==> Be that stud next door
Your name is SANTAM CORSUS
You rule. ‘nuf said.
Egotistical, cocky, vain, big-horned, these phrases all describe you… not that you actually care what anyone else has to say on the matter. With a face this gorgeous, of course they’d be jealous, however marred it may be with the scars of glorious MUSCLEBEAST battles. Or at least you’d like to think they were.
Being of the noble HIGH BLOODS, it’s your job to ensure that all those below you in the HEMOSPECTRUM bow before your visage of greatness. To all those above you? Well them too. To you, the color of blood isn’t really important. What is important is you. You love you. Without you, you’re almost 99.998 percent sure that the whole universe would implode upon itself, destroying every possible thing that could admire you in the most admiring way they could manage such admiration. That’s just how important you are. Of course, if you were any sort of expert on PARADOX SPACE you could probably prove that theory, but unfortunately you aren’t. You’re just a troll with too much time on his hands.
To take up that spare time you have lying around, you have a plethora of interests ranging from LARPing to Gardening.You even like stringing along potential romances in the RED AND BLACK DEPARTMENTS. Your main interest however, lies in those beautiful spheres of high density illuminated gases up above, otherwise known as stars. Shining more fiercely and more brightly than any Troll-made object, you spend long nights in your observatory watching them with your OCULAR SPATIAL MAGNIFICATION DEVICE. Of course, if all plays out as it should, you will be able to see them up close when you join the ranks of your forebears in a few sweeps time. After all, you’re nearly EIGHT SWEEPS OLD. In doing so, you’ll help conquer the universe in the name of Troll-kind. Hopefully this comes before you actually die of anticipation. You also dabble in reading a certain FABULOUS collection of books about RAINBOW DRINKERS in your spare time. They’re sort of a guilty pleasure, one that no one will ever find out about… no one.
You have a series of close-knit connections to take up what time your activities don’t. Though few in number, they’re the only one’s that can seem to tolerate your overinflated horns by making jabs at the very thing you love most: you.They say they don’t feel you’re as awesome as you happen to think you are, but they’re just joking. You know every one of them loves to bask in your warm, egotistical glow.
Your Trolltag is cosmicCreationist and you happen to speak wit♄ a rat♄er RUDE and ♄urtful approac♄.
A bit of Extra info:
-Strife Specibi: Scythe Kind
-Fetch Modus: Balance
**in order to captchalogue an item, another item of near or equal weight must be captchalogued in its corresponding card
Abilities(Psychic or otherwise): None
Title: Knight of Void
Planet: Land of Stars and Chasms
-Prescratch: Elodus Corsus
-Postscratch: The ________
Typing Quirk: uses the symbol of Saturn (♄) to replace any H. Capitalizes words at seemingly random points.