PLAYER INFORMATION

Name: Elle
Journal: evildoers
Contact information: [AIM] Got Materia, [Plurk] evildoers
Other characters: Gino Sora Flynn. Staff: Nanami and Recette.
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CHARACTER INFORMATION

Name: Equius Zahhak
Age: 13 in your earth years
Canon: MS Paint Adventures
Canon point: post- [S] Equius: Seek the highb100d, including some dream bubbles.

Personality:

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Weapon:

Name: Edward

Form: A white towel.

Upgrades:

• Elemental - Water (Causes the weapon to constantly emit droplets of water.)
  
• Ability - Shattering Blow (Strikes with this Weapon have a 10% chance of breaking the opposing weapon outright.)
  
• Boost - Strength
  
• New Ability - Blackout (Everything/everyone fighting on the side of the wielding Player is immune to any scrying-type Abilities)
  
• Ability - Friendship Is Magic (All stats become stronger relative to the bonds of friendship between the Player and their Weapons.)

Lost memories:

• Which symbols denote the bow and arrow in his typing quirk
  
• That Aradia was ever a rustb100d.
  
• How to lay down sick beats.
  
• The exact number of robots he built and subsequently destroyed.
  
• The word 'towel'.
  
• Anything directly about his ancestor.
  
• That all humans have red blood.
  
• How Gamzee killed him (strangulation)
  
• What his feelings jam pile was made of.
  
• The taste of lusus milk.

Personality for real this time:

Equius Zahhak is... complicated. Yes, that's probably the most tactful way of putting it. A less kind way would be to say he is both disturbing and highly unstable, with a considerable side helping of 'creepy as fuck'.

Simply talking to him for a short length of time, preferably from some distance away, you would be left with the impression that Equius was an uptight, aloof young man with a huge superiority complex and a total hatred for any kind of foul language. His speech is controlled, with an impressive vocabulary and an idiolect reminiscent of old nobility. It's appropriate, because Equius possesses the blood colour of troll aristocracy, and takes that very seriously indeed. He takes a lot of things very seriously. Like nude musclebeast portraits, slam poetry, archery and the fetishizing of failing in it, and viciously destroying hordes of killer robots.

It's when you talk to him for more than five minutes at a time, or when you're within sight and smell of him, that you start to realise you've made a horrible, horrible mistake.

Whilst he's undeniably brilliant, with a wide variety of hobbies on the highest end of the spectrum of respectable troll pasttimes as befitting a troll with royal blue blood, he is cursed by that same position on the spectrum to possess no stability of character whatsoever. This usually manifests in fits of rage, which are terrifying when you consider that the guy's key ability is his absurd strength. Sorry, STRENGTH. And his strength often causes accidents or problems, which further fuel his anger, which further fuels his strength... He's not exactly the most stable troll in the universe. He's not the least, either, far from it, but still. He can't touch anything without breaking or bruising it, depending on the thing, unless it has been specifically engineered or bred or alchemized to withstand him. And this makes him FURIOUS.

It's a good thing he has Nepeta to calm him down-- oh, right, she's not in Rakuen. Welp. In that case, the only way he can vent his rage is through acts of staggering and unnecessary violence. This is why his horns are broken, his teeth are broken, his glasses are broken...... most of those can be replaced or regrown, but still. He gets into a lot of fights.

That's not the worst part of his instability, though. Oh no. The worst part is his inner, agonising conflict about the domination and subjugation inherent in the blood caste system, and his subsequent unsatisfied homicidal lust. It's almost absurd that he's the troll who insists most stringently on such things as politeness and morals, when he's also the one with the most unnerving fetishistic hobbies and creepy behaviour. For example, when enraged, confused or thinking too hard about one of his hobbies, he tends to sweat a lot. A lot. It means he tends to smell really, really bad.

I mentioned he takes this aristocracy thing seriously. Well, he does. He believes firmly in the blood caste system - that your blood colour denotes your personality, your rank in society, the activities you should enjoy, the people you should talk to... they are the 'deciding behavioural factors' of all of troll culture. As far as he's concerned. He'll be subservient to those of higher rank - higher blood for trolls, or just rank for other species provided they can prove it - and dismissive and derogatory towards those of a perceived lower rank. Peasants, basically. He hates them. They're rude, loose of morals and filthy of blood. Ugh.

Except he's a little confused, and more than a little inverted. It's so shameful to obey a lowblood or command a highblood that he takes a perverse, guilty kind of pleasure in it. It's disgusting, he knows that, and yet he can't help himself. As much as doing something so wrong upsets him, it also arouses him, and he finds himself addicted to seeking such situations as much as he tries to set up situations in which he can fill his true role.

Sample:

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