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 Posted: Thu Jun 11, 2015 9:18 am
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Posted: Thu Jun 11, 2015 9:26 am
 Name: Robin Attewood Nickname: Rob Anybody, which is actually his stage name Gender/Pronoun: Male (hetero, for the most part), he/him Age: 20 21 22 23 24 25 26 27 28 29 Birthday: 14 April 1995 Sign: Aries Gemstone: Diamond Blood Type: O- Fav. Food: Absolutely loves Indian cuisine. Tandoori, vindaloo, even chicken tikka masala (which is boring because EVERYONE likes chicken tikka masala). Hated Food: Lobster. Lobsters freak him out. GIANT BUGS. Not fond of crab, shrimp or crawfish for the same reason. Occupation: Guitarist and frontman for Torgo, a Celtic-fey-punk band (he calls it "Pict-punk" XD). Founded by Rob in London when he was 16, it exists at the moment as Rob + pick-up musicians for live performances, just Rob on recordings. He would love to find permanent band members here in Destiny City, if anyone can put up with him. Hobbies: Musical prodigy: He's a multi-instrumentalist: guitar (he has a collection of three Gibson Les Pauls and a John Lennon acoustic that's his baaaby), bass, drums (kit and hand-drum), and various fipple flutes like the pennywhistle. And he sings, for certain values of singing. Screaming, mostly. He's one of those people who can pick up just about any instrument regardless of whether he's played it before and in a matter of minutes make music with it. The exception is keyboard; there are just too many keys and he doesn't have the patience to pick out anything more difficult than "Chopsticks". Wait til he discovers bagpipes. Rob the Builder: Believe it or not, Rob actually owns a house! It's a small semi-detached (duplex) Victorian in the arts district, in which he has set up a personal recording studio and has planted the BEST secret garden in the tiny narrow back yard with the help of his mum. (His parents live next door in the other half of the duplex.) The previous owners last decorated the house in the 70s, so it's in a constant state of renovation as time and finances permit. He's actually quite the Mr Fixit, in keeping with the punk DIY aesthetic, and prefers to do much of the work on the place himself because he doesn't trust contractors. So far he's got the foyer, living room, and one of the three bedrooms done, as well as the basement studio. Virtues: Head for business: Rob has a naturally logical mind and a distrust of people trying to take advantage of him. He hasn't hired a manager for Torgo because in his opinion he doesn't need one. He has managed the band and his career pretty damn well, truth be told, despite the revolving door filled with former band members. Everything concerning the band management -- financials, bookings, hirings and firings, organizing CD production and swag vendors -- is handled by him. In fact, he is actually considering starting his own record label, not just for Torgo but for other punk bands in Destiny City. I got your back: Rob really is a good guy, for what that's worth; good in the sense that he doesn't do evil, and even if he does take the piss out of friends or winds them up perhaps a bit too often, it's not done maliciously. This needs stating because, well, frankly, he's a punk-arse little s**t. He will fight for his friends and their causes as fervently and with as many fists and head-butts as he fights for his own. Once he realizes his friends have causes they feel strongly about, that is. He's the kind of friend who will happily play designated driver/babysitter when out partying; he'll wipe your face when you get sick trying to keep up with him (he has the alcohol tolerance of a fratboy) and make sure you get home safely even if he has to carry you there himself. Heart on his sleeve: Rob's passions run deep, whether it's, well, passion or one of his causes. There's a lot in the world he's angry about: the plague of monsters in Destiny City, the destruction of the world's forests, the complete rubbish that passes for music nowadays. Once he discovers something to believe in, he's utterly devoted and dedicated to defending it. Outspoken and blunt, he will LET YOU KNOW AT FULL VOLUME PRECISELY HOW HE FEELS, DAMMIT. And it's okay if you hold a different opinion, it really is! Just don't be an arse about it and you'll get along just fine with him. Flaws: I want it NOW: Rob is incredibly impatient with people and situations, with poor impulse control on top of it. He can behave like Veruca Salt when he's at his worst. He has worked hard to get to where he is and he makes no bones about ensuring everybody knows it. Aggressive and ambitious, the world as he sees it revolves around him. There's no real arrogance here, despite all appearances; it's more an innate self-assurance combined with occasionally forgetting there are other people in the world. He's working on reining himself in with only marginal success. My way or the highway: If you were to look up "control freak" in the dictionary, you'd find a picture of Rob, looking surly. As noted above, Rob refuses to hire a manager for the band -- more than just Rob being confident in his own management abilities, he doesn't want anyone else to have that many fingers in the metaphorical pie. There's no doubt Rob is the leader of Torgo, and when there are more members than just him, he rules the band with an iron fist. In true punk fashion, he