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Ranank Hinkin -Troll-
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Ranank Hinkin -Troll-
Full Name: Ranank Hinkin
Gender: Male, identifies as masculine male.
Height & Weight: 6'2" 6'9" with horns.
Birthdate: April 6th
Age: 9
Physical appearance: https://i.imgur.com/qlU5PRx.png He's quite the large troll, which he must be in order to properly do his job. He's somewhat bulky, and brimming with muscle that was gained through a combination of vigorous workouts and farm duties...as well as outrunning the rages of his mad lusus. He has messy hair that never seems to fall under the iron will of a comb, and he tries to keep it tame with his large brimmed hat. His chin is really solid and defined, and can be considered by many to have a rugged sort of handsome. One of his fangs sticks out at all times. He's dressed to survive, not impress. Under his sturdy, hardened leather duster, he has a simple T-shirt with his symbol(In trollian it means "work")emblazoned on it. Under those are a pair of knee-length shorts, his legs get hot easily. He has massive horns, and while in his early years they were an extreme inconvenience, now he has grown used to them. Heck, his picture is even on websites for horn fetishists. It's a sorta sweet deal.
Personality:
Ranank is a troll who embodies that idea that you can't get anything done just thinking about it. He's constantly out working, be it on his small farm so he can grow food for his massive lusus, Oxford, or out hunting for bounties to pay the costs that living demands. He has a very healthy respect for the hemospectrum, and knows his place at the bottom. He isn't particularly bothered by this, as he still feels he has a good deal of freedom, he just has to put up with the occasional snooty highblood. Due to living a life like this, he has become quite the realist, as well as stoic, in his interactions with others. He always shows those of a significantly higher caste even more respect than he shows everyone. He rarely talks about his own feelings on a subject unless asked, always preferring to hear someone else talk and he merely provide commentary. Commentary that very well be very useful.
Or just passively rude. It's sometimes difficult to tell.
Ranank has a very strong sense of justice, believing the crimes of those who have wronged the trolls who have paid him to look for their crimes deserve to be shot. Okay, so he knows that justice is an /extremely/ subjective term on Alternia, and that he is pretty much a gun for hire.
But hey, if there is one thing this lowblood has learned over the sweeps, it's that you got to do what you got to do to make ends meet.
He is very incompetent when it comes to romance, quickly clamming up and becoming flustered whenever a troll tries to come on to him. He knows his track record with quadrants is going to get him killed, but he just can't work up the nerve to solve the problem! He finds himself sometimes wishing some casanova of a troll could scoop him up and teach him how to romance, before it's too late.
Handle: efficientJustice
Typing Quirk/Color: Starts his sentences with tools, and talks inna funny accent.
Blood color: Brown
Symbol: ...Scribbles.
Lusus: Oxford, a giant angry bull with eight legs filled with unrivaled rage for all living things.
Strengths: A brilliant shot, a good detective, endurance like an OX. Strong, doesn't give up. Ever.
Weaknesses: Serious issues with regret, horrible with romance, somewhat jaded from harsh Alternian life.
Fears/Insecurities: His likeability, morality, becoming a tool used only for killing, and losing himself to his internal desires.
Likes: A nice big salad, guns and gun accessories, cowtrolls, old western movies, competitions, Fire-Slurry
Dislikes: Lazy, Snobby Highbloods, rebellious lowbloods, Rebellious Highbloods, his past,
Driving force: Survival.
Hobbies: Speed-shooting, whittling, farming, WORK, repair-work, gun-smithing(he's alright at it), playing the banjo, training hopbeasts as pets, working out, gun collecting.
God Tier Title: Bard of Breath
Land: Land of Stagnation and Potential
Derse or Prospit: PROSPIT
Strife Specibus: pistolKind, toolKind, rifleKind
Psionic Power Lol HE HAS NOTHING. HE GOT THE GENETIC "0". HE IS UTTERLY USELESS IN THE PSIIONIC DEPARTMENT. He fucking SUCKS.
Describe your character in three words: Rootintootin' choice ass.
If your character were stranded on an island and could only bring two things with them, what would they be?: An axe and another axe.
If your character could change anything about themselves, what would they change?: Just about everything.
Your character opens their fridge; what do they see?: Salad, water, and a knife.
Other: He has been hired to hunt Rainbow Drinkers on occassion, and he has to say they are the hardest jobs he has ever undertaken, even worse than psyiionically gifted lowbloods.
Gender: Male, identifies as masculine male.
