Maybe today is your birthday. Or maybe the day before your birthday. Or maybe the day after your birthday! All we know is today is a day to be celebrated - your copy of SBURB OMEGA has just arrived in the mail. Man, you've been waiting for this game forever too. And you have so many friends to play it with. Yes. Today is a special day. Wait, what's this stupid machine doing, counting down??
Your hotpocket finished in the microwave! Phew. You were worried that countdown was some sort of foreshadowing. Oh well. Little do you know about the grand adventure that is about to transpire! But for now, get back to that hotpocket.
Maybe today is the passing of your 6th solar sweep! Or maybe 7th solar sweep. Or maybe today has nothing to do with your age! All we know is today is a day to be celebrated - you just recieved SGRUB OMEGA and it has finished downloading on your computer! Man, you've been waiting for this game forever too. And you have so many "friends" to play it with. And maybe if you have a cool lusus you might invite them. Nah. Hold up, what is this dude trolling you about the end of the world? Welp.
Sburb/Sgrub Omega is an RP that takes place in an alternate reality - one in which the game has been fixed and improved from previous versions! There are new monsters, grist types, goals, machines, and much more to explore and interact with. All the bugs in the last version have been fixed, however, that doesn't necessarily make the game easier.
Basic RP things, signup, etc:
[Character image goes first, always]
Next, a good-sized paragraph at minimum, describing your character’s interests, personality, ect. Be sure to introduce them first before anything!
At the end, you’ll then put your character’s chumhandle and how they’ll type.
Afterwards you’ll have to fill out a form:
Name: Gender: Age: Guardian:
Color Codes: # Chumhandle: Quirk: Strife Specibus: Fetch Modus: [Be sure to explain this.]
Title: Land: Consort: Moon: Symbol:
If we have a large influx of applications, I won't do "first come first serve", but rather I will pick and choose based on who's character seems best for the story, or who looks like they will be able to contribute the most. If applications are few, first come first serve it is!
Right now we're looking at 5 trolls and 5 humans total. Currently, there are 0 troll and 0 human positions open. Profiles are on the next post.
Communication and RP format:
-Regular OOC chat will either be on this thread, or preferably, on a skype group. It is required you have skype and are able to be on from time to time to talk there. I can make an exception if it's necessary, but don't count on it.
-Everyone needs to have pesterchum[URL here]. That will be the main form of characters talking in the RP. It would be very nice if everyone had a version that can do memos. People who use a Mac shouldn't worry, as there is a Pesterchum 3.14 for macs [URL here].
-IC posting will be done on two separate thread; one for trolls, one for humans. In posts, things like pesterlogs should be included. Eventually, the troll and human threads may merge.
-Illustrations and drawings are optional. I know not all of us are artistically gifted, I certainly am not. If you are very good at making images and drawing, though, it would be great to include illustrations in your posts.
-Note on God Tiers: You must tell the GM (me). And even then, you may not be accepted. Apply some common sense here, we don't want any Mary Sues or game breaking things. If something seems like it might be controvertial or game changing, just run it by me first. The same goes for any personalized plot twists.
-We will have a sync.in for basic collaboration and ideas. Included in this sync will be stuff like shipping walls, plot ideas, things you want your character to do, etc.
-If we really want we can make formsprings for the trolls and humans.
-Time-wise, I ask that you are willing to commit some time to this RP. I know some people join 3 or more RPs, and keeping up with them can get tough at times. For this reason, I ask that you only apply if you know you'll be able to commit time and effort. If something pops up, that is totally understandable and we'll be able to work around it. I'm just trying to avoid people signing up and saying "ehhh nah I don't feel like this" while we're just starting (or worse, when we're in the middle of things!)
That is all! My PM box is always open if you have questions or concerns.
Your name is Sveere Adiene, though you often call yourself and are referred to as SVEE. You are 7 sweeps old, and your blood color, a bright and vibrant orange, perfectly symbolizes your personality - outgoing, boisterous, and perhaps a bit rash. You live for excitement and fun. With that being said, you tend to be a bit LAZY, but you prefer to describe yourself as CHILL. You often frequent SOPOR-PARTIES, which you shortened to SOPO-PARTS, which you further shortened to SOPOS. These parties involve imbibing sopor slime with other trolls in an attempt to get "messeddd up bro." Honestly you have these parties MUCH TOO OFTEN, and are starting to become more and more LAZY.