wears his defiance and fierce independence on his sleeve. Nobody tells HIM what to do without risking a head-butt! No wonder he can't keep band members. FIGHT FIGHT FIGHT: Rob generally doesn't pick fights, but it doesn't take much to pick a fight with him -- he will stomp around like a bantam rooster with a chip on his shoulder the size of a plank, practically begging for someone to knock it off. He's a quarrelsome, belligerent little s**t who would rather throw a punch than argue, though he's pretty good at that too. In fact, it's often his mouth that gets him into trouble that he has to fight his way out of. Rob is a nasty, dirty fighter whose favorite move is head-butting. There is more than a bit of Short Man Syndrome at work here, that need of some men who are on the diminutive side to consciously or unconsciously compensate for their lack of size. Which is ridiculous, he's not even really that short. PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION Eyes: Enormous almond-shaped dark brown eyes that have a definite uptilt at the outer tips, with thick blond lashes and heavy dark blond brows. Hair: A mass of long, wild dark honey blond dreadlocks that hang to the middle of his back, often contained in a ponytail with a few rebellious stray dreads escaping into his face but usually worn loose these days. Face: Oval face with just the tiniest bit of dark blond facial scruff, youthful yet sharp and impish, giving him a slightly fey appearance, with moderately full lips and a straight nose that's slightly rounded at the tip. He has a silver hoop piercing on the left side of his lower lip. Usual expression is a scowl. Skin Tone: Light in complexion with tawny undertones, not quite British pale but close. Body Type: He stands all of 5'7", built wiry and whippy, all lean ripcord muscle and coiled energy, with narrowish shoulders and hips. Clothes: Rob prefers skinny jeans with ripped out knees and subversive indie t-shirts and stompy Doc Martens. He dresses more like one of the Ramones than anything. He wears pretty much the same thing on stage, often foregoing the shirt entirely, and adds painted-on Pictish designs in woad to his skin. When it's cold outside he adds a big beat-up black leather motorcycle jacket with subversive pins and buttons on it, the sleeves painted with blue Celtic knotwork, and a Ravenclaw neck scarf (more because he likes blue than thinking he'd be sorted into Ravenclaw, GOOD LORD NO. He'd be a Gryffindor if anything).
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Posted: Thu Jun 11, 2015 9:28 am
Rob is not a child of the streets, that's for sure. He was born and raised in Kensington, one of London's more posh districts, the only son of Michael Attewood, a doctor, and Charlotte Jones-Huxley, a music professor at London College of Music, University of West London. Little Robin didn't quite grow up with the proverbial silver spoon in his mouth, but he did have a nanny and attended a private boys' school, which might account for some of his rebelliousness. He was a complete hellraiser both in school and out of it, doing it largely because he could. Yeah, he was a bit of a spoiled brat. His natural talent with music was discovered fairly early on in his life and is the only thing that kept him from being completely out of control. Having a musical savant for a son pleased his mum no end, as one can imagine, and she supplied him with whatever musical instruments he wanted to learn -- and he wanted to learn all of them. He was capable with just about everything he picked up and played, too. Instead of becoming the concert violinist of his mum's dreams, however, Rob went in the completely opposite direction. He discovered punk music at age 14 and by age 16 he had put together the first iteration of Torgo with some kids from school, blending punk with classical British and Celtic folk music and folk-rock like Steeleye Span and Jethro Tull. (His mum was happy that at least he had absorbed something other than just punk.) He decided to forego college after he took his A levels in school so he could focus on the band and did everything from writing all the songs to teaching his bandmates how to play their instruments. He himself was the frontman, of course, singing and playing guitar. Torgo scored a few gigs and more importantly sold a boatload of CDs and MP3 downloads, giving Rob his first taste of real personal success. This was cut short when his father accepted a job at Destiny City Memorial University Hospital and the family moved to America and Destiny City shortly after Rob turned 19. The relocation only fueled Rob's general attitude problems, turning him into an even angrier young punk. He's been trying to piece together a solid lineup for the band ever since, relying on his own prodigious musical talents for recordings and an ever-changing lineup of musicians for live performances. He's also taken to busking around DC, doing acoustic versions of some of the band's music as well as some of his favorite trad pieces. Rob has taken a couple of hiatuses back to London, staying at a cousin's vacant flat in Chelsea; first one was for a few months when he turned 21, and the second was for three years when he was 24. During this last trip he reformed Torgo with most of his old mates and had a bit of success playing out. If he hadn't gotten homesick for Destiny City he would have remained in London.
