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Okuyas Stirek

Full Name:bee boy Okuyas Stirek
Gender:Male
Physique [Height/Weight]:5'4" / 113 lbs  
Age: 6 sweeps

Personality: This egghead has the worst luck you could ever imagine, it's like he rolled a nearly perfect 18 on a dice roll and landed safely on the hemospectrum, but the rest he had dearly work for, or just HOPE that it would work. This young lad is a true believer in hard work for a brighter future, he believes in luck but outwardly denies it, as his horrible, reality-defying luck would only seek to destroy him. Sweeps of experience taught him how to take out his aggression over his bad luck out on the other caste, which he does profusely being interested in several hands-on sports one of them being his favorite, Boxing.

Ah yes, boxing. The amazing sport that any troll would consider one of the best! (Other than Pro Arena Stickball of course.) A good stress reliever, a great way to become stronger, and heck it something that doesn't require stupid luck, what more could a young boy want? Without it, Okuyas would probably have gone insane from having nothing to do almost every single day of his unlucky life, at least he isn't a gutter blood! God, does he absolutely love destroying foolish bloods in the ring, it makes him feel great about himself!

Physical Appearance: [A real greaser]


Strengths: His strength, hard worker, pessimistic
Weaknesses: Outward on his opinion, doesn't fly far from his comfort zone, very paranoid
Fear/Insecurities: Being beaten by a low blood, losing championship title, Fears himself.
Likes/Hobbies: Boxing, bullying low bloods into submission, long hot showers, go to a wishing well and wishes for an easier life, every day.
Dislikes/Hate: GAMBLING.

Handle:corrosiveGrunt
Typing Quirk/Color: CAPS LOCK WHEN SPEAKING TO LOWERBLOODS, or simply very signify ANGER, however while speaking to highberbloods he switches his tone to a much humbler one. Other than that he uses any variation of >^:( / #2E0854 (Barely considered high blood)
Blood Color: Very dark indigo, considered purple.
Psionic Power: With his luck? Nah.
Symbol:
Lusus: Giant corrosive beetle-bee

God Tier Title: Knight of Doom
Land of: Desolation and Demons
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Derse or Prospit: Prospit
Strife Specibus: Fistkind
Fetch Modus: Coinflip

[Very reason he hates gambling is his own damn fetch modus]

Alex Thomas

Full Name: Alex Chappon (Likely to change in his story)
Gender: N/A. Use whatever pronouns and words you want. Idc.
Physique (Height/Weight): 5'2" 100 lb.
Age: 13

Personality: Alex's biggest quality of all is being naively optimistic and idealistic. They do however keep this on the down-low as much as possible. They like to believe that they are chosen to do some great deed to save humanity from something.

Alex is rather adventurous but also a coward. They seek adventure and are frustrated when they're unable to.

They have very low self-confidence. Another quality is being dangerously forgiving of others. In social conflict, Alex just tends to submit.

Physical appearance: Alex has an average but wimpy build. They have straight ear-length brown hair. Alex's favorite and most common fashion is to wear denim flare jean. Did I say denim jeans? Yes, I did. And what better to go with denim jeans than a denim jacket. It's never actually fastened though as that would be much too warm.

Of course, it wouldn't be too warm if Alex didn't always wear an orange turtle neck with their signature blue feather smack dab in the center. It looks a bit like this. They typically wear brand new Birkenstock sandals.

Strengths: Dumb luck, really solid understanding of story and plot, socially prevalent
Weaknesses: Naivety, cowardly, and submissive.
Fears/Insecurities: Superstitious things happening such as breaking mirrors and certain numbers (tetraphobia and triskaidekaphobia). Especially tetraphobia and triskaidekaphobia.
Likes and Hobbies: Stories and story devices, books, TV, movies/films. Especially the analysis of which. Sometimes music as well.
Dislikes: Bad luck, tragedies, and sad music.

Handle: naturallyBellwether
Typing Style: Standard capitalization and punctuation always. Will use slang quite a bit, but will never cuss or defame. Uses exclamations quite a bit.
Eye color: Blue.
Symbol: A feather.
Guardian: Pop. Their father.

God Tier Title: Bard of Doom
Land: Land of Cards and Rooms
Derse or Prospit: Prospit
Strife Specibus: Swordkind
Fetch Modus: Fate deck - Will only allow you to take things out when it's destined to be used.

Other: Dead.

Hope Chroane ((he finish))

Full Name: Hope Chroane
Gender: Male
Physique (Height/Weight): Hope stands at 5'11" and weighing in at 220 pounds.
Age: 17

Personality:

Hope is the kind of person that will do their best to break any rule imposed on them, so long as it doesn't harm themselves. He is an optimistic rebel who does whatever he wants, whenever he wants.

Well, he's not entirely optimistic. He is optimistic for whatever he strives for, being some form of change, while he is pessimistic about whatever situation he is currently in. He will do his best to inspire whoever he can to join him, and if he can't, he'll just fly solo.

He has a big issue with any sort of authority. When a police officer tried to break up a fight between him and somebody else, he ripped the taser from the officer and used it on her, since they were trying to impose some form of rule on him. In fact, he's had quite a few run-ins with the law, and as such, his name is something people would rather not hear.

He has never been known to give up. He might slow down, but he has never stopped in all of his life. If you can't jump over the hurdle to get past it, you can still go under it, around it, or, his favorite, smash right through it.

He doesn't see the issue in some of the things he does and why they could be wrong, and will do pretty much whatever it takes to get to where he wants to go. He is ruthless, and will use whatever and whoever he needs to to get where he needs to be.
This isn't to say he's completely heartless, he won't use and throw away people unless he sees it necessary. He is a compassionate person, but he is always going.