Personality-wise, you may be blunt at times, but you are truly kind inside and would never turn down a friend. One of your strengths, one might say (but not you, you're too chill to honk your own horn : o) ) is that you are COMPLETELY HONEST, and at least most of the time HAVE GOOD INTENTIONS. You'll often let out a HAHA to lighten the mood. In fact, you'll let out a lot of haha's.
You tend to drag out some words for "empphhasssiss bro." You also tend to SHORTEN some words you use often; SOPOs are a prime example. These styles seem quite contradictory but sometimes they can work in harmony. For example, "yooo bro im having a sopoooo tonight man haha you wanna come??"
Your interests are fairly limited but you are OPEN TO NEW THINGS. You have a surprising interest in AXES, even though you don't like to fight often. Likewise, your strife specibus is AXEKIND. You also really enjoy your SICK SHADES, which you wear whenever possible. You even give your smileys a nice pair of shades ( B), BP, B|, B/, B; ), BxD, etc ). They aren't attached to your head or anything, you can take them off or preferable put them ON YOUR FOREHEAD. Other than having/visiting sopos, you also like TALKING with friends on TROLLIAN.
In other areas of your life, you are pretty much ABOVE AVERAGE and good all around at everything. Your main weakness is your laziness. You could potentially be a GREAT WARRIOR or A HERO. This is the cause of many-a-argument with your lusus, AREOS, who happens to resemble a LION. He saw GREAT POTENTIAL in you as a grub, and is all but FRUSTRATED TO DEATH with your LACK OF EFFORT. You don't have any aspirations at the moment, and you get kinda ticked off that your lusus keeps RIDING YOUR ASS about things. Dude keeps telling you to go on adventures and get experienced with your axes and stuff.. totally lame bro. If you were to even ADVENTURE sometime it would be at your OWN LEISURE; you don't really like being commanded to do stuff.
Your blood, being orange, is fairly LOW on the hemospectrum. You don't really mind though, it gets a bit annoying when people look down on you but you're chill with it. If it hasn't become apparent already you are CHILL with a lot of things. Your hive is a fairly BASIC one, big enough to hold quite a few people but very minimalistic.
Your trolltag is effervescentEntity and bro, you tend to like hah idk i guess you tend to type worrddsss lonnggg hah jk nah i mean your all chill and stuff B)
Name: Sveere Adiene Gender: Male Age: 7 sweeps Guardian: Lion
Color Codes: #FA8200 Chumhandle: effervescentEntity Quirk: seldom capitalizes, repeats letters occasionally, uses slang, uses nicknames, doubles ?'s and !'s, smilies have shades on them. Strife Specibus: Axekind Fetch Modus: Sopo-pong. Bounces a small ball into a cup of sopor from a few feet away. If he misses he has to drink all of it.
Title: Knight of Hope Land: Land of Fire and Honor Consorts: Griffins Moon: Prospit Symbol: Asterisk
Your name is Sympha Barton, and you LOVE Alternia. Some say it's an obsession, that you're delusional, but you truly believe in the authority of the blood caste system, and in the righteousness of the Empire. You practically worship highbloods, and are happy with your position in troll society at rock bottom. To make yourself a better citizen of Alternia you took up Hemosociology: the study of the Hemospectrum in relationship with troll society. You know how the blood caste was formed, how low your blood needs to for a troll to develop psychic powers, what the exact difference is between a seadweller and an indigo blood, even how bright your blood has to be before you're classified as a mutant and must be culled on sight.
You owe your love of Alternia to your cyclops lusus, who taught you from since you were a wriggler that you should be happy with your place on the hemospectrum, and that those of higher blood than you should be treated with respect, as well as pretty much all of your views of troll society. It's also because of your lusus that you managed to become proficient with rifles. Your lusus was a gunsmith you see, and would drill you every day on how to use and maintain rifles of all kind.
