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NAME: VINCAR POHKUS
PRONOUNS: Male (He/Him)
CASTE: HIGHBLOOD (Purple)
STRIFE SPECIBUS: Whipkind
FETCH MODII: Featured Modus - User must recite a product pitch to some kind of audience, imaginary or real, of the item they wish to remove.
Your name is VINCAR POHKUS, and you DON'T WANT TO BE HERE. You used to have a LIFE, y'know. You ran a POPULAR GAMESHOW back home, you had ACTUAL FRIENDS, instead of half of these NOBODIES who don't even LIKE YOU. Getting DRAFTED into this strange GOD GAME was probably the worst thing that has ever happened to you.
You've always had an interest in PREFORMANCES, and you always consider THEATER to be one of the top forms of artistic expression. Yes, you are in fact, a THEATER KID. You're also probably the most able to THROW DOWN in a fight, outside of the weirdo who WEARS HER LUSUS. That shit, even you can't explain it, it's baffling, it's concerning, you wanna be as far away from that bitch as possible. BUT THAT'S MOSTLY IRRELEVANT? YOU THINK IT IS? Sure. Okay. Anyway, back to your internal monologue, which is kind of getting away from you at the moment.
You know there's a lot of WEIRD SHIT going on with this game. With these HUMANS, with this GROUP OF TROLLS YOU'VE BEEN STUCK WITH FOR MONTHS. But you also know that there's someone missing in your group. You see them, after all, in your dreams. And it's the strangest thing. It's like in that moment, you've both been friends for so long, but when you wake up... no one else remembers them.
Your trolltag is miraculousComplacency and you know that you are a BLOOD player, yet you do not know your class.
RELATIONSHIPS:
Matesprit: HOLLIS MISLET
Moirail: N/A?
Auspistice: N/A
Kismesis: N/A
