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This entire rp is going to be The Tols vs The Smols and i love it??? honestly I'm really excited, I haven't rped in a long time and this one looks super promising
This entire rp is going to be The Tols vs The Smols and i love it??? honestly I'm really excited, I haven't rped in a long time and this one looks super promising
I'm really tall irl, so any time I make a character that's particularly short you know they're going to be a bean. Or smol but deadly, more often, actually.
I’m the exact opposite…
Hey guys! I’ll get my form up tomorrow, today I’m gone all day :(
Name: Infinitus
Nickname (if possible): Fin
Age (they’re going to look in their 18-21 range, but will be barely past 100 years old [they’re immortal]): Looks 22, but is 115.
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Bisexual
Open for shipping?: You know it.
Height: 5’10”. Since there’s already two tall bois and two small ones, I’d thought I’d make a medium sized one.
Appearance: Infinitus has ebony colored skin stretched taut over semi-prominent muscles. He’s fit physically, but mentally? Not so much. He has his hair cut in high-low fade with more curls on top. His eyes are an outstanding green, which pop against his skin tone. Although his eyes may look bright, they have seen far too much.
Personality (be specific!): Infinitus usually sees both the good and bad side in situations, which results in conflicting feelings. This causes him grief about making decisions and identifying his own feelings. Infinitus usually has a calm demeanor, and is the mediator of the group. He tries his best to keep the group together, often suppressing his own feelings about the situation in favor of others. (A good word for him would be a people pleaser). Even though he is the god of everything, he’s humble about it, and won’t use his powers to show off. Infinitus often wonders if he ever does enough to the group, if he’s important enough to even be a god, stuff like that. It’s known to cause him a few mental breakdowns and lost nights of sleep.
Weapon of choice: A battle axe with a leather handle.
Other: n/a
//when do you think we'll be starting?
(we’ll start tomorrow, around 1 pm est?)
//sounds good
Infinitus awoke to a warmth on his face, and slowly blinked his eyes open, adjusting them to the light. Where am I? The strange thing was that he couldn’t remember anything except his name and who these people were beside him.
She opened her eyes, only her name in her mind. Vanitate. But… she was somewhere she didn’t recognize. V didn’t move at all for a moment, before relaxing and turning her head slightly. “Hello?” She asked, not noticing the others for a moment.
Mortem opened her eyes and stared at the sky. "Huh. It's pretty blue right here." She was aware of other presences, but wasn't really concerned about them.
Vita didn’t say anything. He just sat Ip and looked around. He could feel the tingle of the earth beaneath him, and the breeze. And he had no idea what had happened, where he was, or really anything.
Imperium sat up. They were sure who they were, but what were they doing? "Hello, you're cute." they said to a nearby squirrel.
"Thank you, but I prefer the term - oh," Mortem said, turning her head slightly. She almost laughed at herself, but the sky was mesmerizing. The fact that she had no idea why she was there seemed unimportant at the moment. As did… well, nearly everything.
"Hi, Mortem! I don't know how I know that. Well, it doesn't matter." they sat up, and immediately their back kinked out. "Owww! Dang, I was sleeping on this for a while!" they said, picking up their chain flail.
Infinitus spared a glance or two towards the others, but decided to try to stand up instead of talking. Bracing a hand against the still standing pieces of a fallen wall, he stood, grimacing as his bones cracked. It feels like I’ve been asleep for a hundred years.
(By the way, where they woke up is basically where the old gods died, so that’s why the city is in ruins)
"Where are we?" Imperium asked. "Look, let's all get calmed down, and we can figure this out. I want someone to scope out the area, see what they can find out about the place. Let's make a camp, and work out what to do next." they commanded, and stopped. They were acting wayyyy too much like a leader for comfort.
"Mortem, huh? That's a nice name. Mort-tem. Tem. Hm. Call me Temi. I like that better. I'd ask for your name, seeing as I should probably know it, anyway, but if I'm being honest, I'm too… what's the word? Tired? To care," Mortem said, not bothering to move a muscle.
Vita glared at Imperium. “Who made you the leader?” He asked, standing. His eyes were a deep blue and his hair was brown, the color of the ruins next to them.
Infinitus held up is hands. “Woah, let’s calm down there. We should probably figure out who we even are first,” he straightened up, brushing off his clothes. “I’m Infinitus, I think.”
“You think? Well, make up your mind.” Vita brushed himself off, his hair fading to black.
Infinitus shot a glare at the other male. “For just meeting, I can already tell we’re going to be great friends,” he said, sarcasm filling his voice. His eyes then shifted up to the sky, marveling on how blue it was. A soft woah left his lips, his eyes wide.
“You think?” Vita responded, in equal sarcasm. He looks around and sees almost everyone staring at the sky and rolls his eyes. “Great. I’m surrounded by a bunch of loons who like to stare at the sky. Fantastic.”
"Super blue, right?" Mortem said, seeing Infinitus looking at the sky and ignoring Vita. "I didn't even know that word until right now. But that giant expanse up there - " she gestured to the sky, " - is blue."
Vita glared at Imperium. “Who made you the leader?” He asked, standing. His eyes were a deep blue and his hair was brown, the color of the ruins next to them.
"I just feel like… I should be. Like, well, I just am." they stood up, groaning as the ache became instantly worse. "Uh, names, names, I know your names. You're Vita, meany mean face. And there's Mortem and Infinitus and Vanitate. And me, Imperius. And weird ruins." they said, bouncing up and down, fiddling with their hands. "These clothes are itchy, why did I put them on? Did I put them on?" Imperium asked.
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