Name: Kursha Vidari
Kursha: From "kursham", Bulgarian for "bullet".
Vidari: From "Vidar", the Norse god of vengeance.
Blood colour: Green-blood
Gender: Male
Symbol: Crosshair
Personality: Vengeance, recognition, control… these are the primary forces driving Kursha; they are what made him who he is: a bratty, but hard-working kid with a strong need to prove himself at the best of times, and a petty, self-centred hypocrite at the worst.
Kursha has what he believes is a strong sense of justice. In truth, he just cannot bear to let go of a grudge. It is simply not in his nature. Besides, who else is going to put in all the effort to ensure that those who wronged him are properly punished - apathetic and tyrannical highbloods? Of course not. It falls to him to take charge and achieve vengeance for himself. Admittedly, there have been a few occasions where Kursha has let an opportunity for retribution pass him by, but those were typically for reasons more having to do with self-preservation than mercy.
Kursha’s sometimes seemingly malicious nature should not however be confused for a lack of compassion. After all, he genuinely believes that his actions are right, or, at the very least, fair. The source of the problem is rather that he gets stuck inside his own head. He has a hard time grasping that not everything is about him. Even so, he has proven himself to be surprisingly empathetic and understanding at times - especially when out from under the critical eye of his lusus.
Kursha lives a dual life of sorts. Around his lusus or highbloods who he similarly strives to impress in his own way, he adopts a ruthless and cold-blooded attitude. He is a bold as brass, certified smart-aleck. By himself, or around those he is comfortable with, however Kursha lets loose. He loves to play around, engage in silliness, and have fun. While he's not much of a gamer, he is highly competitive. Winning is important. Even so, he always plays honestly. He despises cheaters, and if there is one thing that’s guaranteed to set Kursha off, it's people getting ahead with minimal effort.
Kursha's relationship with the hemospectrum is a bit hypocritical to say the least. Although he believes that he has the right to challenge and rise up over the highbloods, he does not think the same for those of a lesser blood than himself. He believes that he is naturally superior and looks down upon lowbloods with the same prejudiced intolerance that he cannot stand; especially those who seem to have accepted their subservient existence. They aren't worth the dirt they walk on. Talk about some messed up logic.
In his spare time, Kursha likes to design traps*, practice his marksmanship, and play pretend. Most often he enjoys playing "soldier" and exploring the mountainside in search of "new species" to dominate, or playing "moobeast ranger". Kursha adores moobeast rangers: grizzled, cigar-smoking trolls, who fight for justice, and drink nothing but hot, black coffee. He has a massive collection of moobeast ranger related paraphernalia: large brimmed hats, bags of unopened coffee (he wants to like it but that stuff is nasty), stirrups, a set of cheap action figures, movies, and so on and so forth. His all time favourite moobeast ranger is the fictional "troll with no name" played by Crinte Westwood. There is no greater troll in existence. Kursha privately dreams of some day becoming a hard-boiled vigilante like his hero.
As much as Kursha enjoys moobeast rangers, the moobeasts themselves are a little... disturbing. They have these sad, drooping eyes that seem to stare into his very soul. Not to mention those loathesome hooves. And sensual leg humps. And the plump, jiggling utters. No creature more disgusting has ever walked Alternia. Not surprisingly, Kursha does not get enough calcium in his diet.
*Kursha prides himself on being a master of traps. He has back-up plans for everything, including his back-up plans.
Strengths:
Patient
“…”
Thanks to his Lusus' vigorous training regime, Kursha is able to sit in one spot completely still, for several hours without complaint. He has become quite adept at subduing any anxious tendencies and focusing in on the task at hand. He does not mind having to repeat himself, nor is he particularly bothered at having to wait up for someone – unless, of course, he suspects malicious intent.
Honest
“Jus[+] [+]rus[+] Me On [+]his.”
There is a very special level of troll-hell reserved for cheaters and liars. Cheating is a sign of weakness and weakness is unacceptable. Gossip is for thoughtless nobodies. Kursha is better than that. He would never stoop so low. Well... maybe not never. He is no stranger to lies by omission, particularly when engaging in the revenge routine. When it comes to revenge though, all bets are off - revenge is seriousness business after all. Acts of retaliation aside, Kursha is exceptionally trustworthy. And he always keeps his promises.
Impassive
“Of Course I’m Fine. Wha[+] Would Make You [+]hink O[+]herwise.”
Kursha has an obsession with weakness – primarily his own. To prevent others from recognising and potentially taking advantage of this, he keeps his emotions on a tight leash… on the surface anyway. He wears a confident grin, and adopts a carefree attitude, regardless of whether he is brimming with confidence or downright terrified. Even on his worst days, he can be difficult to figure out.
Vigilant
“You Can’[+] Fool Me.”
Kursha is good at picking up on the little things. He is highly detailed oriented (sometimes displaying perfectionist tendencies because of this), and while he may be less than interested in others' state of emotional affairs, he is adept at reading them and predicting their next action. He likes to consider all the possible outcomes for a situation and prepare for each of them. He is rarely caught off guard. Whatever task is at hand, Kursha gives his all.
Flaws:
Vindictive
“I Don’[+] Call I[+] Ge[+][+]ing Revenge. I Call I[+] Ge[+][+]ing Even.”