“Was a gunsmith,” you say? Well, it's a sad, sad story, but you might as well tell it. Long ago you were content with yourself; you were a good citizen, so what if there were a few bad peas here and there? If you saw a mutant or a revolutionary you wouldn't spare a moment in cutting them down, but you didn't actively search out enemies to fight. After all, what's one redblood against all of the scum that unfortunately inhabits glorious Alternia? But then, on that terrible night, disaster struck. A group of anarchists, seeking refuge from an angry mob of righteous citizens, hid out in your hive while you were away. When your lusus, bless her soul, tried to stop them, they killed her in cold blood. When you returned and saw the corpse of your fallen lusus surrounded by her killers, you fell into a psychic rage, killing them all before they had time to react. That night you swore that you would rid Alternia of the anarchist, the revolutionary, and the mutant, even if it costs you your life.
That's what you tell your listeners, anyways. The truth is very different, but the end result is the same. Your lusus is dead, and your anger towards mutants and revolutionaries burns bright. As part of your crusade, as you like to call it, you have erected a radio tower in your lawnring with which you communicate your message to the masses. You mostly preach the grandeur of the nobility and how lowbloods should be more content with their lives, instruct trolls on proper social etiquette, host guests, and sometimes sing a few inspiring songs, some of which you're proud to say you wrote yourself.
The other part of your crusade involves leaving your hive, bringing along a miniature radio transmitter so you can keep spreading your word on long trips, and hunting down and killing radicals and mutants yourself. Your lusus left behind plenty of rifles and ammunition for you to use when she died, and you have put that armoury to good use. You also tend to slip into a psychically-induced berserker rage whenever you get angry or see something you hate, rendering you incapable of feeling pain or fatigue, but making it difficult to discern between friend and foe. This has made pursuing black romances quite awkward, but is helpful when you need to get up-close and personal with your enemies.
Your trolltag is righteousSentinel, and you_have_a_rather_low_voice.
Color Codes: #5E0000
Quirk: Types in all lowercase with underscores for spaces.
Strife Specibus: riflekind
Fetch Modus: bindle modus. She carries all her items in a physical bindle, like the wallet modus, except everything she puts in it weighs it down.
Title: Heir of Time
Land: the Land of Pulse and Rhythm
Consort: Red Squids
Symbol: A low note
You are now the geeky kid. Your name is STEPHEN HANWAY, and you are 15 years old. You have been 15 for exactly 6 months today, and are quite happy about that, because your family celebrates your half-birthday for some reason. You tend to avoid the company of others, except for a few friends, in real life, because you do not socialize well off of the internet. You honestly do not know why you decided to play this freaky "SBURB" game, but you're just going to roll with it.
You tend to get excited about things really easily. This leads you to rush into stuff, especially if you have been asked to do it by friends. Or acquaintances. Or even enemies. Really anyone. Some people say you can be a pushover. This may be true. In fact, it's definitely true. When you aren't excited, you are usually a kind of quiet guy. You're always in your mind. Or in a book. Which is a nice segue into your INTERESTS!
You have an inordinate number of interests, the main one being BOOKS. Books books books. Your room is literally covered in bookshelves. Any wall that does not have a window or a door in your room has a bookshelf on it. You loove books. Especially those of the FANTASY and SCIENCE FICTION genres. You tend to create MODELS of characters from these books. You also enjoy VIDEO GAMES, particularly WESTERN RPGS, and APPLE PRODUCTS. You also have a ridiculously large number of old, partially functional MAC COMPUTERS and IPODS in your closet. You occasionally use these, among other things, to create STRANGE CONTRAPTIONS. Loqueris LINQUA LATINA, et vis uti id CONFUNDERE AMICI TUI. Yet another of your interests is BICYCLING, and you own several bikes as well. You are an accomplished TROPER, and bring tvtropes up in casual conversation.
You use the Spoonkind specibus, because Everything's Spoonier With Spoons, and the TROPEKIND modus, which requires you to give a trope for a situation give to you by your sylladex. It usually relates to the item you are trying to retrieve.
