Hasrov Jorvan

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Hasrov Jorvan
Heir of Space

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Full Name: Hasrov Jorvan
Nickname(s): Hassie, Hassle (do NOT call him either of these unless if you were his moirail and/or his mate, but only then in private).
Gender: Male
Height & Weight:6’8”, 7’ with his horns. He weighs in around 279 pounds, most of it muscle.
Birthdate: Febuary 19th.
Age: 18 human years.
Physical appearance: Around six foot eight inches tall, he is somewhat attractive for a troll. He emphasizes this by trying to make himself look more physically attractive through clothing, jewelry, and the display of his muscles. He is very masculine, and has a light shading of a beard. He could be considered vain in the way he carries himself, which is with a sort of air of regality, someone to be respected by others of higher and lower ranks than he is. His horns are stouter than most, but have three prongs, two on the sides, one in the center. Look to the symbol for Eris for more information.

He has a few piercings on his left ear; all three of them are gold. His scars are a somewhat diluted shade of his blood. His eyes are the same as his blood color, showing that he had reached adulthood. His flesh is the same as all trolls; a grey. He is also quite muscular, having trained since, well, childhood to become a soldier. He also has a high threshold to pain, leading to him getting several scars, which goes from his arms, legs, chest, and so on and so forth. He does, however, have a bit mark on his arm. He swears he didn’t know or remember what did it, but from the type of bite it is… it would most likely be a troll.

Personality: He’s quite vain, wanting to make himself look as attractive as possible. This routine tries to maintain his decreasing sanity. He fears the descent into the darkness that has been plaguing the trolls for oh so many generations. This doesn’t mean that he would go out to try and stop this inevitable descent into madness, but he would at least try to slow it down. He is quite arrogant, thinking he’s better than most, well, everyone that isn’t a troll. Of course, he has a strong belief that all trolls are equal, except, of course, those who have turned their back on their friends. He shows a slight intolerance to the presence of most aliens, namely humans but isn’t overly racist; he’s caused more than one carapacian soldier to lose their temper with his rather snarky remarks upon their race or features.

He is a skilled liar, being able to fib his way in or out of any situation with ease, and within reason, of course. Of course, he would tell the truth, but only if it was vitally important to him, or to his family’s safety. It is quite hard for even an experienced liar to tell that he is doing just that; lying. This is a gift from many years of doing this. He, is however, quite truthful towards turians, possibly because he is often, well, overly trusting of others of his kind. To go along with him being a good liar, he is also a good actor, and a manipulator. He would rather use his wit and charm to get something he wanted rather than use a gun. But he is slow to think of, or find someone to be a friend, perhaps to defend himself from getting emotionally wounded if they do end up betraying him? He, however, these illnesses, phobias, and features of his personality do not hinder his functions within the turian military at all, he could, however be called ‘strange’ by the other trolls he manages to be around.

He also is known to be suitably reckless in some situations, causing him to be more of a ‘wildcard’ or in better words; a useful tool for those situations that would require a reckless attitude. Having torture inflicted upon him, or viewing someone else’s torture rarely causes him to go into a fearful sort of emotional state; it most often enrages the troll. Oh yes, he’s got a somewhat short temper when in combat, and can be quite harsh when it comes to the treatment of those that they have captured after a successful firefight, if there were any survivors, of course. He wouldn’t harm them if he had orders not to do so… but if he didn’t, Spirits save them. He has a grudging respect for humans, as they had helped him many times, yet, he does make somewhat crass jokes on their race. They are tolerable, but they still are quite rude. But, despite these shortcomings, he is a GREAT leader. I mean, when he isn’t angered or something like that.

Handle: anonymousCurrent
Typing Quirk/Color: If there would be two e’s by one another, he replaces them with a capital E. He spells broken as such 6r0K3N. Replaces all b’s with 6’s. Replaces all e’s that are alone with 3’s. Replaces all o’s with 0’s. Everything except for r’s are capitalized. He replaces all a’s with 4’s. He also replaces all I’s with 1. He only spells names correctly, using all caps. His text color is the EXACT SAME as his blood color, that being #0020C2.