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Posted: Thu Jun 11, 2015 9:29 am
Despite being a diehard punk, Rob has no tattoos and is unlikely to get any because he is violently terrified of needles. Nevermind that a tattoo rig doesn't even resemble a hypodermic needle. He thought he was over his fear when he went to get his lip pierced; he ended up freaking out and punching the piercer in the face.
Rob has been cultivating his dreads since age 14, and "cultivating" is the right term -- his hair is naturally straight with only a slight wave, so dreads don't exactly come easily. He gets them tightened around once a month.
For the blue painted-on designs he wears on his skin onstage, Rob uses actual woad as opposed to indigo dye or some sort of body paint. It takes him at least an hour to scrub the stuff off after a show so it doesn't stain. He grows the woad himself in his backyard garden.
Rob is a big fan of Shakespeare, his favorite play of course being A Midsummer Night's Dream. He is also fond of Much Ado About Nothing. His education hasn't gone completely to waste...
Believe it or not, Rob can actually sing, and sing quite well. While he more or less screams when he's performing with Torgo, he tones it down considerably for busking and belts out acoustic punk songs and trad favorites in a pitch-perfect, slightly raspy dark tenor.
Torgo is named after the satyr character Torgo from the ultra-low-budget horror movie "Manos: The Hands of Fate", most famously riffed on the tv show Mystery Science Theater 3000. This was the first episode of the show Rob saw, and to say it left a lasting impression would be an understatement. random likes: fighting, beer, whiskey, tea, music in general and punk in particular (even likes some pop music), using his Senshi powers to get around town (power up, leap across rooftops to a nearby alley, power down), desserts, animals, forests, cricket (to his absolute horror) random dislikes: coffee, chain restaurants, his alcoholism (he's working on that), the public transit system in Destiny City, cars, football/soccer, most sports actually, using his Britishness for good (his own good, basically), smoking, broken guitar strings
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Posted: Thu Jun 11, 2015 9:33 am
Senshi: Eternal Sailor Puck, Senshi of the Woods Challenge: "Go climb a tree." Attacks: Sailor Scout Attack: Wild Thicket Puck points at his target and calls out the attack name, and a dense patch of forest undergrowth typically reaching about waist-high springs up around the feet of his target, entangling them. The undergrowth, extending in about a 6-foot radius around the target, consists of a tangle of ivy, ferns, shrubs and small saplings atop slippery moss and leaf litter underfoot and has physical mass, making it difficult to move and pursue him. It is still possible for the enemy to use ranged attacks, however, so Puck basically casts it and runs. He has to be within 10 feet of his target to use this; if the target can get outside the radius before the undergrowth appears, it can be dodged. It lasts around 15 seconds before dissipating. He can use this up to twice per battle. Super Sailor Scout Attack: Wild Copse Puck points at his target and calls out the attack name, and a dense patch of forest undergrowth typically reaching about waist-high springs up around the feet of his target. Along with the undergrowth entangling the target's feet, there are also young trees surrounding them with this attack, acting as a cage. The undergrowth, extending in about a 10-foot radius around the target, consists of a tangle of ivy, ferns, shrubs and small saplings atop slippery moss and leaf litter underfoot. The trees stand about 10-12 feet tall and are spaced so that it is nearly impossible to squeeze one's body between them. It is still possible for the enemy to reach their arms through the trees and use ranged attacks, however, so Puck basically casts it and runs. He has to be within 15 feet of his target to use this; if the target can get outside the radius before the undergrowth or trees appear, it can be dodged. It lasts around 30 seconds before dissipating. He can use this up to twice per battle. Eternal Sailor Attack: Deep Dark Woods With this attack Puck can create an area of wild forest growth. He raises his arms and calls out the attack name; a flurry of leaves appears and surrounds him, and as he claps his hands together in front of him, the