SPOON! Dear lord, that image is a piece of shit. Look at that thing. The spoon has jpeg artifacts, for christ's sake.
Your chumhandle is sirKnowledge, and Yov replace some letters in yovr typing, but if it vas good enovgh for the Romans, it shovld be good enovgh for anyone. Iust roll vith it.
Name: Stephen Hanway
Age: Precisely 15.5 years old
Guardian: Pater (his dad, but he calls him "pater" because of his whole annoying Latin thing)
Color Codes: #528491
Quirk: Replaces "u" and "w" with "v", "j" with "i".
Strife Specibus: Spoonkind
Fetch Modus: Tropekind - a TvTropes trope related to the item in question must be given before retrieval is possible.
Title: Prince of SpoonDoom
Land: Land of Marble and Forest (lots of ruins in a huge jungle)
Symbol: Schwa (ə)
That's better. Now the image isn't craptastic.
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You are now NEPITE CINCAR, that chill subjug who is 7 SWEEPS OLD. You live a life of luxury because you're a purple blood, and you relax in your DOUBLE HIVE, which is your hive and an exact copy of it, though the copy is flipped upside-down and then it is connected via the roof. You did this for fun, and to accommodate your LIMITED PSIONIC power, which we will discuss later.
You have quite a few interests that include COLLECTING SPARKLING COINS of various shapes and sizes and It's a rather interesting collection. You also enjoy MAKING FRIENDS, and KEEPING PEACE amongst the ranks of the good ol' spectrum. You allow certain fights happen when you think its RIGHT, or when you think it would HELP resolve problems. You have an affinity for ~FAYGO~ and ~TRANTA~ (Troll Fanta, because im assuming the names would be different), and your favorites flavors are ORANGE and GRAPE. Your horns prove to be LARGE AND SHARP, so you use them as a WEAPON, thus, your STRIFE SPECIBUS is the HORNKIND specibus, which also allows you to use the horns that h0nk, not like you'd ever do something stupid like that, except maybe for making everyone laugh. You also have the FAYGOKIND strife specibus, but it doesn't see much use anymore. You guess it might be handy if you made some sort of weapon out of Faygo cans, but you don't know anyone who would do that for you.
As for personality, you are "0ne c|-|ill sista" and thus, you are really calm and relaxed about most everything. When you do get upset or angry, you enter what you deem "Seri0us Buisness" mode, and can be harsh, cold, and generally pretty mean. When you are chill though, you tend to be pretty friendly and outgoing, always eager to meet new people.
About that limited psionic power.... Your power allows you to FLIP YOUR GRAVITY, for you and only you. Its USELESS outside, and you use it only inside. Because of your luck in getting this wicked crazy "miracle" you have nightmares WORSE than normal when you sleep outside of a recupercoon, and even when you do, you still have them, though not nearly as bad. You often go sleepless some nights. Even though your nightmares are terrible, you don't pay them much attention anymore, though they can still scare you. Occasionally, you may suffer weakened physical power, which appears to happen when you don't sleep for more than two nights in a row. This gets worse the more nights you stay awake.
You are kind of an all around good person in most areas, but you are bad in some areas. Black Romances confuse you, and your definition of a moirail is wrong, though you like your definition better. That definition is the following: A moirail is a friend bumped up to the next level. "Like, best friend, s0rt 0f. N0t quite a matesprit, but n0t exactly a pacifier." Additionally, since your dreams are beyond messed up, you have problems discussing them, and you also suck pretty badly at being philosophical.
Since you're an indigo blood, you can get the respect of most of the hemospectrum, not like you care very much. You're more affected by being a subjugglator, and you think that cruel and evil subjugglators give the entire population of subjugglators a bad name. You do enjoy being an indigo blood because of the awesome hive it allowed you to have, and you don't really mind all the respect you can have thrown your way.
Your trolltag is sugaryJoker and you pr0n0unce y0ur "o"s 0ddly and y0ur "h"s |-|eard as if t|-|ey were supp0sed t0 be pr0minent. Y0u als0 tend t0 refer t0 0t|-|er pe0ple as "br0ski" 0r "sista," depending 0n gender.
