alone, trying to navigate your way through your confusing land catching frogs. Just when you think there's logical consistency in LODAF, it throws you for a loop. Writings on the walls of ruins in LODAF indicate a prophecy of two becoming one, which became more clear as you began learning about the TWO KINGDOMS through these writings, but no knowledge was given as to how the prophecy would be fulfilled.

BJ: Yeah, uhhh, this is actually an MSPA of myself, with minor changes here and there to preserve my personal information, but otherwise, uhhh, it's me.
BJ: This has been edited because, uhhh, I had more to explain about myself.

[Cleansuit]

>Be the old soul.
Please do not call me that, sir.

Your name is THOMAS PETERSON and you are 14 years of age.
You have a very strong interest in things from the 50's to early 60's and have a very gentlemanly attitude. Despite looking and behaving very sophisticated, you are a huge Nerd and a Procrastinator. You have a deep interest in the Fallout series of games and plan on being a Programmer for Computers or a Scientist. You disgust Rap music, pop music, and so called 'Gangsters'.You also have a interest in poker (even though you are terrible at it) which is probably because you are from Nevada. You are also fond of Cats unlike your Peers.
Dream self:

Your chumhandle is radioactiveSuit and you Type like any civilized human being, with a few misspells here and there and in Italic.

[GossamerEclipse]

I'll edit in the traditional introduction chapter later, for now I'm just going to do a quick-and-dirty bio as I once again have to go soon.

- Name: NovyLev
- chumhandle: gossamerEclipse
- text color: #D4D400
- Title: Seer of Illusions (It's surprising I got Seer in SBarg. Though I kind of wish I had gotten Muse, just to see him blow up about it. )
- Land: The Land of Angels and Magnets (Yeah, I'm making that canon)
- Pre-Sburb Home: A strange barren planet, or perhaps parallel dimension, made up of a vast desert. Despite the sun in the black sky above, it frequently snows, the outer rim of the snow has a tendency to catch fire for no reason. Needless to say, he tends to stay inside.

His hair is canonically brown, but it looks weird in the art style, and so is usually shown as black.



Personality: NovyLev is generally quite polite and friendly, if not quite a bit spoiled. He's lived alone for his entire life, and so sharing is kind of an alien concept to him. He's also extremely vain about his cuteness, and can never turn down a chance to look more adorable. While his hair usually hides it, he seems to lack the usual visible cheekbones of his species. He actually doesn't, he's just got so much makeup caked on that they blend in. It's rumored that the sheer amount he uses can exceed 25,000 boondollers! For this reason, he's the bane of shared money/grist systems. Like all cherubs, he's biologically oriented only towards the black side of the romantic quadrants. As a result, despite being very friendly normally, if he sees someone he finds especially attractive, he'll often shove them and begin to act like a jerk. If they're hurt or offended he'll generally apologize and try to be friends. If they fight back, then he'll do his best to turn it into a full on aggressive rivalry. While he's overtaken his sister and gained their body, the two had a good relationship and are still friendly with each other. Infact, her spirit now inhabits his orb and usually acts as his partner in battle via an illusionary body. She's a lot more aggressive and hot blooded then he is, though he can have a temper, and fights upclose with her cutlass. Despite his vanity and appearance, needless to say his hair is fake, NovyLev absoluely hates being mistaken for a girl, and it's his biggest trigger. He's honestly a bit surprised the game didn't slap him with a female-only class just to provoke him. While the two are best friends, he still never uses his sister's name, just incase.

Interests: Hair Decorations and Candy are his big interests. Actually he loves anything that makes him cuter, but hair-decs are his favorite. Funnily enough, his sprite makes it impossible to see them, and he's well aware of this. Yet he can't stop buying them. He especially loves cherry gummybears, and finds black licorice scotty dogs to be "cute but gross" even if they are a rare delicacy.

Shirt Symbol: I'm still working on it, probably something Ouroboros themed, and at the moment he is simply shown with the Derse moon. This is ok, as he loves his Derse outfit and has a cosplay version for the waking world. The silver straps on his shoes are also a recurring motif.

