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player information.
name: Steph
are you over 18?: Yes.
personal dw: Susrien
email/msn/aim/plurk/etc: MSN: Susrien
AIM: Susrien
Plurk: Susrien
characters in abax: None
in character information.
series: Mspadventures Homestuck
name: The Psiioniic a.k.a The Helmsman
age:1771 Alternian Solar Sweeps, or approx. 3837 years old.
sex: Male
race: Troll
weight: 172 pounds
height: 6’1"
[OPTIONAL] cause of death: Intracranial pressure due to the Vast Glub.
canon point: After his death when the vast glub is released.
previous cr: None
history:
http://mspaintadventures.wikia.com/wiki/Ancestors#The_.CE.A8iioniic_.2F_The_Helmsman
http://mspaintadventures.wikia.com/wiki/Hemospectrum
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Trolls live in a society where war and killing is common place. They believe in social class according to blood color, this is known as the hemospectrum. The Hemospectrum holds higher classes as purples to greens and then below that are lower classes. The lower classes typically live as slaves for the higher castes. The highest blooded troll is the Empress, who rules with an iron fist.
The Psiioniic started out as a simple troll in slavery, he was treated badly and never really thought more of it until he met the Signless and heard his teachings. Once the thought of hemospectrum equality was preached and touched his mutant brain he decided to rebel and run away from slavery. The bond that had been made between him and the mutantblood did not help to deter the idea either. He decided to join the Signless to help spread his message along with the Dolorosa and the Disciple.
After a while of traveling with the “troll Jegus” they began to stir up enough attention that the highbloods were getting distraught with the message. They were captured, tortured, and the Signless put to his death for all to see and then his name was wiped out of history by the Condesce herself. Psiioniic didn't get it as easy as death though, instead the Empress decided to make him her personal starship and had him integrated into a psionically powered spaceship so she could travel at unimaginable speeds. That and with her ability to grant longevity from a simple touch she found herself with a forever lasting ship battery.
personality:
First and foremost, Psiioniic is a very broken character. Not only was he broken by the Condesce later on but he was also broken and worn down by being in slavery for so long. Physical and mental labor brought up his tolerance and squashed the possible immaturity he had. This was furthered when he was hooked up to the ship and his free will was completely taken away from him, what he could say and do no longer his own. Instead his one want was to please the Empress and be the best starship there was while still wishing for his demise constantly.
Psiioniic has a brain mutation that gives him both his powers and his headaches and also leads to his bipolar personality. He isn't as bad as Sollux with his mood swings as he has grown to be used to them, to be mature and to be able to somewhat control them. Instead of having rather bad mood swings he can still come across as reserved to most. Later on after being broken further by the condesce all his bipolar mood swings really are are how brave he is to do something or say something that could have bad consequences.
Before becoming a computer he was playful and witty to an extent to those he was close to, this didn't follow over to those he was unfamiliar with. He is intelligent enough to know that being sassy to others he is unsure about or higher caste trolls would get him beaten there on the spot if not killed. Being in slavery has tamed his humor and snark; when he is snarky to those he doesn't know he does it in a way that goes undetected. He is sneaky with what he does but not really malicious.
Unlike his descendant he is reserved and friendly instead of letting his bipolar and immaturity rule him. He is quiet and in a sense shy but he will be friendly to those who are friendly to him. If someone is rude to him he'll just stay silent and take it, unless he is in the standing to be able to be rude and sarcastic to them.
Once becoming The Empress’ personal computer he was further broken emotionally as stated before. He was not only conditioned mentally to do things and want to serve but was also literally programmed to, through the ship to do as she says. The loss of The Signless also hit him hard as he had to cope with it and also losing all of his free will what so ever. He only exists as a power source and to keep the Empress happy, if she is unhappy he has to feel her {deserved} wrath.