Name: Nepite Cincar
Age: 7 sweeps (15.17 human years)
Guardian: Mothmom (The specific species of moth is the emperor gum moth)
Color Codes: #400080
Quirk: "o"s are zeros, "h"s are made like the following: |-|, and she refers to people as "broski" or "sista" depending on gender
Strife Specibus: Primary: Hornkind. Secondary: Faygokind
Fetch Modus: Faygo-Drink modus: Nepite must drink a specified number of Faygos to retrieve her item. The more complex or important the item, the more Faygos she has to drink. Complex and Important items require Nepite to drink a TON of Faygo. Since it can be very time consuming, she finds it to be a pain, and has considered purchasing other modi, but she's never followed through with it.
Title: Joker of Gravity
Land: the Land of Rings and Towers
Symbol: A heart with an arrow pointing down through it. Possible reference to her limited psionics.
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Your name is NANARA TURQIS and you just turned 6 SOLAR SWEEPS OLD. The color of your blood is a DEEP TURQOISE, placing you directly in the middle of the Hemospectrum.
You enjoy SLEEPING FOR LONG PERIODS OF TIME. You often GET NOTHING DONE because of this lazy habit. The few hours you are awake you are a complete SPAZ.
Your personality is a mixture of MOOD SWINGS. You are highly UNPREDICTABLE when it comes to your attitude. One minute you may be SAD and the next you might be HAPPY. This usually ends up being very AWKWARD because you also possess SHORT TERM MEMORY LOSS. You may not remember being a hot mess the minute before. Your Lusus is a COW, leading you to have a LARGE ASSORTMENT OF MILK in your REFRIGERATOR.
You also enjoy ROLEPLAYING, but you hardly participate because of your constant NAPPING. You often have earplugs in because of other troll's CONSTANT NAGGING.
Your trolltag is apatheticDaydreamer and you Type like yOOOur cOOOnstantly snOOOring.
Name: Nanara Turqis
Age: 6 Sweeps (13 human years)
Lusus/Guardian: Moom (An ordinary species of Cow)
Quirk: all "o"'s are capitalized three times to resemble snoring noises.
Strife Specibus: Pistolkind
Fetch Modus: Pillow Modus: each item is inserted in a different pillowcase, Nanara must test out each pillow and guess what's inside. If she guesses correct, the item may be received.
Title: Tyrant of Balance
Land: the Land of Volume and Metal
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Even if you fall on your face, you're still moving forward.
Your name is POLPHO ANSZAL, and you are 6.921 ALTERNIAN SOLAR SWEEPS, or 15 in EARTH HUMAN YEARS, if you want to be a dumbass who can't calculate real time. You're the typical TROLL, except an even bigger ASSHOLE than the typical TROLL. You live in a SHITTY OLD HIVE, that really isn't that bad compared to some other hives. However, for you, it's a piece of shit dome of worthlessness except with the added effect of having a giantass, BIPOLAR, TWO-HEADED SNAKE in the main room that seems to have some sort of INSATIABLE DESIRE to eat random shit.
To prevent your ASSHOLE OF A LUSUS from eating you, you must constantly find it any form of sustinance. Though you won't admit it, your LUSUS has taught you a lot about surviving despite being an unimaginable lazy PIECE OF SHIT. It taught you how to take advantage of people (though you never bother to, as no one you come in contact with is worth two shits), and it also taught you how to survive by any means neccessary.
Despite being fairly low as far as BLOOD CASTES go, being a TOTAL ASSHOLE, and completely arrogant, you're fairly powerful with your STRIFE DECK. You use BLADEKIND, and motherfucking love it. Your sword is dipped in the venom of your LUSUS, which is highly lethal and the perfect shade of green to show your BLOOD CASTE.
Your INTERESTS are of the most badass of classes, and they include: KICKING THE SHIT OUT OF EVERYTHING IN YOUR PATH, which usually involves KILLING TROLLS WHO PISS YOU OFF. Though, you're not above the occasional FLARP session, when you dress like an even bigger asshole than you really are.