Weapon:
Orbkind (As a projectile, and allegedly talking to ghosts, pre-Sburb. In the game he uses them in his illusions, as well as serving as a home for his sister.) His sister uses Cutlasskind, or Cutelasskind as NovyLev calls it.

JuJu: A bottle of blue sand. He has no idea what it does, but uses it in scrying as a Seer.

Fetch-Modus: He actually has two. The first is "Bandage" in which all of the items are wrapped in one string of gauze, and he must unbind the one he wants, often he messes up and ends up getting caught in the tangle. His second is "Index Book" an unbelievably efficient modus which takes the form of a notebook, has limitless space, and is easy and quick to use. He uses it to store his hair decorations, but refuses to keep anything else in it on principle. Many with troublesome modi are prone to outrage at him wasting it like this.

Quirks: First and foremost, he replaces all o's with ○'s. He also emphasizes things relating to cuteness, such as a-cute or deplor-adorable. He'll also sometimes surround very ○important○ words with a pair of ○'s.

[triggered]

I...made a thing. I love this little guy.
I'm also getting pretty good at spriting. #funfact

==>Go to sleep.



Your name is LUKE SOMNUS and for the last time you CANNOT SLEEP.

You suffer from CHRONIC INSOMNIA and have for AS LONG AS YOU CAN REMEMBER. You don't mind too much though, because all of that QUIET TIME AT NIGHT is just perfect for engaging in your MANY FASCINATING HOBBIES, your favorite of which is TENDING TO YOUR LARGE AND ELABORATE FISH TANK. You love to just SIT AND WATCH THEM SWIM AROUND. You relate well to your fishy friends because they CAN'T SEEM TO SLEEP EITHER and don't make much NOISE.

You also enjoy practicing your TAI CHI, which is SUPPOSED TO HELP YOU SLEEP. You mean, it hasn't yet, but you like it so you do it anyway. You also occasionally DABBLE IN WRITING FAN FICTION every so often, which takes your mind off of the fact that you DON'T HAVE TOO MANY FRIENDS. The ones you do have, though, you CHERISH. While you have never told them this, you would DO JUST ABOUT ANYTHING FOR THEM...if they didn't, you know, live across the country from you. You have a tendency to get PRETTY LONELY, but you try not to be TOO SAD ABOUT IT. You try not to be TOO SAD ABOUT ANYTHING.

You live with your AUNT, who is a YOUNG PROFESSIONAL. She never knew the FIRST THING ABOUT RAISING A CHILD but she SEEMS TO DO ALRIGHT. Although, now that you think of it, she is NEVER REALLY AROUND. Perhaps that is WHAT YOU LIKE MOST ABOUT HER. That, and the fact that her house is HUGE AND FANCY WITH LOTS OF WINDOWS.

Your chumhandle is forgottenInfidelity and you are jst so tired all the time you cnt hlp but lve out lttrs

[StSaint]

Your name is JOHNNY LACKING. From an early age, you have been treated and acted like a human being. You're still pretty sure you're not though. Not that you're insecure about that or anything, why would you even think that or try to imply that it being the first thing you mention makes it a meaningful point about yourself no you're crazy sir. Anyway, moving on...

You are a fan of WRITING BIOGRAPHIES, and snatch up any old memoir you can find. Something about the preservation of life stories gives you a tinge of satisfaction, as if it allows you to become something of an obliging host to their memories. You're especially partial to a SMALL-TIME CELEBRITY AUTOBIOGRAPHY, but that's really more because it's hilarious when they don't know what they're doing.

Another small hobby of yours is MESSING WITH TV SIGNALS. Although a dying art, it is still a small passion of yours to mess around with your antennae to pick up old, forgotten radio stations, maybe even occasionally finding a hidden frequency. It's nice to get the boobie channel for free, also.

An orphaned street urchin, you of course live in A HOMELESS SHELTER BUILT IN AN ABANDONED TRAIN STATION, and have a small storeroom you call home. Luckily your talent for TV signals keeps you fed and busy, as a talent involving "messing with something so you get it for free" is one valued by your fellow louts and crooks. You can't say you're fond of the sort you're forced to be around, but WHAT ARE YA GONNA DO.

Ever since you found an old crate of them in the storeroom, you have been a proud GRENADEKIND user, although you consider yourself a pacifist for the most part.


