Post by childishAccreditor on Jul 13, 2016 3:09:28 GMT
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 | ❛❛ Fear not newborn. For we have been one in the beginning, and we will be one in the end. / Blessed are the colorblind, for they are closer to seeing the truth. - The Blue Voice, ShellCore Command childishAccreditor 7 sweeps || troll || male || 670000 |
PERSONALITY TRAITS ✔ Capable at getting to the point, excellent at carrying through specific goals, great observer, actually tolerates Sburban 'living', will actually listen ✖ Virtually unable to give a shit about nonthreatening things beyond noticing them unless it is enjoyable to point of being virtually an apathetic automaton, terrible taste in friends and lovers, difficulty putting up with that which is irrationally hated, likes annoying accordion music, unwilling to put up with too many options preferring to slice through it instead, randomly prejudiced about certain entertainment series LIKES/DISLIKES ✔ waitWhat, creative people, the aspect of Joy, carpeting, drones, synthesizer and classical music, Warhammer40k, the voices of the dead, ShellCore command ✖ being forced to listen to irrelevant things for extended durations, being unable to move something in the way, being reminded of the past, a large quantity of ultimatums in rapid succession, random prejudices other than his own OVERVIEW Fusce pretium iaculis arcu sed pretium. Phasellus vel ornare mauris. Suspendisse maximus odio vitae elit lacinia aliquet et eget felis. Etiam id dolor ultrices, tempus felis at, consequat nulla. Proin ornare pulvinar semper. Infect but if you could ship him with Numbers and he was much more blunt. Also a troll. | STATS ✪ GENERAL Name: Cluont Achsah Symbol: An infected shellcore Strife Specibus: Bladekind, gunkind, dronekind Fetch Modus: Wallet Instrument: Synthesizer, though usually a theremin Ectobiological Guardian:Txaclo Thrjgy, could've-been Dame of Mind. Lusus Naturae: Dire Ram, but you spent way too much time watching the imperial drones Number of Sessions: 4 ✪ FIRST SESSION Classpect: Ward of Joy Moon: Prospit Medium: Land of Beasts and Storm Kernelsprite: Baleofhayramsprite Coplayers: waitWhat, tbd ✪ CURRENT SESSION Classpect: Guard of Mind Moon: Prospit Medium: Land of Silicon and Crystallization Kernelsprite: Shieldfolksprite (shield + replacement guardian) Coplayers: Slower Than You |
| ❛❛ I'll bury you with a carpet of flowers. -Cluont |
> ENTER NAME. Your name is ___, and this is where your bio goes. Remember to include details about your APPEARANCE, INTERESTS, and your TYPING STYLE. You are CLUONT ACHSAH. You do not give a shit. Even absolutely overwhelmed by the power of JOY as a Ward, you found it hard to care about much outside your window of interest. You took to the deathgame like you were born from it, which you were. The dead found no reason not to tell you this, and the flowers agreed. You look like that picture some machine rendered of you, you guess? Nobody wants to talk about that thing, nor why it put your monocle glass on backwards. You are a BURGUNDYBLOOD NECROMANTIPSION, a position that has put you in tangental contact with the OTHERS, since they are the people who supply souls for rent in the Medium these days. You were approaching matespriteship with waitWhat in your native, a development which failed due to the DOOR. Goddamn replay, denying you godhood. Your interests include STRIFING, NECROMANCY, JOY as both an aspect and feeling, GAMING, and the OCCULT in general. Also WAITWHAT, since you like him. A lot. Romantically. In the flushed quadrant. You type like a completely normal person with spelling and grammar when speaking for yourself, but usually USE CAPSLOCK WITHOUT WARNING WHEN SPEAKING ON BEHALF OF OTHER PARTIES, SUCH AS THE DEAD, IF SUCH A THING IS NOT DIRECTLY QUOTATIVE IN NATURE. Sometimes you will even CHANGE COLOR for the occasion, silly you. |
| ooc name: Nedben |
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"Okay so
"Silicon" here is the Mind-y word, and it means:
1) A lot of the surface of the planet is metallic silicon
2) It has a lot of apparently useless, mostly unpowered, generally aimless circuitry in the ground and everywhere on the land
3) Big-ass quartz crystals (silicon dioxide)
That ties with crystallization, of course
The silicon keeps reacting with the oxygen in the air and creating quartz crystals that slowly grow with time, engulfing stuff
The crystallization also refers to ice. It's a very cold planet.
So, to sum it up
1) Metallic silicon ground
2) Quartz crystals that slowly form
3) Ice
4) Transistors and stuff for no apparent reason
You got it?" -EZ
"Okay so
"Silicon" here is the Mind-y word, and it means:
1) A lot of the surface of the planet is metallic silicon
2) It has a lot of apparently useless, mostly unpowered, generally aimless circuitry in the ground and everywhere on the land
3) Big-ass quartz crystals (silicon dioxide)
That ties with crystallization, of course
The silicon keeps reacting with the oxygen in the air and creating quartz crystals that slowly grow with time, engulfing stuff
The crystallization also refers to ice. It's a very cold planet.
So, to sum it up
1) Metallic silicon ground
2) Quartz crystals that slowly form
3) Ice
4) Transistors and stuff for no apparent reason
You got it?" -EZ