Your TrollTag is darkenedApocolypse and you type ==|---------- in 4 d3m4nding 4s fuck v0ic3 th4t r3g4rds th3 0th3r shith34ds in th3 ch4t 4s w34klings
Name: Polpho Anszal
Age: 6.921 Solar Sweeps(15)
Guardian: Giant, two-headed snake
Color Codes: #004f00
Quirk: A's are 4's, E's are 3's, o's are 0. When angry, types in all caps without active quirks; extremely vulgar, more commonly using 'asshole' to describe anyone, even if they're friends.
Strife Specibus: Bladekind
Fetch Modus: Blood Tester (takes a blood sample of the person attempting to use it before unlocking)
Title: Knight of Shade
Land: Blood and Iron
Symbol: Downward-Facing Rapier (working on it)
CURRENTLY EDITING PICTURES
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Your TrollTag is darkenedApocolypse and you type ==|---------- in 4 d3m4nding 4s fuck v0ic3 th4t r3g4rds th3 0th3r shith34ds in th3 ch4t 4s w34klings
The Description is REALLY long, but for the sake of the RP and whatnot I could make a resume of it. Anyway, I'd really like to be considered for the session! <3 Also I suck at spriting.
Your name is Cinthe Lupine, and you are 6 Solar Sweeps old.
Your personality has oh so many wonderful qualities. You usually don't know where to start when asked about it, but you suppose the most notable would be the fact that you behave like proper lady. It is everything for you. Being a decent creature will lead you to success someday, and what better person than you to make sure of it? You consider yourself a cheerful and social person, since proper ladies must engage proper conversations and build proper bonds as well. Not to Lowbloods, though, those do not deserve any kind of respect or proper conversations. Even a proper lady knows that. Boy, you sure like saying that word.
You enjoy proper activities, like Botanic regarding hobbies and herbal infusions. Also known as Tea. You greatly dislike going out to the sun, considering you are rather terrified of it, and you are not sure if it's safe to just go and walk out, so you keep a so very elegant hat to immerse yourself in gardening related amusements. You try to keep your hive as decorated as possible, using flowers as your main resort, which annoys your god, so bitchy Lusus. You hate her so much. She's been meddling into your life and trying to teach you what life is about, and KEEPS SHOWING OFF HOW BETTER SHE IS. She's graceful, tall and slim, and has these so enviable tails that and ughh!!!!!!!!! But you avoid looking like her. You mean, she looks after you and well it's not that much of a bitch, except when she gets mad and begins eating your botanical assets, but you can't deal with her anyway. So you keep her out as often as possible.
Your perspective aside, you're a bitch. You fuss and whine about everything and stick your pointy horns in others bloody business, because you're so mad at how you think your own property is boring you try to attract people into it just to make them flatter you. You adore your blood, love the benefits you get from it but you still feel empty. You have rage issues, and the only one who knows it is your Lusus and you. Which is not the bitch you think she is. You love her, just don't want to admit it.
You're selfish, spoiled and insufferable to the people you dislike, mostly regarding lowbloods, and you're sick of being a lady. You want to give up on that crap, but you know you won't be able to because you're stupid, and you think you should deal with that by following the path of ignorance and beauty. You're okay with it.
Fashion is not your thing. But you know almost no one else likes that, which is fine with you as well, because nothing is better than fitting in. Even if you have to get rid of yourself to do so.
Your trolltag is mesmericQuintessence and yo-u spe-ak with a so very ladylike blithe!
Name: Cinthe Lupine Gender: Female Age: 6 Sweeps Lusus: A huge, 2 tailed Feline looking-like creature. Has a third eye in her Forehead. I'll make a picture of it later, mk? :D
Color Codes: #4f57ba Chumhandle: mesmericQuintessence Quirk: Hyphens. When she's normal, she'd put them between double vowels and double consonants, such as t-t or a-o, when she's stressed, between any consonant next to each other, such as n-s, and when she's serious she doesn't use them. Also tends to call people plant-related things, like "Bean" or "Bulb". Strife Specibus: AxeKind (Ahh, I just noticed he also uses Axekind. Craap D:) Fetch Modus: Purse. She usually has to spend a lot of time in finding the item, so she has a couple of spots that are easy-access. She has to choose wisely, since she only has 2.