After he became a starship he became depressed and even more quiet, not that he could really say much other than the mostly one sided conversations the condesce forced on him. He, of course, had failsafes that programmed him to be unable to kill himself or anyone around him, or really be able to use his psionics for his own wants, they were no longer his psionics but the ship's psionics. This all of course furthered his depression; he lost his best friend, his life, his ability to make choices on his own, he was no longer a person but a thing.
abilities/powers:
Strong Psionic powers, the ability to move things with his power alone, things ranging from specks of dirt to spaceships through space at high speeds.
Optic blasts which is energy expelled from his eyes that destroys most of anything in its way.
Vision twofold that allows him to see the future and the present.
The ability to hear the imminently deceased's screams in his head.
The headaches he gets is a weakness, his powers cause a lot of cranial pressure, if he overwhelms himself and pushes past the limit his brain would explode (shown by Sollux putting too much stress on his body by using his psionics to move an asteroid.)
Mind honey causes him to lose control of himself and his psionics become overpowered and he must expel the power, destroying things and people around him mindlessly. (Shown by Sollux when he kills aradia on accident.)
He is also bipolar which could be considered a weakness in some people’s eyes, as he suffers from mood swings.
Trolls are nocturnal therefore they have better night vision than humans, this leads to a sensitivity to light. They also have heightened hearing to that of a humans due to their nighttime life.
Trolls are more resilient as well, they live in a society based on war and killing therefore they heal pretty fast and can take quite the beating.
first person sample:
[It feels like he's staring at someone he used to know.]
How...?
[Heterochromatic eyes widen as he stares at his old friend, he never expected to see Signless alive again nor had he really ever expected to be amongst the living once again himself. There was a loss for what to do, how he should conduct himself, what he should do, what he should say? Be angry at him for changing nothing, for causing the Psiioniic to be a Helmsman? No, there is no anger, not even when he tries to be angry. There was too much hurt and loneliness to ever be angry at the one person that brought him hope in his life. To be happy? Yes, that sounds logical. The mustardblood lets a small hesitant smile slip onto his face, it's obvious that he isn’t used to smiling anymore, or even having his free will. There was never any reason to smile before this.
Despite the sincere smile he looks as if he wants to reach out and touch the other troll to make sure he’s really alive, then again waking up somewhere not on the ship has been a stretch of the imagination to begin with.]
Th- [He forces himself around his lisp, trying to pronounce the “s” as best as he can, conditioned to do this by Her Imperious Condescension.] Signleths? [He struggles around the word, flinching slightly as if waiting to be reprimanded for fucking up on those last s sounds. He falls almost deathly silent, waiting for Signless to reply, to see if he has permission to speak. Of course he has permission to speak, this isn’t the Empress... He decides to hesitantly speak up again to the other male, maybe an attempt to reconnect their friendship.]
It’ths really you. I never thought I’d see you again.
[He already regrets continuing; no one would want to be friends with a computer anyway, not even his old friends. Once she finds out where he is, that is exactly what he will be again, he knows, accepts and dreads this.]
third person sample: It was just another one of those more common than not days where the Psiioniic lost track of every passing second. Before it passed his mind seconds turned to minutes, minutes to hours, hours to using his powers and passing stars. His sad excuse of a life had been composed of having to keep the thoughts of how long it would be until he would join the deceased, or how many times those icy cold fingers would brush across his cheek or his chest or one of his raised arms.
It was in those moments when he had to choke back the bile inching up his throat that reminded him that instead of the computer the Empress oh-so-wanted he was a troll. The aches and pains of the ship’s tendrils twined into his arms, his legs, his chest, his brain forever spit in his face that he could not just disappear into being the machine Her Imperious Condescension wanted. He could never be machine she needed; the thought itself caused his stomach to knot itself up, as if it were some natural reaction to not being able to please her.