Height & Weight: 6'2" 6'9" with horns.
Birthdate: April 6th
Age: 9
Physical appearance: https://i.imgur.com/qlU5PRx.png He's quite the large troll, which he must be in order to properly do his job. He's somewhat bulky, and brimming with muscle that was gained through a combination of vigorous workouts and farm duties...as well as outrunning the rages of his mad lusus. He has messy hair that never seems to fall under the iron will of a comb, and he tries to keep it tame with his large brimmed hat. His chin is really solid and defined, and can be considered by many to have a rugged sort of handsome. One of his fangs sticks out at all times. He's dressed to survive, not impress. Under his sturdy, hardened leather duster, he has a simple T-shirt with his symbol(In trollian it means "work")emblazoned on it. Under those are a pair of knee-length shorts, his legs get hot easily. He has massive horns, and while in his early years they were an extreme inconvenience, now he has grown used to them. Heck, his picture is even on websites for horn fetishists. It's a sorta sweet deal.
Personality:
Ranank is a troll who embodies that idea that you can't get anything done just thinking about it. He's constantly out working, be it on his small farm so he can grow food for his massive lusus, Oxford, or out hunting for bounties to pay the costs that living demands. He has a very healthy respect for the hemospectrum, and knows his place at the bottom. He isn't particularly bothered by this, as he still feels he has a good deal of freedom, he just has to put up with the occasional snooty highblood. Due to living a life like this, he has become quite the realist, as well as stoic, in his interactions with others. He always shows those of a significantly higher caste even more respect than he shows everyone. He rarely talks about his own feelings on a subject unless asked, always preferring to hear someone else talk and he merely provide commentary. Commentary that very well be very useful.
Or just passively rude. It's sometimes difficult to tell.
Ranank has a very strong sense of justice, believing the crimes of those who have wronged the trolls who have paid him to look for their crimes deserve to be shot. Okay, so he knows that justice is an /extremely/ subjective term on Alternia, and that he is pretty much a gun for hire.
But hey, if there is one thing this lowblood has learned over the sweeps, it's that you got to do what you got to do to make ends meet.
He is very incompetent when it comes to romance, quickly clamming up and becoming flustered whenever a troll tries to come on to him. He knows his track record with quadrants is going to get him killed, but he just can't work up the nerve to solve the problem! He finds himself sometimes wishing some casanova of a troll could scoop him up and teach him how to romance, before it's too late.
Handle: efficientJustice
Typing Quirk/Color: Starts his sentences with tools, and talks inna funny accent.
Blood color: Brown
Symbol: ...Scribbles.
Lusus: Oxford, a giant angry bull with eight legs filled with unrivaled rage for all living things.
Strengths: A brilliant shot, a good detective, endurance like an OX. Strong, doesn't give up. Ever.
Weaknesses: Serious issues with regret, horrible with romance, somewhat jaded from harsh Alternian life.
Fears/Insecurities: His likeability, morality, becoming a tool used only for killing, and losing himself to his internal desires.
Likes: A nice big salad, guns and gun accessories, cowtrolls, old western movies, competitions, Fire-Slurry
Dislikes: Lazy, Snobby Highbloods, rebellious lowbloods, Rebellious Highbloods, his past,
Driving force: Survival.
Hobbies: Speed-shooting, whittling, farming, WORK, repair-work, gun-smithing(he's alright at it), playing the banjo, training hopbeasts as pets, working out, gun collecting.
God Tier Title: Bard of Breath
Land: Land of Stagnation and Potential
Derse or Prospit: PROSPIT
Strife Specibus: pistolKind, toolKind, rifleKind
Psionic Power Lol HE HAS NOTHING. HE GOT THE GENETIC "0". HE IS UTTERLY USELESS IN THE PSIIONIC DEPARTMENT. He fucking SUCKS.
Describe your character in three words: Rootintootin' choice ass.
If your character were stranded on an island and could only bring two things with them, what would they be?: An axe and another axe.
If your character could change anything about themselves, what would they change?: Just about everything.
Your character opens their fridge; what do they see?: Salad, water, and a knife.
Other: He has been hired to hunt Rainbow Drinkers on occassion, and he has to say they are the hardest jobs he has ever undertaken, even worse than psyiionically gifted lowbloods.
Last edited by Thebluemage on Sat Jun 14, 2014 5:23 pm; edited 1 time in total
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Re: Ranank Hinkin -Troll-
Lol. That sprite.
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