Example of dialog:

AC: D0 Y0U UND3rST4ND WH4T Gr4V3 C1rCUMST4NC3S W3 4r3 1N? W3LL L3T M3 SP3LL 1T 0UT F0r Y0U 1D10TS: 0Ur W0rLD 1S /D34D/ TH4NKS T0 US. 1T’S N0W G0N3 F0R3V3R, N3V3R T0 r3TURN. 6UT N0W L1ST3N, 1T 1SN’T 4S BL34K 4S Y0U TH1NK 1T 1S; TH3 0NLY H0P3 0F 0Ur SUrV1V4L - TH3 SURV1V4L 0F 0Ur V3RY SP3C13S 1TS3LF - 1S T0 ST4Y T0G3TH3r 4ND L00K 0UT F0r 0N3 4N0TH3r. 6UT SUrPr1S1NGLY TH1S /4LS0/ M34NS TH4T W3 C4NN0T K1LL 0N3 4N0TH3r. W3 C4N S33D TH3 N3W UN1V3RS3 W3 4r3 G01NG T0 Cr34TE W1TH 0Ur SP3C13S 1F W3 C4N.
AC: 1F N0T, W3 Pr0T3CT 1T 4ND K33P SH1T L1K3 TH1S FR0M H4PP3N1NG /3V3r/ 4G41N.
AC: S0, 1 SUGG3ST TH4T Y0U 4LL L1ST3N T0 M3 N0W 4ND F0LL0W THr0UGH.
AC: N0W TH3N, L3TS G0 6U1LD 4 UN1V3RS3.

Blood color: Cobalt, exact color code is #0020C2
Symbol: Astrological symbol for Eris.
Lusus: A large, regal sphinx with three eyes; one eye in the center of his forehead, two eyes on his cheeks. Technically he had three mouths, but two were inactive unless if he was screaming. It, unlike most lusii, has the ability to speak. And when it does, it is loud and screeches things unnecessarily loud for him.

Strengths: Great leader, resistant to pain, idealist.
Weaknesses: Vain, somewhat arrogant, racist.
Fears/Insecurities: Fears harming his friends, fears going mad, and fears failing.
Likes: His species, lowbloods (excluding ceruleans), his friends.
Dislikes: Failure, cerulean blooded trolls, traitors, murderers, death.
Driving force: To reclaim what has been lost and to succeed.
Hobbies: Painting (ironically), making himself look attractive, leading people to success.

God Tier Title: Heir of Space
Land: Land of Waves and Frogs.
Derse or Prospit: Derse
Strife Specibus: bowkind. He can make these arrows be as fast, dense, or light as he wants. He can also guide them to their chosen target. His second weapon is knifekind. He has a light combat dagger made to be STRONG.

Describe your character in three words: Strong bullheaded leader.
If your character were stranded on an island and could only bring two things with them, what would they be?: He would bring a fourth wall and his bow.

If your character could change anything about themselves, what would they change?: His arrogance, anger issues, racism, and vanity.
Your character opens their fridge; what do they see?: Arrows, knives, meat, fruit.

Other: He is bisexual by troll standards, preferring both genders. For all intents and purposes, this guy is relatively sane by troll standards. He is fucking attractive. Like, really. Heart throb for both males and females.

>Be the male troll in his Hive.

You are Hasrov Jorvan of the COBALT caste of trolls. You are in your HIVE, which just so happens to look like a GOTHIC CASTLE in the middle of the ocean on some GIANT, JAGGED, HIGH UP OUTCROPPING of land. You are protected here by your great SPHINX lusus who is a really cool guy. At least you think it's a male. You can't tell.

Your HOBBIES include archery, plotting for success, and leading FLARPING expeditions to the sea. You have never LOST anything. Okay, there was that ONE TIME which MUST NOT BE MENTIONED EVER. Not even your lusus would mention it was so BAD FOR YOU. Regardless of this event, you have found yourself in a small group of friends that you CARE DEEPLY FOR and would do anything to PROTECT AND LEAD TO SUCCESS.

You really like winning.

You do not have a moirail, which is DISCONCERTING for you. You don't want to hurt anyone, yet you fear if someone gets close to you you'll just do that. Another thing about you is your BURNING HATE for those of the higher castes and CERULEAN BLOODED TROLLS. All of them are douchebags.

Now you are in the MAIN ROOM of your HIVECASTLE, waiting for something to happen.

What will you do?

[TheChaotic1]

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