Post by sleepZombie on Sept 6, 2011 3:56:09 GMT -5
Full Name: Tavros Nitram
Chumhandle: adiosToreador (AT)
Title: Page of Breath
Nickname(s): Tav, Tavbro, TV,
Age: 6 sweeps (13 years)
Height: Tall (if he could stand at full height)
Weight: Muscular
Gender: Male
Race: Troll
Alliance: Good
Home: Cliff-side lawnring in Alternia; previously located on an Asteroid somewhere within the Veil
Franchise: Homestuck
Physical Description
Tavros Nitram, like all trolls, has gray skin, black hair styled into a sloppy mohawk, and two long bull-horns to either side of his head. He has a set of fangs that jut out over his lips, most notably two fangs that curve over his lower lip. His eyes are yellow with black pupils.
He wears a t-shirt black shirt with the Taurus zodiac symbol (♉) in brown, as well as a black button down t-shirt that is usually never done up. His pants are black and he wears brown sandals with socks.
Because Tavros was paralyzed from the hips down he has been confined to a Four Wheeled Device, or a wheelchair. While his legs are still kind of scrawny and thin, he has developed a lean, even muscular upper body strength.
Weapons
Tavros uses the lanceKind Strife Specibus. He hardly ever uses it, however, even when a situation is dire and he actually needs to use it. Tavros would much rather talk
Abilities/Powers
Tavros is the Page of Breath, suggesting that he might have had the chance to gain abilities similar to John (the power to control the wind), but never reached God Teir and never gained these abilities. He can, however, control the mind of any non-troll creature.
Skills
Tavros has no extraordinary skills, except for being really good at the Alternian game Fidusspawn.
Personality
Tavros is just too sensitive to be a decent troll, to the point where he even tries to help the people he's supposed to be trolling, which he sucks at, and usually ends up getting trolled himself. He seems innocently ignorant of his own shortcomings as a troll, or mockery from others - even to the extent of being described as being incapable of hate.
He copes with the negativity he faces from the other trolls by personifying his self-esteem, which he has named Rufio. Using a technique suggested by a friend, Tavros imagines that he talks to his self-esteem in the form of Rufio, and is careful not to let anything hurt Rufio's feelings.
Thanks to his friendly attitude, Tavros gets along fairly well with most anyone.
History
Tavros was chosen as a grub by his Lusus, Tinkerbull. They lived together in his hive by a cliff. In his youth he enjoyed FLARPing with his friend, however when he was five sweeps old he had an unfortunate accident, one he very much does not like to talk or think about. Vriska, able to mind-control other trolls, forced him to jump off of a cliff, injuring him into a state of paraplegia.
When he turned six sweeps old he entered the game Sgrub on the Red Team, making him a resident of the Golden City Prospit. Once in the medium he found himself in the Land of Sand and Zephyr. Rather than carrying out his main quest he had a tendency to complete side-quests. Also of note is the fact that rather than outright fighting he preferred to commune with the imps and creatures of the game as a more passive approach.
At one point during his session an extremely traumatic thing happened. One that he absolutely does not like to talk about. Afterwards he spent as much time as possible sleeping and dreaming so that he could be awake in Prospit.
Once the Troll's game session ended they were forced to flee for their lives to an Asteroid someplace in the Veil. Being confined to a wheelchair meant he didn't have much opportunity to explore around, but that was just as well as he continued to just sleep and dream as much as he could. However, during one of his few exploratory excursions he found himself pulled in through some kind of portal...
Other
Tavros types in reverse caps, using commas excessively and in replacement of periods. He also never, ever uses punctuation. He generally uHH, sPEAKS IN A SORT OF, uHH, fALTERING MANNER,
Of course, unless he is typing he simply speaks in a faltering, nervous manner.
Picture(s)
Preparing an Oogonibomb in the game of Fidusspawn.
Chumhandle: adiosToreador (AT)
Title: Page of Breath
Nickname(s): Tav, Tavbro, TV,
Age: 6 sweeps (13 years)
Height: Tall (if he could stand at full height)
Weight: Muscular
Gender: Male
Race: Troll
Alliance: Good
Home: Cliff-side lawnring in Alternia; previously located on an Asteroid somewhere within the Veil
Franchise: Homestuck
Physical Description
Tavros Nitram, like all trolls, has gray skin, black hair styled into a sloppy mohawk, and two long bull-horns to either side of his head. He has a set of fangs that jut out over his lips, most notably two fangs that curve over his lower lip. His eyes are yellow with black pupils.
He wears a t-shirt black shirt with the Taurus zodiac symbol (♉) in brown, as well as a black button down t-shirt that is usually never done up. His pants are black and he wears brown sandals with socks.
Because Tavros was paralyzed from the hips down he has been confined to a Four Wheeled Device, or a wheelchair. While his legs are still kind of scrawny and thin, he has developed a lean, even muscular upper body strength.
Weapons
Tavros uses the lanceKind Strife Specibus. He hardly ever uses it, however, even when a situation is dire and he actually needs to use it. Tavros would much rather talk
Abilities/Powers
Tavros is the Page of Breath, suggesting that he might have had the chance to gain abilities similar to John (the power to control the wind), but never reached God Teir and never gained these abilities. He can, however, control the mind of any non-troll creature.
Skills
Tavros has no extraordinary skills, except for being really good at the Alternian game Fidusspawn.
Personality
Tavros is just too sensitive to be a decent troll, to the point where he even tries to help the people he's supposed to be trolling, which he sucks at, and usually ends up getting trolled himself. He seems innocently ignorant of his own shortcomings as a troll, or mockery from others - even to the extent of being described as being incapable of hate.
He copes with the negativity he faces from the other trolls by personifying his self-esteem, which he has named Rufio. Using a technique suggested by a friend, Tavros imagines that he talks to his self-esteem in the form of Rufio, and is careful not to let anything hurt Rufio's feelings.
Thanks to his friendly attitude, Tavros gets along fairly well with most anyone.
History
Tavros was chosen as a grub by his Lusus, Tinkerbull. They lived together in his hive by a cliff. In his youth he enjoyed FLARPing with his friend, however when he was five sweeps old he had an unfortunate accident, one he very much does not like to talk or think about. Vriska, able to mind-control other trolls, forced him to jump off of a cliff, injuring him into a state of paraplegia.
When he turned six sweeps old he entered the game Sgrub on the Red Team, making him a resident of the Golden City Prospit. Once in the medium he found himself in the Land of Sand and Zephyr. Rather than carrying out his main quest he had a tendency to complete side-quests. Also of note is the fact that rather than outright fighting he preferred to commune with the imps and creatures of the game as a more passive approach.
At one point during his session an extremely traumatic thing happened. One that he absolutely does not like to talk about. Afterwards he spent as much time as possible sleeping and dreaming so that he could be awake in Prospit.
Once the Troll's game session ended they were forced to flee for their lives to an Asteroid someplace in the Veil. Being confined to a wheelchair meant he didn't have much opportunity to explore around, but that was just as well as he continued to just sleep and dream as much as he could. However, during one of his few exploratory excursions he found himself pulled in through some kind of portal...
Other
Tavros types in reverse caps, using commas excessively and in replacement of periods. He also never, ever uses punctuation. He generally uHH, sPEAKS IN A SORT OF, uHH, fALTERING MANNER,
Of course, unless he is typing he simply speaks in a faltering, nervous manner.
Picture(s)
Preparing an Oogonibomb in the game of Fidusspawn.