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Popiko Pantak

Full Name: Popiko Pantak
Gender: The norm...
Physique (Height/Weight): 5'8
Age: 7 solar sweeps

Personality: Despite suffering absolutely terrible circumstances, Popiko somehow remains relatively active in a social environment. However, when in the privacy of his own home he tends to sulk in his own sadness, not to be confused with depression however. Popiko is an optimist even when sad and will desperately try to find things to cheer him up. He enjoys making friends and helping others yet despises sports as he lost both his horns in a cueball incident...

Popiko will try to help people reguardless of their social class or faction they are affiliated with and will even try to help people when they are physically hurting him, although he will try to ask them to stop. Being a pacifist Popiko is usually ridiculed as a troll and tends to get beaten by superior bloods. If this were to happen he'd simply look up and ask if they would like to hit him again. (Internally, Popiko thinks a change needs to occur... Popiko is a secret member of the rebellion and tries his best to boost moral by tending to wounds and making jokes.)

Popiko isn't like your average optimist as instead of acting like he's having a great day he'll be dry, sarcastic, and kinda pushy. He believes doing this cheers people up as average optimism almost seems too fake. If he accidentally insults someone like this he'll apologize and try to avoid acting this way when around them.

Inner Rage:

Physical appearance: Popiko has shaggy black hair, two stumps of the now broken horns he once had, squinted eyes and long pupils. He has an overbite showing his two canines and his two front teeth... the canines curve away from each other out to the sides of his cheeks. Popiko wears a grey windbreaker jacket, black shirt with his symbol under it, the troll variant of sketchers and grey jeans. Popiko's hair is parted to the left of his head and seems to curve outward.

Strengths: Unending optimism/Inner rage, witty comebacks and musically gifted.
Weaknesses: The mentioning of his missing horns, getting pushed around in romantic relations, almost TOO nice.
Fears/Insecurities: Afraid that his inner rage for the world will break out, and that he'll end up destroying everyone he loves.
Likes/Hobbies: Helping the weak, the past, new wave music.
Dislikes: Those who took his horns from him.

Handle: arithmaticHoliday
Typing Quirk/Color:Always writes a ?! at the end if his sentances, uses no other punctuation except ?! AH: Who are you people?!
How did you all find me?!
Blood color: Rust
Psionic Power: Capable of minor psychic powers (can lift small items and push lightweight objects) and the ability to speak to the dead.
Symbol: The Greek Letter, Phi
Lusus: A large, annoying, loud crow.

God Tier Title: Page of Rage
Land: Land of Oil and Flint
Derse or Prospit: Prospit
Strife Specibus: Shieldkind
Fetch Modus: probably not gonna use this...

Other: Is trying to befriend his nemesis.

Tetrac Garasu

Full Name: Tetrac Garasu
Gender: Male
Physique (Height/Weight): 5'3" / 110 lbs
Age: 6 Sweeps

Personality:  Featuring: The luckiest idiot in all of paradox space! Most things will just go his way whether he actively tries to make them or just lets everything fall into place from the sidelines. It's a true blessing that he has this, yet he lacks the real backbone to abuse it. This being because he understands the dangers of free-thinking and as such, avoids learning more than what he should! A true believer of the caste system with zero thoughts of rebelling!

Although he tries his best to be the star-gutterblood everyone expects him to be, keeping these pent up aggression is definitely not healthy. In times, he'll act fairly passive-aggressive and snarky, but deny all claims of him acting like it. The fear of overachieving also keeps him in an eternal rookie-like state. In essentially everything he does, he tries to act clueless about it. Even If that certain something happens to be his hobby.

Physical appearance:
-Surprisingly muscular, which should be expected by an Alternian-Residen.



Strengths: Good Listener, Dependable, Optimistic (As much as one could be)
Weaknesses: Blind Follower, Bad at keeping secrets, Too restrictive on himself [As in he censors his opinion a lot]
Fears/Insecurities: The fear that all his attempts to stay in line and be a true believer will go to waste. -That and...pretty much anything that flies. He really dislikes things being over him, not that he'd be audible about it anyways.
Likes/Hobbies: Chess, Mechanic Work!, Watching people box [He'd never do it himself.], Occasional Online Gambling [he surprisingly wins a lot considering it's rigged to have most of his money get sucked away]
Dislikes: Hate Propaganda, Secrets, Loneliness

Handle: committedTechnician
Typing Quirk/Color:  
[*]always takes the time to be easy on the eyes, so he makes sure to censor curse words like f**king s*it like this.  / #7f0000
Blood color: Rust
Psionic Power: N/A.
Symbol:
Lusus: Rat-Crow. Th'Pops.

God Tier Title: Heir of Light / Bard of Void
Land: Land of Crystal and Industry
[Underground 'Stock Exchange'. Abusing the copious amounts of materials in the land and the consorts are constantly taking more away. The Denizen responds to this by consuming the entire planet with a thick toxic smoke that covers the skies. -As is the price for turning the land into a industrial hell-hole covered in mines.]
Derse or Prospit: Derse
Strife Specibus: tireironkind

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Fetch Modus: Pocket

[When something is put away, one must feel around for their item. Time consuming]

Other: uh.
alternate sprites

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