leaves scatter and what seems to be a dense forest springs up around anyone within a 20-foot radius, including himself, his enemy, and anyone he has with him. It acts like a pocket dimension, much larger once in it than it appears at first -- so the deeper you go into the woods, the more lost you get in it. The trees, plants and undergrowth have physical mass and can cause actual damage, like scratch you or snag your clothing or trip you up. It is still possible for the enemy to use ranged attacks, although they stand as much chance of hitting a tree as they do of hitting Puck, about a 50% chance. Puck is the only one who knows his way around the woods and can guide you out, so don't wander off or you'll end up just as lost as the enemy. The forest lasts around one minute before dissipating, which gives Puck and anyone with him time to escape or stage an attack on the enemy. He can use this once per battle. Enhancement: Passive Ability: Puck leaves a temporary trail of leaves, briars, and twigs on the ground after him, along with mossy footprints, when powered up. The trail extends for three feet behind him and lasts for three seconds until it dissipates. He won't notice he's leaving this trail until/unless it's called out to him. Enhancement: Senshi Magic: Branch Bash This attack creates an ethereal thick leafy tree branch about five feet long and three inches in diameter in Puck's hands as a manifestation of his magic, shimmering green with a golden glow. Puck calls out the attack name and the ethereal branch manifests in his grasp. He wields it like a cricket or baseball bat and swings it at an opponent, and if it connects it knocks them back about 12 feet. The opponent can dodge the swing. This attack can be used up to three times per battle; it must be used within 15 seconds of summoning or it will disappear. He cannot use it like a quarterstaff to block or fight.
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Posted: Thu Jun 11, 2015 9:39 am
Puck is an inner moon of Uranus. It was discovered in December 1985 by the Voyager 2 spacecraft. The orbit of Puck lies between the rings of Uranus and the first of Uranus's large moons, Miranda. The name Puck follows the convention of naming Uranus's moons after characters from Shakespeare. Puck, also known as Robin Goodfellow, is a character in Shakespeare's play A Midsummer Night's Dream that was based on the ancient figure in English mythology, also called Puck. He is a kind of half-tamed woodland spirit, often depicted as a faun, leading folk astray with echoes and lights in nighttime woodlands. Puck is a tiny moon, blessed with a cool temperate climate. It exists in permanent semi-twilight due to its distance from the sun, the vast blue orb of Uranus providing most of the light. The surface is covered by dense forests of ancient twisting hardwood trees. What wildlife there was were insects, most being tame -- fireflies, huge dragonflies and butterflies, enormous millipedes and pillbug things called mosies used for transportation, caterpillars raised for their silk, stingless bees raised for their honey, small iridescent beetles and crickets kept as pets. The people of Puck, referred to as the Puckish, were a playful folk, resourceful and hardy. They were master bodgers and foresters, making what they needed from the land and cast-off technology from other worlds. Fiercely independent, they lived primarily in small family groups on subsistence farms in small villages interspersed through the forests across the tiny world's surface. The capital city of Arden was itself barely larger than a village. Their homes were treehouses, literally -- enormous living trees cultivated and hollowed out into dwellings of all sizes. On the taller trees, the upper levels were accessible from the outside by stairs formed out of the tree itself or ramps winding through the trees. Even the royal castle in Arden was formed from a massive stand of hollowed-out trees. The Puckish were fairly low-tech, reliant on imported cast-off tech from other worlds which they would then bodge together into whatever it was they needed; this included their space-faring needs, which were limited and patchwork at best. Their energy needs were largely provided by the wind, with huge windmills poking above the forest canopy. Puck was led by a simple hereditary monarchy. Somewhat distrustful of the Moon Kingdom, politically they by and large went how Uranus went -- not that it