=>Hawkin Adrnal // Tealblood

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Table of Contents

1 . . . Cert

2 . . . Table of Contents

3 . . . Hawkin Adrnal

4 . . . Lusus

5 . . . Civisect Hiveblock

6 . . . Relationships

7 . . . Images

8 . . . RPS / Battles

9 . . .Inventory

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15 . . . Credits

 

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Name: Hawkin Adrnal
Hawkin - Derived from the famous skateboarder Tony Hawk.
Adrnal - A shortened version of adrenal or adrenaline

Blood color: Tealblood (#01919d)

Gender: male

Symbol: inspired by titanium quartz

Profile:
Hawkin has, since ever he or his lusus could remember, been a troll full of vitality and vigor. The tealblood was born for excitement, the thrill of the ride, and he takes every opportunity to monopolize on this.
His first true love was the skateboard. He took to the hobby like a seadweller to water. This was also when he realized that life was a big movie reel, and it needed its own soundtrack. Having been raised with Popbeats continuous raps, beats, screeching, and melodies quickly became dependent on noise, music specifically. When the tealblood started riding with headphones he watched all of Alternia pass him by in a flash. So little of it mattered when it went by so quickly, it was just him, his beats, and the wheels under his feet.
So while Hawkin loves nothing more than an adrenaline he quickly adapted a very lax attitude. "To each their own," he thought he heard somewhere, at some point. It clicked with him, and has lived by it ever since. You might not always be able to appease everyone, but why not try and have fun along the way?
The exhilaration of existing quickly spilled over into all aspects of his life. Why bother with trivial things like work? He was young, he didn't need to think of a trade yet, all he needed to do was find excitement, and peers to experience it with. Static was one of the first solid friends the tealblood made. The blueblood seemed quite quiet when they first engaged. Hawkin had no problem pushing his sick beats and moves on the other young troll, quickly forming a bond in their mutual interest of adrenaline seeking. Hawkin's pantheon was quick to grow: skateboarding to explosions, rollerblading, social fiascoes, sky diving, there was little that Hawkin wasn't willing or yearning to experience.
After so long living his life alongside music he began to experiment with an instrument of his own, under Popbeats tutelage, Hawkin has started to learn the bass guitar. Something about the low and gruff vibrations it produces resonated with him.
As far as interactions go, Hawkin tries to maintain a tie of fraternity and sorority, often referring to other trolls as: bro, sis, dude, brah, and a slew of other nicknames that he comes up with on the spot for any troll so lucky (or unlucky) to meet him.
Overall the tealblood's life had been rather charmed, using his hemostatus to his advantage when he could, and laughing it off when used against him. To Hawkin, the hemospectrum is just a construct that most trolls live by, including himself. When it calls his life into question he will obey it without question, however, he does not personally view lowbloods as beneath them. If a troll has a zest for life that's all that he cares about. Though, he isn't above using taunts toward lowbloods to goad them into participating in daring feats with him. When the Civisect space tower started fishing for volunteers, Hawkin thought there would be plenty of thrills to be had. He was right, in some manner anyhow.
While the tealblood is in fact fairly easy go lucky, nothing makes him freak out as much as the thought (or Gog forbid the actual situation) of being trapped, or subdued. The loss of freedom isn't something that he would take lightly, or willingly succumb to. Hawkin needs the ability to seek thrill after thrill and live as off the walls as he sees fit. Losing that would be worse than death.

The Civisect Space Tower Incident:
Hawkin signed up for the Space Tower project as a way to experience something new. As construction went about, he tried his best to stay under the radar. He'd do his part of the work whenever confronted, but left to his own devices the tealblood could be found base jumping from the heights of the unfinished tower, or peeking in on the labs just to see what explosive chemical reactions might occur before his eyes.
When the AI started to fight back Hawkin was all too thrilled to take on the challenge of fighting the very mechanism they had been building. With a looong list of tunes on his huskpod he took the tower by storm with Popbeats, doing what damage he could, while his lusus did most of the work.
The accident happened once the trolls failed to reach the AI in time and the entire tower started to go up in fiery chaos. Hawkin found himself enamored with a particularly promising looking explosion on a mid level of the tower. While the more sensible trolls fled the floor, Hawkin meerly retreated to the backmost corner, wanting to see the mechanism give one final explosive hoorah. Unfortunately it was more than he had bargained for. In spite of Popbeats protests and constant tugging, the tealblood witnessed one of the explosions first hand. The damage was much more dire than expected. Shrapnel was sent soaring at him, while simultaneously the floor above him collapsed, caving in on the tealblood. Hawkin was trapped, being crushed, it looked like it might've been his last adrenaline ride. Not being instantly killed, but instead trapped caused his panic to spike drastically. He was on the verge of hyperventilating, his mind wanted out, one way or another. But, no. The tealblood wasn't done, life had just started!! He could feel himself begin to shake from all of the possibilities he'd miss out on, all the thrills he'd yet to see. The boy continued to shake, until the shakes became tremors, the tremors became quakes, and before he knew it the floor that had entrapped him was shattered even further and scattered away. Hawkin was left with some rather impressive scars, but it was time to get out of dodge.
Dashing down the floors he ran into Static who, bless his pump biscuit, had come in search of him. Despite his rather haggard appearance Hawkin assured him that everything would be fine, and pressed on, Popbeats by his side, playing victory tunes for the fact that his charge hadn't perished.
Further down the floors, Hawkin ran into a little greenblood, the poor thing had lost both her arms, and while she looked like she had managed to pick herself back up, the new adjustments to balance seemed a tad difficult. It wasn't too much of a trouble, so the bro helped the dudette gain her balance enough to escape the collapsing tower with him.
Hawkin vaguely remembered seeing Static return to the tower, but was too wrapped up in watching the entire building crumble from afar to think much of it at the time. The tealblood retreated to a safe distance and watched the wreckage unfold, before eventually needing to report to the nearest medical facility. He had been left with several scars, one of which apparently fused his eyelid shut. Adjusting to his new vision was, weird, but not too much trouble for him.