Your chumhandle is documentationLacking and you Try your hardest to seem courteous and jolly, although your apologetic nature can be a tad overbearing, so sorry for that.

[Orwell]

==> Be the radical dame

ummm. i am really not that radical. maybe moderately radical. \:

==> Be the dame

yeah ok, radical was better. ):<



Your name is LILA FIELDS, and you are a PRETTY SWEET GAL. Seriously, considering that you grew up in a barren APOCALYPTIC WASTELAND, you are really very nice. Even though you like to playfully TEASE PEOPLE, you would never mean to hurt their feelings. You've even made some friends, if by friends you mean your tank of TROPICAL FISH, which totally, totally count. They even have names. The only other friends you have are the ones you met on pesterchum.

Because of the whole devastated wasteland deal, you are are quick on your feet, and know how to be SUPER STEALTHY. You can avoid danger easily, but sometimes you don't, because it's way more fun that way.

When you're not acting like a DAREDEVIL and scouting the wasteland for neat technology shit that you can't use, you like to stay in, BAKE SOMETHING DELICIOUS and enjoy your impressive collection of salvaged SCIENCE FICTION DVDS, your favorite of which can only tenuously be classified as part of the genre: the complete series of the X-FILES. It's your favorite because you really, really WANT TO BELIEVE. You don't care, and probably don't notice, when your friends laugh at your firm belief in EXTRATERRESTRIAL LIFE, and PARANORMAL PHENOMENA. To explain why they're so hard to prove, you like to come up with ELABORATE CONSPIRACY THEORIES. Sometimes, when the meteors aren't falling, you will even sit on your roof and watch the sky for UFOs. You're sure you will see one someday. Perhaps they will even take you away and show you other cool planets. But you're not counting on that. Especially if they're the evil kind of aliens that just kill people for really no reason. Because if that's the case, you will just have to get out your FLASHLIGHTKIND and LAY DOWN THE LAW on those space invaders. And then you will say something ill like "WELCOME TO EARTH" or "HASTA LA VISTA BABY", because man you love CATCHPHRASES. Especially in the event of leading the resistance against the alien invasion.

==> Stop talking about aliens

oh, sorry! S:

You have a tendency to GO OFF TRACK with your thoughts. It is practically a hobby for you. You are an AVID DAYDREAMER. Actually, you are an AVID DREAMER IN GENERAL. There always seems to be something interesting going on in your dreams. Sometimes, you even think you see other people in them.

. . . ):

You try to dream often.

Your chumhandle is chromaticPerplexity, and when speaking, your words don't always match your feelings. C:

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Name: Lila Fields
Chumhandle: chromaticPerplexity
Age: 17
Gender: Female
Symbol: Flying saucer
Text Color + Eye Color: #B8860B/#4B0082
Guardian: Um... her fish?
Fetch Modus: Tarot deck fetch modus
Strife Specibus: flashlightkind
Sburb Title: Knight of Dreams
Planet: Land of Conspiracies and Cake
Moon: Prospit and Derse (It's a Dreams aspect thing.)

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[Menen]

Your name is MENEN. You are are 16 YEARS OF AGE. You are quite sure you don't have a last name, or at least you don't know if you have a last name. Not like you need a last name, considering that you are THE ONLY PERSON IN THE WORLD CURRENTLY WITH YOUR NAME. You live in a small town somewhere in NEVADA. You have a tendency to be VERY SARCASTIC and PASSIVE AGGRESSIVE, but you wouldn't know that, would you?You are also VERY PROTECTIVE of your friends. You like to LISTEN TO THE SOUND OF YOUR OWN VOICE and you will RANDOMLY TALK TO NO BODY when no one is around. You are a very LOUD person, and you have trouble controlling your volume levels and you frequently blurt out during class.

You have many interests. Your favorite thing to do is COOK. You are damn good at it too. You are simply the BEST THERE IS (Okay probably not, but you got a lot of confidence that you could beat any of the dunderfucks you deal with at school). You particularly enjoy making PASTRIES and BAKERY GOODS. You are an avid reader, and you enjoy fantasy books the most. In fact, anything Fantasy-esque fascinates you. You have a very active IMAGINATION, and you tend to get lost in it sometimes. This affects your ability to focus on a single task without getting bored or lost in your own ideas. You are also interested in SCIENCE. Also, you enjoy ARCHITECTURE and EXPLORING. SLEEPING is a thing you do, and you are obsessed with your dreams. You keep many dream journals and constantly practice LUCID DREAMING. You enjoy creating FICTIONAL CHARACTERS and writing STORIES about them.