Title: Rogue of Mind Land: Land of Wisdom and War Consort: Ahh, not sure at all! Could be Salamanders? Please allow me to think, haha. Moon: Prospit, but can be changed if needed. Symbol: A flower-like thing.
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Thanks for the apps! I think I'll be closing the thread for apps in a few days. Gives everyone a chance to apply and me time to read over stuff. Fusilier, you can reserve a post but not necessarily a slot. Sorry! I didn't expect this many people.
>Be the scaredycat loser
> I... well that's k-kind of rude umm but ok, I guess...
Your name is BENTIG EGALER and you are 7(.85) sweeps old. You are a very SHY troll and you don't really socialize much with OTHER PEOPLE. You mostly like to stay in your forest hive, which you've cleverly disguised to look like a BUNCH OF BUSHES. You chose the forest, not only because it is SECLUDED, but because you love the GREEN color of the forest. You consider yourself fortunate because your favorite color also happens to be your blood color, so you have an excuse to type with it!
You don't really like to be alone. You have the power to speak with animals, but it's not enough company for you sometimes. In fact, you consider yourself to be quite LONELY. Staying hidden and alone is the way to avoid being culled, however, because you're a mutant freak. You don't see why the color of your BLOOD should be grounds for death, though, luckily your internet friends really don't care because your mutation does absolutely NOTHING to you, except make you BLACK OUT sometimes.
Too bad you're fucking retarded. You have no idea that any burst of emotion will cause you to become unstable and completely crazy. You know that you can be overly HAPPY or SAD, but when you become overly ANGRY, that's when shit goes down. You go absolutely NUTS. All of your HAIR turns WHITE and your NAILS grow incredibly LONG and hard as STONE. During these BERSERK SPELLS of yours, you go on random CULLING SPREES and your strength increases enough that you can do so with EASE, you're actually kind of a BEAST. Luckily, when you're (kind of) normal again, you find these beautiful ANIMAL CARCASSES, and decide to STUFF them, since you're a bit of a TAXIDERMY EXPERT. TIGERPOPS, your pawbeast lusus, doesn't much care, since he's almost never home (because he's out trying to keep people away from your sorry ass.) He's probably the one that CULLS all those ANIMALS! Silly TIGERPOPS!
Name: Bentig Egaler (mixing the letters of Benegal Tiger) Gender: Male Age: 7(.85) sweeps (17 human years) Guardian: Tigerpops
Color Codes: #72A26A Chumhandle: tigerTaxydermist Quirk: You type l-like an uh intelligent being, but unfortunately, you d-don't s-seem very confident a-about w-what you say. a-a-also y-you sometimes forget to capitalize... Strife Specibus: Needlekind
One day Bentig found the carcass of a very large hoofbeast,
he wanted to make use of the insides, so he cut out it's stomach (troll word?)
and made a bag using that, and it's skin.
He pulls out the item that he needs, provided he can find it quick enough.
Then the bag is sewn up so the items stay safe.
Title: Beast of Hearts Land: Land of Song and Rain Consort:Lazy Komodo Dragons Moon: Derse Symbol: appears to be the letters "NTA" forming a circle? No... (stands for National Taxidermy Association)
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Reason: forgot details about mutation
But none of it matters if Fusilier and I are the the only two human applicants. After all, being a troll gives you a greater opportunity to be "special". Not that I'm accusing half of the Trollslum Cafe of being blatant, annoying Mary Sues or anything. Not at all.
Reserving a troll post. May or may not actually submit one, but just know that it's happening. Character is highly dependent on whether or not xx M A F I A C A T joins, and whether as a human or troll(expect something akin to Scourge Sisters if she RPs as a female troll).