It was the times like this that he couldn’t help but curse his own self for not being good enough, he was never good enough. Whoever said that “only after you lose everything you are free to become anything” was a horrendous liar. After he lost everything, he was never free to become anything. His existence was robbed from him, what little free will he had. The worst part was how he was programmed, never able to curse her name for it, never able to despise her existence. Only want to please, to make her as happy as his programming said he was.
case no: Randomized but if possible throw a two in there somewhere!
name: Steph
are you over 18?: Yes.
personal dw: Susrien
email/msn/aim/plurk/etc: MSN: Susrien
AIM: Susrien
Plurk: Susrien
characters in abax: None
in character information.
series: Mspadventures Homestuck
name: The Psiioniic a.k.a The Helmsman
age:1771 Alternian Solar Sweeps, or approx. 3837 years old.
sex: Male
race: Troll
weight: 172 pounds
height: 6’1"
[OPTIONAL] cause of death: Intracranial pressure due to the Vast Glub.
canon point: After his death when the vast glub is released.
previous cr: None
history:
http://mspaintadventures.wikia.com/wiki/Ancestors#The_.CE.A8iioniic_.2F_The_Helmsman
http://mspaintadventures.wikia.com/wiki/Hemospectrum
+
Trolls live in a society where war and killing is common place. They believe in social class according to blood color, this is known as the hemospectrum. The Hemospectrum holds higher classes as purples to greens and then below that are lower classes. The lower classes typically live as slaves for the higher castes. The highest blooded troll is the Empress, who rules with an iron fist.
The Psiioniic started out as a simple troll in slavery, he was treated badly and never really thought more of it until he met the Signless and heard his teachings. Once the thought of hemospectrum equality was preached and touched his mutant brain he decided to rebel and run away from slavery. The bond that had been made between him and the mutantblood did not help to deter the idea either. He decided to join the Signless to help spread his message along with the Dolorosa and the Disciple.
After a while of traveling with the “troll Jegus” they began to stir up enough attention that the highbloods were getting distraught with the message. They were captured, tortured, and the Signless put to his death for all to see and then his name was wiped out of history by the Condesce herself. Psiioniic didn't get it as easy as death though, instead the Empress decided to make him her personal starship and had him integrated into a psionically powered spaceship so she could travel at unimaginable speeds. That and with her ability to grant longevity from a simple touch she found herself with a forever lasting ship battery.
personality:
First and foremost, Psiioniic is a very broken character. Not only was he broken by the Condesce later on but he was also broken and worn down by being in slavery for so long. Physical and mental labor brought up his tolerance and squashed the possible immaturity he had. This was furthered when he was hooked up to the ship and his free will was completely taken away from him, what he could say and do no longer his own. Instead his one want was to please the Empress and be the best starship there was while still wishing for his demise constantly.
Psiioniic has a brain mutation that gives him both his powers and his headaches and also leads to his bipolar personality. He isn't as bad as Sollux with his mood swings as he has grown to be used to them, to be mature and to be able to somewhat control them. Instead of having rather bad mood swings he can still come across as reserved to most. Later on after being broken further by the condesce all his bipolar mood swings really are are how brave he is to do something or say something that could have bad consequences.
Before becoming a computer he was playful and witty to an extent to those he was close to, this didn't follow over to those he was unfamiliar with. He is intelligent enough to know that being sassy to others he is unsure about or higher caste trolls would get him beaten there on the spot if not killed. Being in slavery has tamed his humor and snark; when he is snarky to those he doesn't know he does it in a way that goes undetected. He is sneaky with what he does but not really malicious.
Unlike his descendant he is reserved and friendly instead of letting his bipolar and immaturity rule him. He is quiet and in a sense shy but he will be friendly to those who are friendly to him. If someone is rude to him he'll just stay silent and take it, unless he is in the standing to be able to be rude and sarcastic to them.
Once becoming The Empress’ personal computer he was further broken emotionally as stated before. He was not only conditioned mentally to do things and want to serve but was also literally programmed to, through the ship to do as she says. The loss of The Signless also hit him hard as he had to cope with it and also losing all of his free will what so ever. He only exists as a power source and to keep the Empress happy, if she is unhappy he has to feel her {deserved} wrath.