Your chumhandle is cluelessCullinarian and you tend to type really fast and not care for spelling or punctuation

[zblueboltz]

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==>Who... Are you?

Talksprite:

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Name: Cain Ballade (uncanon) / Daniel Doughty (canon)
Age: 19
Male
Strife Specibus: Knifekind
Fetch: Tile puzzle
Title: Knight of Void (canon) / Squire of Void (uncanon)
Land of Rocks and Rock
Consorts: velociraptors
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Name: Ceru Doughty
Title: Knight of Void / Mage of Space
Handle: solitaryEscapist

Strife specibus: Bladekind, Fistkind, Magnetkind.

Fetch Modus: Tile puzzle

You are Ceru Doughty

You and your family are poor because the decline in the british economy pretty much caused by the government itself. this currently consists of your brother and Mother. Nothing ever seems to be good anymore.

Although you like adventure, you are unadventurous because you seek it out virtually. Sometimes to do so you play games, but no easy game and sometimes you turn them into challenges. You go hard on yourself, even getting rid of the smallest error on pictures you make. Being so NEUROTIC makes you annoy yourself, too.

You tend to be a LONER and distrust people when you aren't behind the computer screen. Partly from FEARING REJECTION, either from yourself or them, and you dislike being judged. You're KINDA FAT though. Previous friendships that failed mean that you can be BITTER sometimes. You even used to get bullied a lot for getting mad easily, though you fixed that you know when to STAND UP for yourself, or be so INDIFFERENT, care so little that any attempt to make fun of you becomes unfunny. Basically the opposite of anger, right?
You even help your brother if he's being picked on, even if you fight him sometimes. DEFENDING YOURSELF however usually gets you in trouble unfairly, and you despise anything unfair.

Sometimes you like HELPING PEOPLE, sometimes it's just so they leave you alone. This is usually just college work though, you aren't clever but you STAY FOCUSED where others fuck about.
You don't mind when it makes you feel smarter than you actually are, but you don't want to feel used either.

You are interested in playing and one day developing VIDEO GAMES, particularly FANTASY and RPG you also enjoy EATING and ROCK MUSIC. It helps uplift your spirits when you're getting yourself down.
You are also adept in DIGITAL GRAPHICS, because it's a productive way to use your imagination, often using it to design original characters.

Your chumhandle is solitaryEscapist with your favorite color - #3333FF blue. You usually type with accurate grammar and spelling, but purposely use bad grammar and spelling when joking or being insincere.

[SORDmaster]

Copy-paste powers activate!

Chumhandle: sordMaster



Your name is KAIN. Today is not anywhere near your 24TH BIRTHDAY. You are presently in the LIVING ROOM which is currently your MAKESHIFT BEDROOM. You live in a SHITTY APARTMENT because you only work part-time. You like to go on ADVENTURES when not working. Your other hobbies include WORKING OUT, as well as practicing with your SWORDS. You also like to hunt for PARANORMAL CREATURES and find them ALARMINGLY OFTEN. You also play GAMES sometimes.


Here's the sprite alone. I drew it by hand, trying my best to simulate the homestuck style. Used John and Dave as references.

[Dr_Slavic]

Gasp! My first post. I've looked at this for a month and now decided to join in. Here goes!

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==> Be the musical kid

Mary Hartnell
trebledClefs

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Name: Mary Hartnell
Species: Human
Gender: Female
Age: 13
Symbol: Treble Clef
Guardian: Rich Uncle
chumHandle: trebledClefs
Typing Style: Uses proper capitalization, punctuation, and grammar, misspells a word every now and again. Spells words the British way.
Strife Specibus: violinKind
Fetch Modus: Musical Modus [Set item to a specific note, note must be played to get item out]
Land: Land of Fields and Sky
Title: Seer of Space
Consorts: Orange Turtles
Text Color: 4A86E8 (Light Blue)

Items:
Violin + Paper Cutter = Classic Metal
Skirt + National Geographic Magazine = Cosmic Dress
Music Folder + Laptop = The Note Taker


Your name is MARY HARTNELL.

