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Shirtless Prophet
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Shirtless Prophet
Your name is ELLIOTT BROODMOOR.
Holy ******** do you love YOURSELF. You can't think of anything more STAGGERINGLY AMAZING than YOURSELF. You're just the GREATEST. So what if you're a LAZY ******** who WASTES AWAY HIS LIFE in his SHITTY TORONTO APARTMENT and spends all his time PLAYING THE PIANO?
People tell you that you have a BAD CUSSING HABIT.
Your friends tell you you can be A MASSIVE ******** EGOTIST at times, though really you like to think of yourself as a TALENTED SLACKER with a PRINCELY disposition. While you can be ALOOF and rather DISCONNECTED from your friends, you really do care about them. You don't come off as INTELLIGENT, and you're really NOT, but you're probably the SNARKIEST b*****d IN THE HISTORY OF FOREVER, 5EVER, GG. It might be different if you weren't so LAZY AND CONCEITED, but you like to think you make up for it by KNOWING MORE THAN YOU LET ON.
You have a RAGING MUSIC BONER for OBSCURE ANTI-FOLK BANDS. You also like to use terms like RAGING MUSIC BONER. You pride yourself in your knowledge of MUSIC, particularly THE PIANO. You've been playing FOR AS LONG AS YOU CAN REMEMBER and like to consider your skills A BIG DEAL. Your TIMING is impeccable. CHOPIN and TCHAIKOVSKY are your bros. Other than that, you SMOKE REGULARLY and enjoy WATCHING SHITTY MOVIES, which you find HILARIOUS. Your knowledge of b-grade films is UNMATCHED.
Though you're only TWENTY THREE, your life up to this point has been rather UNEVENTFUL. You grew up in REGINA, SASKATCHEWAN in some SHITTY APARTMENT and lived a boring as ******** life. You quickly developed a fondness for PARTIES and ALCOHOL, and realized that women were incredibly turned on by your skills as a PIANIST. People consider you a bit of a FLIRT. After high school you moved to TORONTO and are going for a FINE ARTS MAJOR. When you're not busy NOT STUDYING and PLAYING MUSIC you tend to WASTE TIME PLAYING ONLINE GAMES WITH YOUR FRIENDS. You prefer YELLOW, and have a fondness for WIND and PENDULUMS. When fighting, you like to use CARDS and organize your inventory with the SIMON SAYS modus.
Your chumhandle is libidinousVirtuoso.
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Shirtless Prophet
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Shirtless Prophet
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Shirtless Prophet
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Shirtless Prophet
Your name is VINCENT DARKAS.
Holy ******** do you love TOTALLY REALISTIC FANTASY MAGES. You're not into that generic "wizard" bull, oh no. You go straight for the jugular and only accept the highest echelon of the magick, and you have plenty of such memorabilia strewn about. Although there's plenty of magick, by far your favorite is DARK ARCANA and the mysterious feel about it. You're also a huge buff for anything REMOTELY SUPERNATURAL and always have a nose for the latest and greatest in NEWS REPORTS OF THE IMPROBABLY UNEXPLAINED.
Your friends tell you you can be AN EGOCENTRIC b*****d at times, though really you like to think of yourself as A CLEARHEADED GUY THAT JUST SAYS IT LIKE IT IS, NO SUGARCOATING INVOLVED. Although, you have to admit you're a pretty INTELLIGENT DUDE regardless of what they spit out. By the same token you always have your FACE IN THE BOOKS and such, making for a decent MAGE if MAGICK EXISTED anyway. It might be different if you weren't so HARDHEADED AND STUBBORN while being a GODDAMNED PHYSICAL WEAKLING, but you like to think you make up for it by being an EXCELLENT PLANNER with your ideas ranging from the BRILLIANT to the DOWNRIGHT DASTARDLY. You have trouble with JUDGING THE WORTH OF OTHERS, and that easily leads you to be called out on how YOU TREAT YOUR 'FRIENDS.' You somewhat GO ON AT A LENGTH about the lot of things, but usually unconsciously. You also have a bad habit of having QUITE THE TEMPER and mostly diffuse it by being CLINICALLY PASSIVE FREAKING AGGRESSIVE.
