Post by thebluemage on Mar 11, 2014 18:06:52 GMT -8
Full Name: Cranwi Bosmaw
Used Name: Cranwi.
Date of Birth (mm/dd): January 15th
Age: 7 Sweeps
Height and Weight: Is 6'0" without his horns, and 6'3" with them.
Actual Gender/Gender Identity:: Male
Physical Gender: MALE
Chumhandle: lokisHorseman
Text Color (hex code): Teal
Quirk: in'=ing , you=yer/ya
Blood Color (hex code): Teal
Moon: Derse
Symbol: A stylized nine, vertical dipper, what have you.
God Tier: Page of Blood, those who supply others with relationships.
Explanation of Chosen God Tier: The page of blood is quite possibly one of the best diplomats and people-persons Sxxxb is capable of producing. This would apply to Cranwi in order to teach him how to treat others with more respect and not be as cynical.
Land: Land of Battlefields and Brotherhood
Description of Land: A vast battlefield with weapons strewn all over and the ever present smell of blood, even when none is present. There are fortresses of all sizes with influence from numerous cultures. Inside, however, you are greeted by the same thing in many different forms: Numerous consorts eager to accept you and fight by your side. These castles are the only places where the smell of blood is not present, replaced by the sound of merriement and smell of feasts. And sweat. Sweat too.
Enter Item: A punching bag set to explode in a shower of teal when punched hard enough. An analogy for having to learn to not solve everything with violence and a hint as to what his aspect is.
Strife Specibus: chainKind
Lusus/Living situation: A massive beast with the upper body of a cenipede and the lower body of a horse. It has sixteen small, powerful arms with large fist made for beating prey to death. It also has a gaping, insectoid mouth with two large pincers. It is known for making high pitched SKREE sound. As such, Cranwi calls him Skree and takes him to the Lusus Night at the Pit to gain extra prestige and food for his large lusus.
He lives in a medium sized hive in the middle of an urbanized area , thanks to his bloodcaste and work in the Pit he is moderatly wealthy.
Appearance: Cranwi's pitch black hair is done up in a fierce mohawk with the aid of a good quantity of hair gel as well as an extensive amount of time put into it every dusk. Protruding from the sides of his head are his two sharp iron horns from which he takes his pit-fighting name. They corner his mohawk on both sides and more than one troll has been impaled by them. His eyes are obviously the same color as all other members of his glorious species. However, they have a piercing quality to them. They seem to demand respect and if they are not given it, the spark in those determined eyes won't falter until they take it. His face is sharp and surprisingly devoid of scars, however his chest and arms make up for this by having an assortment of criss-crossing reminders of close calls and evenly matched battles. He is very well built and has very naturally gained muscle from two sweeps of pit-fighting. As far as body modifications go, the only one Cranwi has are his two artificial horns. This was done only out of nessesarity, as he doesn't believe piercings are practical for the pit.
Personality: Cranwi is a troll who always feels like he has something to prove to just about anyone. This is due originally to the fact that he was always deemed too lowblooded to be a highblood, but too highblooded to be a lowblood. Whereever he went, it felt like he was either looked down upon or mistrusted. For this reason he likes to feel in control of himself, resenting any authority or others trying to tell him what to do too sternly. This makes him see himself as a natural leader and he will attempt to take charge when he feels he needs to. He does not do a bad job at this, either. When others submit to his authority he is protective and relativly kind to them, and his intelligence and raw muscle make him an effective combatent and planner. When it comes to romance, he's very confident in his own abilties to woo those he's interested in. As such he takes a very up-front approch, very little beating around the bush. He is be extreamly violent, becoming a favorite in the pit for his sadistic and often unnessarily brutal methods of killing his opponents. Due to his past experiences with other trolls, he has grown cynical of everyone he encounters, convinced that no troll will ever do anything not in their own interest, as it's just not in their nature. He might be a violent troll, but he doesn't believe in widespread or excessive amounts of violence outside the pit, as he doesn't see how it can be benificial to him. He has even been known to stop violence under the excuse that he saw a way to use the troll he save'd gratitude. In reality however, he is just a nicer troll than he would like to let on.
Likes: Riding his motorcycle, fighting in the pit, conflict of all kinds, walking through the forest and enjoying the peace.
Dislikes: Most trolls, losing, vehicles breaking down.
Interests: Working with auto-parts, beating the shit out of people, darts, cooking with grubmeat.
Strengths (Pros): Strong, intelligent, assertive, handy with vehicles, crafty, and loyal.
Weaknesses (Cons): Try-Hard, Rebelious, confrontational, violent, sadistic.
Insecurities: Being looked down upon, never being respected.
Decision-Making/Leading/Operating Under Stress Abilities: He is a skilled leader, working well under stress but often chosing the a more brutal approch to things.
Other (Optional): Theme Song: www.youtube.com/watch?v=PLrxT8Vu978 You're Going Down by Sick Puppies.