You have a WIDE PANTHEON OF INTERESTS, but most notably you enjoy the ACADEMIC ACTIVITY of THE PLAYING AND WRITING OF CLASSICAL MUSIC. When you are not using your VIOLIN, you can probably be found WATCHING BRITISH SCI-FI SHOWS. You find the effects LAUGHABLE AT BEST, but you hope one day to be able to travel through space and time like one of the heroes from these shows. You also have interests of the HUMOROUSLY POETIC nature.

You live in a DECENT MANSION, which is owned by your RICH UNCLE. As such, there are far too many rooms than you know what to do with. Along with your uncle, you also have a pet IGUANA, named LUCI, and you often play sophisticated games of HIDE AND SEEK with her. Often these games are set DEEP IN SPACE, ABOARD A LOST SPACECRAFT, where you must rescue Luci from UNNAMABLE CERTAIN DOOM.

You use the violinKind Strife Specibus, in coordination with the Musical Fetch Modus. You also have an interest in COMPUTER GAMING and ROLEPLAYING IN GENERAL, and have an expansive CABINET OF MOSTLY UNTOUCHED GAMES. You always get STRAIGHT A’S in school, and your uncle gives you UNNECESSARILY LARGE ALLOWANCES every week. You chat with your friends almost daily on Pesterchum, and your ChumHandle is trebledClefs.

Later, when you join a MASSIVE MULTIPLAYER RPG GAME, you will enter in the Land of Fields and Sky, as a Seer of Space, on Prospit. You will then become best friends with the ORANGE TURTLES who inhabit it.

==> Be the budding pilot

Todd Manamara
giftedAviator

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TODD MANAMARA
Name: Todd Manamara
Species: Human
Gender: Male
Age: 13
Symbol: Plane
Guardian: Mother
chumHandle: giftedAviator
Typing Style: Capitalization, ending punctuation, and not always complete sentences. Uses emotes frequently. Uses plane talk a lot.
Strife Specibus: fanKind
Fetch Modus: Air Drop Modus [Retrieved items parachute down from above]
Land: Land of Air and Rocks
Title: Knight of Breath
Consorts: Magnetic Owls
Text Color: FF9900

Items:
Paper Fan + Tin Foil = True Fan
Model Plane + Bicycle = Red Flyer
Goggles + Computer = Googles
Bomber Jacket + Pillow = Black Hawk Downy


Your name is TODD MANAMARA.

You don’t like your PREPOSTEROUS LAST NAME, so you have people just call you TODD MAN. You have a LESS THAN BROAD SPECTRUM OF INTERESTS, but you really enjoy FLIGHT MECHANICS. In fact, any sort of physics that can be applied to AVIATION is your passion. You don’t do much other than make PAPERCRAFT AERONAUTICAL DESIGNS, or as a more simpler person might call them, PAPER PLANES. You specialise in the fanKind Strife Specibus, and you carry your SWEET LOOT in your Air Drop Fetch Modus.

You are a no nonsense guy and definitely do not enjoy VALUELESS HUMOR. Someday, you aspire to become a GREAT PILOT, the kind who wins lots of SHINY MEDALS. Of course, the medals are meaningless, but boy are they pretty to look at. You wonder if any other kids have as many MEDALS IN THE FUTURE as you do. Probably not. You live with your MOM, who is also a LIBRARIAN. This is TOTALLY RAD because she can bring home BOOKS ABOUT THE ESSENCES OF FLIGHT. You also have a pair of TOTALLY WICKED GOGGLES to protect your eyes.

You can’t even fathom playing a TOTALLY UNINTERESTING GAME with your friends, but if you did, you figure you would be air based. When you do, unavoidably, enter the Medium, you will join in the Land of Air and Rocks, inhabited by MAGNETIC OWLS, as a Thief of Time, on Derse. Your ChumHandle is giftedAviator, and you definitely do not enjoy talking with your friends online.