If you've got a limitation but he sees a use for you, he will do his absolute best to destroy that limitation. Even if he forcibly makes you a martyr, and you have second thoughts. He will literally kick you off a building if it'll further his goal.

Even his own limitations mean nothing. If he needs to burn himself alive to get his message across, he will do it, with only a bit of hesitation.

In a way, he is the embodiment of both chaos and neutrality - He goes on a whatever he feels is right, without really thinking too much about it. He is rather unpredictable, and on a whim, could jump off the bridge he was just attempting to cross.

Hope is passionate to the point of violence. Above all, he believes in freedom, whatever the cost be. You could argue that he himself is entropy in a living, human form.

Physical appearance:

You might think that with his weight he appears bigger than most, but you'd be wrong. He's dense and spread out. He has a softer, more feminine face, but you can still tell that he is a he, even through the multiple piercings. The right half of his head is shaved and he maintains it, although the other end is just an inch from touching his shoulder. Said hair is also dyed the same green as his eyes.

In terms of clothing, he usually wears a black t-shirt with his symbol on it, and over that a flannel, and above that, a sleeveless denim vest. His pants consist of a ripped pair of jeans. He wears black, heavy-duty boots, and spiked bracelets around his wrists.

Strengths: Really no limits, jack-of-all-trades, able to inspire people.
Weaknesses: Disgusted by limits, master-of-none, not actually all that strong for his size.
Fears/Insecurities: Authority. He fears any sort of authority, for the power they hold and can abuse.
Likes and Hobbies: D E S T R O Y T H E S Y S T E M
Dislikes: How feminine his own name is, politics ((despite him being a sort of politician himself))

Handle: imperialEradication
Typing Style: IE: Smoldering flames and rubble are all that will remain.
Eye color: Seafoam #17d193
Symbol: That one riased fists people use to be "cool anarchists" but end up being edgy twats instead
Guardian: Sister Mary

God Tier Title: Prince of Doom
Land: Land of False Kings and Infernos
Derse or Prospit: Prospit
Strife Specibus: Pistolkind and Molotovkind
Fetch Modus: Name pending - A gasoline-coated package that has to be burnt away to reveal the item inside.

Other: he's my edgeboy. he himself may not be edgy, but i tried to make him sound as half-edgy as possible just because i could.

Earl Pitsmoore

Full Name: Earl Pitsmoore
Gender: Male
Physique (Height/Weight): Taller than average and sturdy, with good bone structure and posture
Age: 16

Personality: (ENTJ) To those around him, Earl is a kind and charming. He reaches out to those who look like they need help and generally just makes a good name for himself, intent on good first impressions and keeping himself on good terms with the right people. When it comes to his mind, Earl is strong and driven, passionate about things he likes but strangely sadistic about things he doesn’t care for. He’s ambitious for power, but resigned to the roulette of life. He often doesn’t even try if the odds look stacked against him, coming off as overly relaxed and a bit spineless. He doesn’t like to try when he doesn’t know he’ll succeed. He’s outgoing but independent, not relying on the company of others but thriving in their attention. He likes to be the center of attention and likes to be the one calling the shots, a natural leader along with being a good strategist and organizer.
Again, he loves being in a position of authority over others and often pushes the boundaries of it, enjoying the enforcement and design of rules and restrictions. He doesn’t feel as though he needs friends, only keeping them for their usefulness and nothing more. Generally extroverted, he likes to make small talk and get to know people even if it won’t ever go anywhere, if only to make a good impression. The more people get to know him, though, the more they realize how self-centered and cruel he can be -- People tend to stick around him because he’s the cool kid, plus he’s also a huge flirt with a weird animal magnetism.


Physical appearance:

Image:

Earl is taller than most and a sturdy kid, relatively fit but only because he takes gym class more seriously than some. He has relatively welcoming features, an oval face with an aquiline nose and striking eyebrows. His hair is spiked forward from a cowlick that tragically prevents anything but that from looking nice and some gell, blonde but sometimes with strawberry tips. His general dress code is business casual unless he’s on a date or something, sticking to blazers and sportcoats or dress shirts and ties. If he’s not trying to put himself above others on an indirect level, though, he’ll stick to things like turtlenecks and jeans.

Strengths: Independent, logical, efficient, competent fighter, good physique
Weaknesses: Emotionally vulnerable,
Fears/Insecurities: Failure, emotional attachment, being unable to deal with a problem quickly/letting unpleasant things be
Likes and Hobbies: Playing a bit in his electric guitar (rock and jazz music), flirting, critically acclaimed films, ‘dabbles’ in computer programming in his spare time, plans on joining the military
Dislikes: Weakness, emotional situations, being out of his depth

Handle: theGloriousAsshole
Typing Style: He talks with proper grammar and such, but is only semi-formal with the words he uses. Might switch between more conversational verbiage depending on to whom he is talking.
Eye color: Slate (#2c7b66)
Symbol:

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Guardian: Big Bro (possibly deceased)/Goat first guardian if applicable

God Tier Title: ??? of Doom (Muse if applicable)
Land: Land of Suburbs and Circuits
Derse or Prospit: Derse
Strife Specibus: Torch/Crookkind
Fetch Modus: ArrayList Modus- Items are stored using an ArrayList data structure similar to something from Java or C#. It has no set limits to size and any item can be taken out at any time unless the person using it doesn’t understand how to use it. Truly a no-nonsense modus.

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