Used Name: Cranwi.
Date of Birth (mm/dd): January 15th
Age: 7 Sweeps
Height and Weight: Is 6'0" without his horns, and 6'3" with them.
Actual Gender/Gender Identity:: Male
Physical Gender: MALE
Chumhandle: lokisHorseman
Text Color (hex code): Teal
Quirk: in'=ing , you=yer/ya
Blood Color (hex code): Teal
Moon: Derse
Symbol: A stylized nine, vertical dipper, what have you.
God Tier: Page of Blood, those who supply others with relationships.
Explanation of Chosen God Tier: The page of blood is quite possibly one of the best diplomats and people-persons Sxxxb is capable of producing. This would apply to Cranwi in order to teach him how to treat others with more respect and not be as cynical.
Land: Land of Battlefields and Brotherhood
Description of Land: A vast battlefield with weapons strewn all over and the ever present smell of blood, even when none is present. There are fortresses of all sizes with influence from numerous cultures. Inside, however, you are greeted by the same thing in many different forms: Numerous consorts eager to accept you and fight by your side. These castles are the only places where the smell of blood is not present, replaced by the sound of merriement and smell of feasts. And sweat. Sweat too.
Enter Item: A punching bag set to explode in a shower of teal when punched hard enough. An analogy for having to learn to not solve everything with violence and a hint as to what his aspect is.
Strife Specibus: chainKind
Lusus/Living situation: A massive beast with the upper body of a cenipede and the lower body of a horse. It has sixteen small, powerful arms with large fist made for beating prey to death. It also has a gaping, insectoid mouth with two large pincers. It is known for making high pitched SKREE sound. As such, Cranwi calls him Skree and takes him to the Lusus Night at the Pit to gain extra prestige and food for his large lusus.
He lives in a medium sized hive in the middle of an urbanized area , thanks to his bloodcaste and work in the Pit he is moderatly wealthy.
Appearance: Cranwi's pitch black hair is done up in a fierce mohawk with the aid of a good quantity of hair gel as well as an extensive amount of time put into it every dusk. Protruding from the sides of his head are his two sharp iron horns from which he takes his pit-fighting name. They corner his mohawk on both sides and more than one troll has been impaled by them. His eyes are obviously the same color as all other members of his glorious species. However, they have a piercing quality to them. They seem to demand respect and if they are not given it, the spark in those determined eyes won't falter until they take it. His face is sharp and surprisingly devoid of scars, however his chest and arms make up for this by having an assortment of criss-crossing reminders of close calls and evenly matched battles. He is very well built and has very naturally gained muscle from two sweeps of pit-fighting. As far as body modifications go, the only one Cranwi has are his two artificial horns. This was done only out of nessesarity, as he doesn't believe piercings are practical for the pit.
Personality: Cranwi is a troll who always feels like he has something to prove to just about anyone. This is due originally to the fact that he was always deemed too lowblooded to be a highblood, but too highblooded to be a lowblood. Whereever he went, it felt like he was either looked down upon or mistrusted. For this reason he likes to feel in control of himself, resenting any authority or others trying to tell him what to do too sternly. This makes him see himself as a natural leader and he will attempt to take charge when he feels he needs to. He does not do a bad job at this, either. When others submit to his authority he is protective and relativly kind to them, and his intelligence and raw muscle make him an effective combatent and planner. When it comes to romance, he's very confident in his own abilties to woo those he's interested in. As such he takes a very up-front approch, very little beating around the bush. He is be extreamly violent, becoming a favorite in the pit for his sadistic and often unnessarily brutal methods of killing his opponents. Due to his past experiences with other trolls, he has grown cynical of everyone he encounters, convinced that no troll will ever do anything not in their own interest, as it's just not in their nature. He might be a violent troll, but he doesn't believe in widespread or excessive amounts of violence outside the pit, as he doesn't see how it can be benificial to him. He has even been known to stop violence under the excuse that he saw a way to use the troll he save'd gratitude. In reality however, he is just a nicer troll than he would like to let on.
Likes: Riding his motorcycle, fighting in the pit, conflict of all kinds, walking through the forest and enjoying the peace.
Dislikes: Most trolls, losing, vehicles breaking down.
Interests: Working with auto-parts, beating the shit out of people, darts, cooking with grubmeat.
Strengths (Pros): Strong, intelligent, assertive, handy with vehicles, crafty, and loyal.
Weaknesses (Cons): Try-Hard, Rebelious, confrontational, violent, sadistic.
Insecurities: Being looked down upon, never being respected.
Decision-Making/Leading/Operating Under Stress Abilities: He is a skilled leader, working well under stress but often chosing the a more brutal approch to things.
Other (Optional): Theme Song: www.youtube.com/watch?v=PLrxT8Vu978 You're Going Down by Sick Puppies.