==> Be the gambling femme fatale

==> Cut that off, you

Kris Atriole
gigglingGambler

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Name: Kris Atriole
Species: Human
Gender: Female
Age: 13
Symbol: Dice
Guardian: Dad
chumHandle: gigglingGambler
Typing Style: No capitalization, uses a lot of exclamation marks, says ‘heehee!’ a lot, and uses the emoticons o3o, ^3^, and +3+
Strife Specibus: stilettoKind
Fetch Modus: Roulette Modus [Each item has a different roulette spot, and what the ball lands on, you get]
Land: Land of Math and Laughter
Title: Knight of Light
Consorts: Pink Toads
Text Color: FF0000 (Red)

Items:
High Heels + Dagger = Stilettos
Monocle + Laptop = Chat Roulette
Calender + Dress = Prom Date


Your name is KRIS ATRIOLE.

You are just about THE BEST AT EVERYTHING UNDER THE SUN. Or at least, that’s what you like to wish. You have so many interests they could be compiled in an ORGANIZED MULTI-VOLUME ENCYCLOPEDIA COLLECTION. Unfortunately, you aren’t very good at most of these interests, so you just drop them. As such, your room is a COMPLETE AND TOTAL DISASTER, and you’re lucky if you ever find anything. You are also OCCASIONALLY SILLY and ALWAYS QUIRKY, and are in possession of more than a few ARTICLES OF NOVELTY CLOTHING.

Luckily, your particular talent is that you are EXTREMELY LUCKY, and more than anything you have a DANGEROUS ADDICTION TO GAMBLING. Your DAD can’t say that he approves, but he figures that as long as it keeps you happy, it’s better than drugs. Alongside gambling and luck, you also enjoy KNIVES, because they are sharp and you can play games with them. You are no doubt a FLAWLESS FASHIONISTA, or at least your friends say so. You keep your stilettoKind Specibus ready for when you need to defend yourself, and you use the lovely Roulette Fetch Modus.

Your ChumHandle is gigglingGambler, and you absolutely adore talking to your friends over Pesterchum. You aren’t good at games, but you agreed to play with your friends. When you enter the game, you will be the Knight of Light. You will first be in Derse in the Land of Math and Laughter, which is occupied by MATHEMATICALLY GIFTED PINK TOADS.

==> Be the over dramatic kid



Matt Davent
travelingGestures

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Name: Matt Davent
Species: Human
Gender: Male
Age: 13
Symbol: Mask
Guardian: Troupe Master
chumHandle: travelingGestures
Typing Style: Uses proper capitalization, spelling, and punctuation, likes to make things overdramatic, and uses a lot of ellipses and metaphors.
Strife Specibus: propKind
Fetch Modus: Mime Modus [Must act item out to get it]
Land: Land of Grass and Cardboard
Title: Prince of Doom
Consorts: Luminous Snails
Text Color: 00FF00 (Green)

Items:
Cardboard + Laptop = Craptop
Cardboard + Sword = Cardsword
Cardboard + Shirt + Necktie = Classy Hobo Outfit


Your name is MATT DAVENT.

You are an ACTOR, and you are always traveling from place to place. You’ve been all across the CONTIGUOUS UNITED STATES and some parts of RUSSIA. Well, maybe not Russia, but you’ve always dreamed of performing there. You are friends with your ACTING TROUPE OF COMPATRIOTS, although really it’s just you and your EVER-KNOWING TROUPE MASTER. He promises to one day take you on FANTASTIC JOURNEYS SPANNING THE GLOBE WIDE, once your act becomes more famous.

Because you’re an actor, you are only allowed to use the propKind Strife Specibus, and to keep your skills up, you use the Mime Fetch Modus. You love OVERLY COMPLICATED GAMES, as it helps keep your SQUEAKY KEEN WIT on edge. You also love doing anything that involves interacting with people outside of your Troupe Master. You love the COMPLETE WORKS OF WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE, and keep a MACABRE COLLECTION OF SKULLS in honor of him, which is in no way creepy.

When you join a GAME OF YOUR PARTICULAR INTEREST, you will be a Prince of Doom on Prospit. You will enter the Medium in the Land of Grass and Cardboard, inhabited by LUMINOUS SNAILS WHO ARE OVERLY CRITICAL OF THEATRE. Your ChumHandle is travelingGestures, and you love talking to your friend.