After he became a starship he became depressed and even more quiet, not that he could really say much other than the mostly one sided conversations the condesce forced on him. He, of course, had failsafes that programmed him to be unable to kill himself or anyone around him, or really be able to use his psionics for his own wants, they were no longer his psionics but the ship's psionics. This all of course furthered his depression; he lost his best friend, his life, his ability to make choices on his own, he was no longer a person but a thing.
abilities/powers:
Strong Psionic powers, the ability to move things with his power alone, things ranging from specks of dirt to spaceships through space at high speeds.
Optic blasts which is energy expelled from his eyes that destroys most of anything in its way.
Vision twofold that allows him to see the future and the present.
The ability to hear the imminently deceased's screams in his head.
The headaches he gets is a weakness, his powers cause a lot of cranial pressure, if he overwhelms himself and pushes past the limit his brain would explode (shown by Sollux putting too much stress on his body by using his psionics to move an asteroid.)
Mind honey causes him to lose control of himself and his psionics become overpowered and he must expel the power, destroying things and people around him mindlessly. (Shown by Sollux when he kills aradia on accident.)
He is also bipolar which could be considered a weakness in some people’s eyes, as he suffers from mood swings.
Trolls are nocturnal therefore they have better night vision than humans, this leads to a sensitivity to light. They also have heightened hearing to that of a humans due to their nighttime life.
Trolls are more resilient as well, they live in a society based on war and killing therefore they heal pretty fast and can take quite the beating.
first person sample:
[It feels like he's staring at someone he used to know.]
How...?
[Heterochromatic eyes widen as he stares at his old friend, he never expected to see Signless alive again nor had he really ever expected to be amongst the living once again himself. There was a loss for what to do, how he should conduct himself, what he should do, what he should say? Be angry at him for changing nothing, for causing the Psiioniic to be a Helmsman? No, there is no anger, not even when he tries to be angry. There was too much hurt and loneliness to ever be angry at the one person that brought him hope in his life. To be happy? Yes, that sounds logical. The mustardblood lets a small hesitant smile slip onto his face, it's obvious that he isn’t used to smiling anymore, or even having his free will. There was never any reason to smile before this.
Despite the sincere smile he looks as if he wants to reach out and touch the other troll to make sure he’s really alive, then again waking up somewhere not on the ship has been a stretch of the imagination to begin with.]
Th- [He forces himself around his lisp, trying to pronounce the “s” as best as he can, conditioned to do this by Her Imperious Condescension.] Signleths? [He struggles around the word, flinching slightly as if waiting to be reprimanded for fucking up on those last s sounds. He falls almost deathly silent, waiting for Signless to reply, to see if he has permission to speak. Of course he has permission to speak, this isn’t the Empress... He decides to hesitantly speak up again to the other male, maybe an attempt to reconnect their friendship.]
It’ths really you. I never thought I’d see you again.
[He already regrets continuing; no one would want to be friends with a computer anyway, not even his old friends. Once she finds out where he is, that is exactly what he will be again, he knows, accepts and dreads this.]
third person sample: It was just another one of those more common than not days where the Psiioniic lost track of every passing second. Before it passed his mind seconds turned to minutes, minutes to hours, hours to using his powers and passing stars. His sad excuse of a life had been composed of having to keep the thoughts of how long it would be until he would join the deceased, or how many times those icy cold fingers would brush across his cheek or his chest or one of his raised arms.
It was in those moments when he had to choke back the bile inching up his throat that reminded him that instead of the computer the Empress oh-so-wanted he was a troll. The aches and pains of the ship’s tendrils twined into his arms, his legs, his chest, his brain forever spit in his face that he could not just disappear into being the machine Her Imperious Condescension wanted. He could never be machine she needed; the thought itself caused his stomach to knot itself up, as if it were some natural reaction to not being able to please her.
It was the times like this that he couldn’t help but curse his own self for not being good enough, he was never good enough. Whoever said that “only after you lose everything you are free to become anything” was a horrendous liar. After he lost everything, he was never free to become anything. His existence was robbed from him, what little free will he had. The worst part was how he was programmed, never able to curse her name for it, never able to despise her existence. Only want to please, to make her as happy as his programming said he was.
case no: Randomized but if possible throw a two in there somewhere!