mattered, as the tiny moon held very little political power. Puck maintained political and trade alliances with Uranus and its other moons. The new Senshi was chosen from amongst the moon's children; following a brief ceremony, they would go on a quest into the sacred woods surrounding the castle to find the Guardian, a giant mosie which would select the new Senshi from those who found it first. PAST LIFEBorn to a mud farmer, Hob Goodfellow was only six when he was chosen out of all the little kids who found the Guardian as the one to take over as Senshi. His family was so proud of him! He was taken to Arden for training, learning the ways of the Royal Court and of magic. The little guy took to it quite well, to everyone's surprise, because he was a bit of a wild child who got into everything he wasn't supposed to. When he turned 18, Hob was sent out on a "see the universe/sow some wild oats" sabbatical before assuming his official duties on his homeworld (such as they were). Almost immediately he fell in with a band of mercenaries out for money, power, and adventure. They proved to be his kind of people. Amongst the mercs, Hob was a drinker and a trickster, fond of jokes and laughing until it was time to bash someone's face in. He was an occasionally grumpy, always foul-mouthed little arse who loved to take the piss out of his fellow mercs (especially Grieve, whom he was inordinately fond of). Still, he was loyal to them to the death, staying with them well past the end of his "wild oats' sabbatical. It took a considerable amount of force to bring him back to Puck to assume his duties as Senshi. He was bitter about it too, right up to the very end. Hob was killed during the final days of the Silver Millennium, defending his tiny homeworld not out of any loyalty to the Moon Kingdom, but out of duty to Puck's people.
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Posted: Thu Jun 11, 2015 9:41 am
emotion_brofist Likes emotion_nope Hates heart Loves OrderEternal Sailor Eros/Sidney James heart "We've known each other since we were little kids. She's my best mate, my housemate, part of my family. I'd do anything for her." Transcendent Knight Pendour/Sadie Avamir emotion_brofist "Sweet girl who really gets where I'm at with my music. Comes to help out in my garden all the time." ChaosGeneral-King Faustite emotion_nope "Flaming shitpile of a Negaverse agent. Oh, and he's a General-King now? Wanker." Captain Chambersite emotion_nope "Arsehole with a knife. I'm sure I'm going to run into him again." Captain Geocronite emotion_nope "I hope he finds the info he wants, and I hope he's a lot nicer purified." CiviliansCatsFaust emotion_brofist "Ballsiest cat I've ever met. Sounds like a 70-year old bluesman. Gotta get some cat treats for him."
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Posted: Thu Jun 11, 2015 9:43 am
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Posted: Thu Jun 11, 2015 9:44 am
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Posted: Thu Jun 11, 2015 9:46 am
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Posted: Thu Jun 11, 2015 9:47 am
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Posted: Thu Jun 11, 2015 9:48 am
05/31/15: won Puck in a LizzyMoo raffle! 06/06/15: got civvie art! 06/11/15: got powered art! and set up journal 06/16/15: updated journal with certs 07/03/15: Puck awakened by Faust! 09/04/15: got first piece of Puck fanart! heart 10/24/15: submitted Puck for growth to Super! 01/24/16: got Super art from Kaori_luv & Shanyume! 05/15/17: got new civvie art from kuropeco! 06/05/21: submitted Puck for growth to Eternal! 07/03/21: got Eternal art from Whimsical Blue! 03/11/22: got new civvie art from Bronze Coffee! 01/23/24: acquired Passive Ability Enhancement! 02/25/24: acquired Senshi Magic Enhancement!
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Posted: Thu Jun 11, 2015 9:49 am
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Posted: Thu Jun 11, 2015 9:50 am
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Posted: Thu Jun 11, 2015 9:51 am
Sailor Moon © Naoko Takeuchi In the Name of the Moon © Natsube, Kyuseisha no Hikari and all the lovely mods Robin Attewood/Sailor Puck concept © tatterpixie heart Thanks to LizzyMoo, Kaori_luv and Shanyume, kuropeco, Whimsical Blue, and Bronze Coffee for the official art! heart Thanks to all the various artists for the unofficial art!
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