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Name: Argumi Varsan
Age: 7 sweeps
Blood: Brown
GO READ HIS TOYHOUSE PROFILEPower: Mind reading
Lusus: Vulture
Hive Location: Lawnring
Temperament: Cynical, defeated.
Quirk: I/i = | O/o = X/x , like a seamstress hurriedly correcting holes.
Trolltag: cholericMisanthrope
Fetch Modus: Broadcast
Strife Specibus: scrwdrvrKind
Hobbbies: Sewing, amateur radio, item repair
Likes: Himself, being left alone, trollian, highbloods, being calm
Dislikes: Parties, large fights, lowbloods, pitystruck and hatestruck trolls
Profile:
Your name is Argumi Varsan and you’re certain that everyone except you is completely insane. You’re seven sweeps old and have BROWN blood, not that it makes you any happier being on the tail end of the hemospectrum.
You live in a lawnring with a few other trolls, along with your VULTURE custodian. He enjoys picking over dead animals, shoving you headfirst into garbage, and making sure you know just how stupid it is to try and stick your head into danger. He’s not a very brave custodian for a reason, and that reason is just how inefficient he is at actually fighting. Being a detrivore can do that to a creature.
Of course, you’re not much better yourself. You’re a PASSIVE MIND READER, a power you wish you could forcibly extract from yourself. Being around other lowbloods leads to you knowing things you wish you never knew about other trolls. Trolls being nasty, violent creatures certainly doesn’t help.
You’re not much better yourself, but seeing so much violence from so many perspectives has shattered the joy you used to get from fighting. It just looks like an endless cycle of stupidity and death to you. You spend your time SECLUDED in your hive at almost every hour. You rarely ever venture outside, to spare your poor head another mental beating from the thoughts of the many. From within the confines of your carpenter droid constructed walls, you waste time on a variety of hobbies.
You’re an avid fan of AMATEUR RADIO broadcasting. A whole block in your hive is set up with equipment you’ve BEGGED for and STOLEN over previous sweeps. Sure, there are almost NO OTHER people using the primitive radio system that Alternia was left with, but you enjoy the highly technical aspects of it. It keeps you busy and off of thoughts involving other trolls. Plus it lets you annoy the SMALL group of trolls on the planet who still use radios with your nightly broadcasts of how everyone needs to generally calm the hell down. It makes you feel like people actually are listening to you, even if none of them ever reply. Surely they’re listening, though, right?
Given your rather TECHNICAL interest, you also enjoy REPAIRING items back to functional use. Taking apart items and putting them back together is actually quite soothing, strangely enough. Sometimes you wonder if you could the same to other troll’s minds, but you quickly abandon that line of thinking. Some things just cannot be fixed. Items that you’ve repaired are generally limited to hive appliances, doors, chairs, and tables. Trolls seem to love smashing in your doors, flipping your tables, and throwing your chairs.
You’re also known to dabble in SEWING, thanks to the old sewing machine and needles you’ve managed to snag at some point in the past. You’ve tried to make ART from what you sew, but nobody ever likes it. You think it might be because art as a whole is only enjoyed by Highbloods, and they only like those disgusting musclebeast paintings. You keep whatever you’ve sewn together in large piles around your hive, which make for comfortable chairs at least.
Some night, you’ll finally impress those highbloods with your art and get to hang around them. That would be so much better than having to live with other lowbloods.
Your fetch modus is BROADCAST. Only the outer cards can be taken from your sylladex, and when you take them out, they’re ejected at high velocity directly at you. You’ve learned how to dodge and be quick about it, thank goodness.
Your strife specibus is scrwdrvrKind. Sure, it’s not very heavy, but you’d be amazed how easy it is to make puncture wounds with it. Flathead to the max.
Your trolltag is cholericMisanthrope and you “A|ways find sxmething wrxng with sxmexne e|se.”