Mafia, and everyone else, it is pretty much essential you have both skype and pesterchum. Along with commitment and common sense, those are pretty much the only things you need. I can't really accept anyone who doesn't have pesterchum or skype, because then we have to work around that and it's just more trouble than it's worth. I want to run a nice communication-full RP.
And @everyone, thanks for the apps once more! As Moolish has said, we may be expanding the human (or troll???) count by 2, and no more than 2. Just a heads up.
Also, August 1st is when the application process ends - so if you reserved a post, please try to get it done today!
That's all, thanks!
EDIT: Skype is not for webcamming. Don't think you can't join because you don't want to webcam or something. We use skype for chatting. They have a nice group feature and it's all pretty easy to use.
This looks fun. Reserving this post for a human app!
>be a tough palhoncho
toughest around, baby.
Your name is JACKSON ANDERSON and life is real TOUGH. That’s the first thing you learned. A mother will ground you in an instant if you don’t keep an eye peeled.
You have a VARIETY OF INTERESTS. Your favorite thing to do is play ONLINE POKER. Consequently, you've been BANNED from using the credit card by your parents. You like to watch old LOONY TUNES shows, and you're not embarassed to say so. A guy could learn a thing or two from Bugs Bunny. You’re also part of a BICYCLE GANG and you loiter at the 7-11 after school. You’re the fastest around on two wheels, and you know it. You are currently WAGING WAR against a rival gang from another school. You jay-walk, put gum wherever you want, cheat at pokemon and GET AWAY WITH IT. Except when your MA is around. Nobody likes getting grounded. Your mother is a convincing woman. Don’t get me wrong, you’re a good enough guy. You’re LOYAL. Loyalty is practically your middle name, buddy.
Some say you were a little obsessed with being seen as TOUGH. But you were raised by your BODY BUILDER MA who was formerly a PROFESSIONAL WRESTLER. Her chin may be a little hairy, but she can bench press a whole house. Your little sister is 2, and it’s your job to KEEP AN EYE ON HER. The trouble is, you're sort of IRRESPONSIBLE. But somebody’s got to do it, pal.
You’ve been JONESING for a motorbike ever since you can remember, but your Pops said NO. He don't trust you with one. Your Pops' favorite word is NO. You live in LAS VEGAS and you’ve been gambling for CANDY BARS since you’ve been in diapers. You like MUSKETEERS the best. Addiction is a POWERFUL THING. Aside from that, you only accept Tootsie rolls as PAYMENT. If it’s not a tootsie, you can forget it. Brand loyalty. You tried to quit candy back in 4th grade, but the WITHRDRAWAL SYMPTOMS killed ya.
You're pretty good at what you do. Sometimes you like to take RISKY BETS but you always end up on top. Okay, USUALLY. Y’like to think you were real STREET SAVY, but c’mon you’re 14. That kinda thing takes practice. The only thing that makes you real nervous-like, y’know, are BEES and HORROR MOVIE CHARACTERS. Those guys are mean killers, guy. You can LIE your way out of any jam. You’ve got a LIAR’S GAMBIT to prove it. You DON'T LIKE READING except when it is the SUNDAY COMICS. You like most movies with TOUGH TALK in it, and practice the lines in front of the mirror. You tend to call all your friends, KID, GAL, TOOTS, BUD, or PAL. You like coming up with nicknames for everything. Your strifespecibus contains your FISTS and a COMB. With a little elbow grease, that’s all you need, right there.
Your chumhandle is vegasWheels, and you type like you've got alla the cards in yo mitts.
Name: Jackson Anderson
Other parent: Pops [never seen his face because he always hides it behind a newspaper]
Color Codes: #C0C0C0
Quirk: perfect punctuation, mostly no caps, except for "tough kid" accent
Strife Specibus: Combkind [used like a boomerang], Fistkind
Fetch Modus: Dicekind: throw a pair of dice with item symbols until he gets a set of doubles
Roulettekind: bet on the item he wants and win the roulette
Title: Rogue of Space
Land: Land of Stars and Frogs
Symbol: Crescent moon
Last edited by CoffeePerson; 12-28-2011 at 01:27 AM.