Name: Aprife Invasi __~ caprifoliaceae - scientific classification of the honeysuckle family
__~ invasive - pretty self-explanatory
Blood colour: Yellow (#BEBB00)
Gender: Male
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Personality: Whether you meet him on the street or at the door to your hive, it's pretty obvious that Aprife is a busy-body. He enjoys nothing more than pestering and gathering information to fuel the gossip fire that is his thinkpan. When it comes right down to it, he's extremely pushy and somewhat needy. He will get what he wants if it has to do with someone else's personal information. Of course, it won't stay personal for very long in his hands.
However, he's not completely foolish. Understanding society well enough, he tends to keep the bulk of his meddling to other lowbloods and trolls he knows well. Bothering a highblood too much could get a guy culled and, at this point, he's pretty happy with being alive. Now, that doesn't stop him from talking to a highblood or two when the opportunity arises, but he knows when to back off or when to play the obedient kid. Most of the information he keeps on highbloods is obtained via rather stalkerish methods. He likes to think he can be pretty sneaky.
Almost all the information he gathers can be found on both his husktop and in the many notebooks littering his desk. Even though he can come off as crass, he's surprisingly good at writing and spends a lot of his non-invasive time scratching things on paper. Sometimes he even writes little fantasy stories, which he goes to great lengths to make sure no one will ever, ever see. It's one of the few things he actually feels some embarrassment about. Aprife is not easily flustered otherwise, as noted by an ease in blowing off insults and other such debby-downer moves that have been used many a time to try and get him to go away. In fact, a lot of things seem to roll off him like water off a duck's back. He's the type to bend in the wind, adapting well to change and taking every day in stride.
Another of his quirks almost as ingrained as being annoying is caring rather fully about hygiene. Oftentimes he has a strange, but gentle, flowery scent about him. It's almost like a way to make up for always being around whether he's wanted or not. In reality, he really just dislikes being dirty. His hair may look a bit messy, but that doesn't mean he (or his hair, he would have you know) is at all unclean.
When left on his own for too long, Aprife gets antsy and extremely uncomfortable. Social by nature, he feeds off of other people and doesn't do well left to his own devices. Loneliness spawns nervous laughter and frantic bouts of writing, along with the bothersome buzzing of his lusus around his head.
Strengths: What is that even?
__~ giving - Despite a great love for receiving, he's not at all above giving, too. Be it an offering of time, attention, or even something material, Aprife is ready and willing to stick around and hear you out, so don't be afraid to ask. Especially if it's an interesting situation. But-! Even if it isn't, he'll at least smile and nod and tell you how great that is if it seems like that's what you need. He's such a good guy like that.
__~ flexible - Even when things don't go his way, Aprife is fairly good at adapting to any situation. Changes in environment don't faze him beyond acknowledging the switch-ups. And having people throw things in his face without warning is more of an entertainment than a burden. Samey things are less interesting, right?
__~ inventive - In the ever-changing environment he sets up for himself, Aprife has gotten pretty good at coming up with new ideas on the fly. A lot of the time this is simply reflected in his writings, many of which her purposefully hides. However, his nimble thought processes have come in handy for making up excuses when he gets in trouble, for helping him convince a new 'friend' to spill some of the beans, or even for making up games to pass the time. It could even one day prove a decent ally in a combat situation, as well.
Flaws: Probably too many.
__~ invasive - He likes to know all of your business. All of it. Aprife is an extremely nosy gossip and doesn't really seem to care if he reveals someone's deep, dark secrets. In fact, it's pretty funny. Besides always looking for information, his pushiness knows no limits. He's been seen barging into other Troll's hives without invitation to poke around or crash when he's too wired to just go home already. Giving him what he wants doesn't seem to help much, either. He's always pestering for more.
__~ loud - Aprife likes to be heard. Thanks to this, and probably just a little carelessness, he doesn't appear to have an 'inside voice.' He'll shout if someone is sitting literally the next chair over. This also happens to be the way a lot of secrets get out. Talking to him in public about anything secret is probably not the best idea.
__~ uncommitted - Flighty, one could say. It's considerably difficult to get Aprife to commit to anything beyond his daily busy-bodying habits. In fact, that seems to be one of the few things he's willing to persevere towards. He likes stuff to change and stay interesting and fresh. Committing means stagnation. How tiresome! Sometimes this can make lasting relationships a bit difficult.
Weapon: Whipkind
__~ wields a 6-tailed scourge known as Halliana
Appearance: "==> View that guy."
__~ physical - average height, but considerably scrawny; looks like he could easily be knocked over
__~ expression - usually a smile that says he knows something pretty awesome
__~ horns - long and horizontally curved, pointing outward
__~ hair - some kind of scraggly mixture of dreads and loose strands
__~ clothing - yellow turtleneck under black t-shirt with honeysuckle symbol; dark gray jeans; yellow converse shoes
Home: A communal hivestem in the busy part of New Hemisect City. So many people to bother, so little time.
__~ The inside of his hive is small and rather messy. While Aprife doesn't actually own much, he keeps it everywhere with no particular order. Sometimes he'll even make a game out of finding things he thought he lost. The only organized space seems to be his desk, where he keeps his husktop full of the juiciest gossip. For some reason, he also likes to write it down, and has stacks of notebooks detailing his neighbors' habits like some kind of creepy little stalker.
Lusus: Bumblesuckle - About house cat sized, he's a mixture of a bumblebee and a honeysuckle flower.
Power: None
