User:Svarki Vlasta

BE THE GUY
Your a loner of sorts, steering clear of all in the HIGHBLOODED casts. You are fiercely independent and have cared for self from an young age. You can accomplish anything, literally is like your magic fucking power. You are extremely misunderstood and come across as an asshole on all occasions, mainly because your an anti-social tard, far form the social butterflies you've come to stalk

No, not like that, you physically watch people, becoming intensely, engrossed in the way in which they life their lives. You write fan fictions about them sometimes, you'd never tell a single soul of coarse, but than again it's not like anyone gives two shits.

You are in fact a strange and fucked up individual. There is a much deeper side to you, than what you depict of your shenanigans of physical violence, on your well maintained web-comic and blogs. Your not a total freak you do enjoy the emotions of others, pain however is the only one you ever manage to indulge though. You find it hard to interact and sometimes express your self through poetry, not slam poetry your fucking awful at it.

You sorta like to play with dead things and no your not a necrophiliac, your an amateur taxidermist, you collect dead things, preserving them in strange liquids, to occasionally make paints or just stuff the fuckers. You sometimes dissect them out of curiosity of coarse.

Your name is Svarki Vlasta, you are 8 and half solar sweeps(17 years old).Your zodiac sign is that of Pluto.You are of noble blood, your blood colour being a dark cerulean blue(002538).

BOOHOO

You fucking hate your HIVE more than your own awkward tendencies and so you lurk in the shadows like a rapist, of a certain Hive stem reeking havoc on the LOWBLOOD inhabitants. Your not an ass, you do it for a reason and that reason is why you wear the mask. When you were just a wee wriggler of 2 sweeps, the LOWBLOODS from this hive stem, attacked your HIVE and your beloved LUSUS. Burning it to the ground in a matter of seconds, and using there physic abilities, forced your LUSUS to eat it's self. They even made you watch and then thrust you into the blaze. When you managed to escape, you found your LUSUS, still alive but so badly wounded, you had to finish her off.

You sort of hated her, but still she was the one who raised you for a while a least, actually fuck that, she was huge bitch. Literally. Sometimes you think you see her out of the corner of your eye and when you look she's gone.

SOME OTHER USELESS SHIT

You are the sex, according to the perverts you regret talking or even trying to up hold a conversation with on TROLLIAN. You are extremely tall, I mean Jegus Christ, 3 meters tall. You tower over all you meet. You are neither obese of anorexic, you'd call it stick-ish, if anything. Your hair has a natural blue hint to it, which you kinda hate. You are consumed with how you look ever since the accident. Dressing rather fashionable for a TROLL. You tend to not wear your sign, everyone knows who you are because of that stupid fucking mask.

Your "FETCH IT" FETCH MODUS is a fucking balls, you think you broke it, you wish you could get your hands on something else. Your shit physically flies right out of the it, every time you go to retrieve something. It drives you fucking insane. You have some form of weird OCD and everything has to be organised in your own special way.

You figured your dangerous enough as it is and don't really carry weapons, though if pushed into hand to hand combat you tend to bite. Due to your broken FETCH MODUS you have multiply STRIFE SPECIBUS, some of which are TEETHKIND, FISTKIND, SHITKICKERKIND and the list of absurd shit goes on and on and on.

Your troll tag narcissisticTerror and you speak  "In hushed tones, an almost whisper that stops people in there tracks. Your language is usually extremely FUCKING colourfull. You type in caps when you curse."