Kursha is a vindictive little s**t. Cross him even once and he will be up in arms. Unfortunately, because he never gives anything less than his one hundred percent, he could quite literally be preparing for combat, depending on the severity of the offence. Worse still, he seems to take everything personally – no excuses. While it may not be that day, that week, or even the next month, Kirsha will one day settle the score. He is capable of holding a grudge for a very very long time.
Rebellious
“[+]oo Bad You Can’[+] Make Me.”
Kursha despises authority. He cannot stand being told what to do – so much in fact, that he will often go out of his way to do just the opposite, even if it is more harmful than beneficial to him. He is the only person in charge of himself and he constantly seeks to prove that. His actions are of no one else’s business. He is more than a little self-indulgent in that respect. Of course, Kursha is not stupid; he knows to back down when his life is on the line. Should he not get his way though, he is a master of hosting pity parties.
Insecure
“I Wan[+] You [+]o Look A[+] Me.”
Underneath his façade of bravado, Kursha wants more than anything to be acknowledged and possibly admired. He refuses to settle for less than the best and has a hard time recognising his own ability unless someone else does first. Thanks to his lusus’ unforgiving expectations, he often feels inadequate. He frequently suffers periods of self-doubt and is easily stressed. His independent nature stems from this, as a desire to prove himself.
Opinionated
“Firs[+] Impressions Are Every[+]hing.”
Kursha has a stance on everything, whether it’s right or wrong, reasonable or stupid. He is quick to judge and ridiculously obstinate when it comes to redacting those judgements. He absolutely hates being wrong, and will continue to fight to prove his point, regardless if his ship is sinking. He does not listen very well to others in this regard. His opinions often lead him to make bad decisions that he regrets later… but of course won’t admit.
Weapon: Rifle-kind
Appearance: In a particularly rebellious phase of his young life, Kursha decided to get tattoos in order to exercise some control over his life... and to potentially piss off his lusus. Needless to say, it worked.
Home: Kursha's hive is located halfway up Busthind Mountain, where it is remote, bleak, and exceptionally chilly. It has been built into the mountain side, using a pre-existing cave for the foundation. The entrance is concealed by a series of tall, hedge stone-like boulders. In addition, a variety of booby-traps have been scattered everywhere within one hundred feet of the front door. Kursha's hive consists of three rooms, and three tunnels. The first tunnel is fairly short; it goes directly from the entrance to the main living space. The room is enormous, with far too much space, and far too little to fill it. Kursha has furnished it with only the bare essentials - he prefers to generally spend more time outside. The second tunnel takes a winding route from the living space to the observatory, armoury, workshop or whatever else Kursha decides to use it as. The room is fairly small, and is only made smaller by the piles of crap he keeps stashed in it. A long, narrow window has been carved through the rock, allowing Kursha a clear view down the mountainside. When not in use, he covers it with a thick, stone-coloured tarp. The final tunnel is the longest. It extends almost straight up - Kursha had to install a ladder - out of the living space to the Colonel's roost, beneath an overhang. It also serves as a potential escape route, though thankfully Kursha has never had to use it.
Lusus: Kursha’s lusus resembles a cross between an eagle and a snake. While she possesses the key features of an eagle - namely the head, the wings, and the talons - her body is disproportionately long, becoming more serpentine near the tail, which is near entirely snake-like save for a few vagrant feathers. She goes almost exclusively by "Colonel", though in the rare moments she demonstrates affection, she permits Kursha to call her Eaglemom.
The Colonel is a proud and vain creature. She expects to be treated with respect; if she is not, she is likely to snap the offender's neck without thinking twice. She is stoutly of the belief a healthy dose of fear does one good and regularly employs intimidation to make a point. She is undoubtedly cruel at times because of this... cruel, but not necessarily unjust. The Colonel has a strong sense of justice. Lawbreakers, cowards, liars, and thieves deserve punishment, which she dishes out regularly. Her emotional detachment allows her to analyse situations without bias and determine the consequences. Unfortunately, she is not one for second chances, so the punishment she deals can be rather harsh.
Honour and power are everything to the Colonel. She has high expectations of Kursha and when he performs badly, she takes it personally. He is after all, a reflection on her ability to train him to be a class A soldier. Predictably, she has higher standards for him than other trolls and will absolutely not tolerate even the slightest of errors. Even aware of his physical, mental and emotional limitations, she mercilessly drives him to surpass them. However, at the same time, she is more gentler towards him than she is others, although this is not always apparent. She grants Kursha her forgiveness when he fails, something she makes sure he is well aware of because next time, she might not be feeling so benevolent. She is also tolerant of his sass although her temper grows thinner with every passing day. To a certain extent, she does care for the troll. She wishes for him to grow into a powerful warrior, feared and respected by all blood colours. She tries her best to impart valuable lessons of strength, both inner and outer, though he frequently frustrates her with his stubborn and rebellious attitude. Even so, her anger would be terrible should anything ever happen to him.
Power: None.
Other: Kursha [+]ends [+]o Annuncia[+]e All Of His Words. He Has An Imperious [+]one And Rarely Ends His Sen[+]ences Wi[+]h Any[+]hing O[+]her [+]han A Period. When [+]yping, He [+]urns His [+]'s In[+]o Plus Signs And Pu[+]s [+]hem In Bracke[+]s So [+]ha[+] [+]hey Resemble Crosshairs.
