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Player
Name: Tora
Livejournal Username: grigiastro
E-mail: therainystate@yahoo.com
AIM/MSN: samba69kun / mukuroraptorsama@live.com
Timezone: PST
Current Characters in Route: Soul Eater Evans
Character
Name: Equius Zahhak
Series: Homestuck
Timeline: Taken from after Alterniabound
Canon Resource Links: Equius on the MSPA Wiki | Trolls | The comic
Affiliation: Breeder. Most definitely a breeder. Jogger for the change of clothes.
Personality: Equius is very .... disturbed. Well, more than that. He can be just downright gross and creepy. He has a great many of fetishes, and I am not going to go into many of them, other than listing them off possibly at some point in the future maybe. Such as sadomasochism. Which I'm also not going into, but that is definitely a noticable one. Equius is a firm believer in the way his society works --- rank in his culture is detirmined by the color of your blood, in the pattern of the rainbow, with purple being top and red being bottom. He is personally disgusted by all that has less than green blood, and even some greenbloods disgust him. Equius believes that not only are highbloods allowed to order "gutterbloods" around, but they have to as part of their culture. He, himself, is a blueblood, and thus holds himself high above most of the others, using superfluous and highfalutin' vocabulary while speaking.
He also has the worst temper among all bad tempers. All of them. Because of his oulandish strength (he can't even eat or drink without destroying his cutlery or dishes, and a gentle pat on the head would cause you to bruise), he ends up breaking a lot of things without meaning to, which sends him into a flying fit of rage. Such as when he was just trying to drink his milk. His RAGE evaporated the spilled milk quickly. One of the only ways for him to calm himself down is to BREAK MORE STUFF. Which accounts for all of the, well. The broken stuff around his hive. He's brilliant enough to build tons and tons of robots, but the only thing he uses them for is to quickly DESTROY THEM in a fit of rage.
He has an appreciation for fine art, but it tends to be very disturbing pictures of well endowed and nude musclebeasts, flaunting their strength.
Strengths/Weaknesses: Well, first, he's a super strong freak. He can rip the heads off of giants with a single punch. And he can also STRONGJUMP (which means he can jump INSANLY HIGH), and that probably means he can also STRONGRUN, though we've yet to see something like that one. He's also extremely intelligent, being able to build robots on his own. Delicately, of course. Otherwise, he'd crush the parts.
Because he's so strong, however, he must be particularly careful not to crush the things he touches, or to not harm the other trolls. He's also easily persuaded into things, as long as it's an "order".
Pokemon
Starter: Most definitely a Ponyta.
Password: French toast! Mmmm, yum yum.
Samples
(Please note that both samples must take place in Route_29’s setting.)
First Person Sample:
[The rarest of all video feeds clicks on --- Equius, in all of his highblood, most likely sweaty, glory, appearing on screen.]
...
[He's got a bit of a problem. And he's not quite sure how to word it --- text is always so much easier to communicate in.]
You, red bloods --- errr, humans. I must inquire about something.
Well, you see, I quite definitely think I understand exactly how your mundane society works.
However, I still am pondering over the quandry that is how you rank yourselves among your peers.
If it's not the color of your blood, what exactly is it?
Third Person Sample:
Some sort of higher power than his own must really dislike him. He's already decided this. But it's much more apparent now, now that he's taken a good look at himself in the reflection on his deactivated pokegear. An uncanny face, but peach, and hornless. His glasses remained broken, but his teeth seemed to have all grown back in.... albeit much shorter and less threatening. Human teeth, he's sure.
"Well, this is... certainly not what I had in mind when I agreed to Nepeta's 'change of pace'."
He removed his bag, sitting down to sift through it's contents. Ah --- freshly laundered towels. He makes note of which pocket they're in, as he's sure he's going to need those at some point. The smaller one is already adorning his shoulders, however, so he makes note to ask for others as well. There's also food packed, from that women that referred to herself as 'mom' --- however, she did not resemble the mother at all, so he's definitely inclined not to believe the human. Even though her cooking does, indeed, smell delicious. Soap, extra clothing (also a plus!), and.... what are these, exactly? He takes the pokeballs from their pockets. Ooganibombs, they look like. Something from one of Tavros's "fun pretending games". He definitely does not need things like that, especially since it's mostly those of lower blood that play with them, so away they go --- tossed unceremoniously over his shoulder, only for one to pop open on the ground behind him.
The small, flaming horse Pokemon trots up to him, knowing who it's trainer is. Equius continues to search through his bag unaware, until it neighs. He looks behind him, and --- could it be!?
A flaming musclebeast! Look at it's finely toned muscles, the majestic flaming mane crackling in the wind, it's earth trodden hooves...
Suddenly this game has become a lot more appealing to him.