Strengths:

Risk Taker: Adrenaline. Whether it be death defying feats, or risking face in social situations, Hawkin loves the feeling of living on the edge. Ever since he was just a wiggler the tealblood was a risk taker, all in the name of enjoying the ride of Life. This feature often gives him a leg up on gaining new and interesting opportunities and making lasting impressions. The passion for living life to its fullest is at the core of this troll.

Forgiving: Far be it for Hawkin to hold a grudge. Mistakes happen daily, every minute even for some. It's a part of growth, and what's a troll who stops growing? Boring, that's what. It takes a lot to really get under Hawkin's skin, and even when that is accomplished give it a night or two and he's likely to let it go. This trait allows him to keep his social circle wide, and at times even learn from the mistakes of others.

Resilient: With such a strong footing in risk taking, Hawkin has had to be resilient in order to survive. He's an elastic troll, easily bounces back and ready to take on more. A long standing set back is hard to make stick. If he gets knocked down he'll come right back with a grin and thank you. This not only aids his ability to physically recover, but he can also recover from almost any social faux pas with some semblance of dignity.

Flaws:

Needs noise: Hawkin cannot stand the sound of silence. He needs to constantly be surrounded by some sort of noise. This is one of the reasons he always keeps his headphones on him. Life is a big movie, so it needs a soundtrack right? When he is left in complete silence Hawkin begins to panic. Silent written tests, the far country, deep woods, all places the tealblood wouldn't dare spend extended time in.
This ties in directly to his ability to focus on any given task. If there isn't enough sonic stimulation, Hawkin is unable to hone in and stay on task, no matter what the situation is. From something as simple as riding his skateboard down to streets, to something as thrilling as sky diving. If Hawkin were to suddenly lose his sound, or music, he will quickly lose his nerve, often resulting in him crashing and burning, both literally and metaphorically.

Careless: Why worry so much about the details when the bigger picture is spread out in front of you? Hawkin has a tendency of letting things slip through the cracks. His carelessness manifests itself most commonly in a cluttered communal hive-block, forgetfulness, and general disregard of certain nuances when something more exciting is presented directly in front of him. This can cause obvious problems to his physical well-being while seeking thrills.

Unproductive: For all of his interesting qualities, Hawkin contributes little to troll society as a whole. He'd rather live a life filled with adventure and excitement than toil away in some tech firm, or enlisting in the military, or even producing some sort of goods or services as all trolls are expected to. He does what he must to keep out of too much trouble, but he is quick to shirk his responsibilities.

Weapon: Bass Guitar
Once he is old enough Hawkin will wield his bass guitar as a mighty weapon. Or at the least throw some sick chords around as he tries to wail on his opponents.

Tremor Manipulation
Attack style B - novice
Hawkin is able to amplify vibrations throughout his body. Either picking up the vibrations from around himself, or starting them by shaking, he is able to amplify them through his limbs and project them onto the ground, or floor (if he is in a building) to create quakes and tremors. This ability comes in handy for creating new skateparks, while also throwing his opponents off their game and possibly inflicting some sizable damage.
Using headphones helps to get the vibrations going quicker, but are not completely necessary. While this power is still new to the tealblood, he has been experimenting with ways to make it more useful to his thrill seeking nature.  

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Lusus:
Popbeats, or Papbeats, or any other nickname Hawkin is feeling at the time is what his lusus goes by. The creature is a strange little thing (heavily resembling a kodama) though where its eyes and mouth should be, speakers are in their stead.
Popbeats cares very deeply for his kid, but also shares his thrill of adventure and especially the need for a soundtrack to such an exciting life. Hawkin's lusus will often throw down sick beats, or intense orchestral symphonies, whatever the mood calls for. The soundbeast uses its sound waves to protect both itself and Hawkin. Though it may look puny, Popbeats can pack a wallop, especially when underestimated.
While enjoying his sons antics, he does have deep concerns for his mortal well being. This was brought to the forefront of Popbeats thoughts after the Space Tower disaster. Though Hawkin thinks his newfound powers are way too cool, and he would never have traded the dangers for the rewards, his lusus has been on the defensive ever since.  

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Hiveblock:
Hawkin lives in a communal hivestem block in Civisect city. His personal space is often rather cluttered, an organized mess. His home is not so much slovenly as it is just difficult to navigate. Various musical and sports paraphernalia litters his hive, strewn about in whatever fashion he feels is most fitting at the time. Since Papbeats is so tiny, he doesn't much care for the mess one way or another.
It isn't uncommon for Hawkin to get noise complaints from his neighbors, considering that he usually has his stereo or bass amp cranked pretty high. Even at his quietest it remains a dull roar. If he cannot escape the silence in his own hive then what's the point?
Posters line the walls, sheet music lines the floor. To some it may be considered "cool" to others, an unholy abomination of disorganized chaos.  

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Relationships:

Static:
Calida:
Tzofia:

]]]Will get to this eventually @0@  

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Images:  

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Roleplays:

kid>teen
4 Wheels and a Friend (Hawkin x Static) [ ]
My Savior...(Hawkin x Calida) [ ]
Good Vibrations (Hawkin x Deimos) [x]
The City (Hawkin x Mesnei) [x]
The City the Sequel (Hawkin x Mesnei) [ ]
First Case (Hawkin x Philip) [ ]
How Sporty (Hawkin x Avvisi) [ ]
Bloodfest 2017 [x]  

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Inventory:

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Credits