[Kaira]

-> Be the meowing amnesiac


Annie Buckins
magicallyNyanderful

Your name is ANNIE BUCKINS. The last time you checked you were VERY MUCH HUMAN and not at all a cat. The CAT EARS on your head seem to prove other wise though. Oddly enough you smell like POP TARTS though you look like you could very much use a SHOWER. The last time you checked, your best friend said you were already SIXTEEN years old. You don't really seem to be good in MATH and the failing report card on your desk could show that.

Everything you eat seems to be SWEETS and you throw up when it isn't. You are absolutely terrified of SHARP OBJECTS. You also seem to be very conscious of ORAL HYGENE even though you don't really take showers. You have a SMALL ATTENTION SPAN and you really like CATS. You seem to have a gift and passion for ALCHEMY and your friends are quite envious of you.

You are a very FRIENDLY person and you like making other people smile. You can be quite WHINY from time to time though. The complexness of things seem to CONFUSE you quite terribly, though you don't really get irritated. Your chumhandle is magicallyNyanderful and you cannot remember when you got AMNESIA.


Character Profile

[casey72000]

Name: Caleb Orin
Gender: Male
Age: 16
Modus: Color Modus

Once you captchalogue something, you will only be able to captchalogue items that have the same base/main color as the item you captchalogued. In order to reset the color, you need to eject all items from the deck. (example: You captchalogue an apple. You can only captchalogue red items unless you remove everything from your deck)

Strife Specibus: Batkind, Ballkind
Land: Land of Crowns and Chains
Title: Rogue of Blood
Chumhandle: welschOctopus
Typing Quirk: Uses // and capitalization to emphasize words and/or sentences. Misspells words sometimes. (example: Since you /apperantly/ know everything.)
Text Color: #0080ff
Interests:
-Pop music
-Simulation games
-Cute things
-Stuffed toys
-Childish games (Hide-and-seek, Tag)
-Octopi
Personality:

Caleb is generally an outgoing and childish person. He enjoys playing games and doesn't seem to mind trying new things. He likes stuffed toys and other cute things along with octopi and pop music. He has a lot of energy and he is also quite strong. He, however, can get irritated and frustrated really easily and when he does, he throws tantrums. These tantrums usually include flipping tables, breaking furniture, or just hiding out in his closet until he calms down. He doesn't like not getting what he wants. He is also extremely stubborn and will only do things if he 'feels like it'. Like any normal kid, Caleb can get extremely lazy from time to time and when he does, he becomes even more stubborn. He is also a deep sleeper

Reference picture:

Shirt symbol:

Guardian: Hanna Orin

[swimmingTealeaf]

==> Be the wallflower.

Your name is COVE CAMELLIA. Your age is FOURTEEN. You have a variety of INTERESTS. You have a passion for TEA SETS, since your mother had decided to give you a porcelain one when you were just a lass. You are very fond of AQUATIC CREATURES, including everything from FISH to MERPEOPLE. Most can't seem to understand your logic behind how much you love them, but nonetheless, you will probably love them more than your own children someday. You collect SHIPS IN BOTTLES, and sometimes put them in the bathtub with you and pretend they are OLD SAILING SHIPS. A secret love of yours is STRENGTH because you need a lot of it when lifting heavy anchors.
Your STRIFE SPECIBUS is anchorkind, which is just a medium-weight anchor on a long chain. Your MODUS is the FISHING modus, and you just grab something random.
Your land is the LAND OF FISH AND CUPS, and you're the THIEF OF BREATH, yet you don't know what that means yet.
Your chumhandle is swimmingTealeaf and you Speak easily and smoothly.

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Name: Cove Camellia
Age: 14
Strife: anchorkind
Intrests: Teasets, Aquatic Creatures, Fish, Merpeople, Ships in Bottles, Old Sailing Ships, Strength
Land: Fish and Cups
God Tier: Theif of Breath
Chumhandle: swimmingTealeaf
Color: #0000CD
Typing quirk: Speaks smoothly, although can have some grammatical errors and spelling accidents, in which case you sometimes correct yourself with an asterisk.