You pride yourself in your knowledge of TROPES AMONG OTHER LITERACY PARTS, particularly WHAT NOT TO DO WHILE WRITING FANTASY WORK, especially when it comes down to creating the MAGICAL FLAIR. Other than that, you find yourself indulging a whole lot in LAMENTING IN WRITING, ROLEPLAYING WITH YOUR COMPLETELY AWESOME MAGISTER ALTER-EGO and find it A GLORIOUS WAY TO BURN UP TIME. Your favorite color is BLUE-GREEN, ******** and you are often found JOTTING AWAY with some random SIDE-PROJECTS. Obviously, you DON'T GET OUT VERY MUCH.
Though you're only SIXTEEN, you have a knack for anything SPACE-Y AND ASTRONOMICAL, even it doesn't amount much to a hobby. Your life up to this point has been rather STALE thanks to your refusal to BARELY WALK OUTSIDE WORTH A DAMN, and your RATHER SHELTERING, VERY CLOSE-MINDED PARENTS. Assuredly they'd tell you IT'S JUST FOR THE BEST and often CRITIQUE YOUR LACK OF PHYSICAL PARTNERSHIPS. You mostly ignore their chanting, though. NOT SURPRISINGLY you also have a taste for CATS and other CREATURES OF SOLITUDE. You prefer PURPLE, and have a fondness for your SUPREMELY SHITTY MAGIC STAFF and uh, when did you start liking FROGS? Forget it.
Your chumhandle is dissonantGalamancer.
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Shirtless Prophet
Your name is CHANDLER FLEET.
Holy TWATWAFFLES do you love MAKING PEOPLE CRY.
Your friends tell you you can be OFFENSIVE b*****d at times, though really you like to think of yourself as AN OPENED MINDED HUMAN BEING. You enjoy learning new skills and playing with sharp, pointy thingys; what a PAGE-Y thing to do. It might be different if you weren't so ANTI-SOCIAL AND HAD AN AWKWARD FEAR OF GROUND BEEF, but you like to think you make up for it by a STRONG FIST AND A FAST WIT. Though you find yourself more ALONE than around people, you do enjoy talking and chatting with others on PESTERCHUM. You're not as alone as one may think you are.
You pride yourself in your knowledge of TROLLISM, particularly FINDING WEAKNESSES IN OTHERS AND USING THEM AGAINST THE OTHER IN ORDER TO MAKE YOURSELF FEEL BETTER. Other than that, you find yourself indulging a whole lot in RPGS, VIDEO GAMES, PC GAMES AND CREATING NEW WAYS TO MAKE SURE GROUND BEEF IS DESTROYED FROM THE FACE OF THE PLANET, and find it pretty AWE-INSPIRING. You also sit around in your room and think of NEW AND GENIUS ideas of avoiding your older brother who you're forced to live with for three more years. You parents are EXPLORERS and never really come home except for on Christmas. (You really don't mind that though.)
Though you're only FIFTEEN, you're pretty ******** amazing at COMING UP WITH SOLUTIONS, CALCULATIONS OR ANY OTHER NECESSARY s**t TO FIX A PROBLEM. Your life up to this point has been rather LAME considering that your brother is the only one in the house. You can only have a GOLD FISH NAMED LARRY as a pet. You prefer PURPLE, and have a fondness for your AWESOME COLLECTION OF FRESHLY SHARPENED DAGGERS and HORSES. When fighting, you prefer to use DAGGERKIND, and tend to organize your inventory via MEMORY.
Your chumhandle is egregiousCranium.
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Shirtless Prophet
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Shirtless Prophet