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- Your name is Cyphia Cainaa. You are 13 Sweeps old teal blood, practically FRESH out of what passes for higher education for trolls but out long to enough to get a sinking feeling that your SWEEPS of academy training have been wasted.
- You had DREAMS you see. You thought you had your FUTURE in the lethal brigades all planned out. In everything you did you asked yourself how will this help your future CAREER? You SACRIFICED your youth studying hard and training physically. You have been known to push yourself staying up all day and neglecting social contacts. Today's modern fleet is looking for well rounded trolls, or at least it SHOULD be, so you have involved yourself in other things. You play chess for the abstract concepts of war it represents and you used to organise historical battle recreations. And yet despite your best efforts to impress people with you knowledge of military theory and HISTORY, those recreations are the closest you've gotten to a real battle.
- It seems that all you've done in the fleet has been making HOT BEVERAGES for superiors while they transfer you further and further away from the front lines. You were made for war! You are a solider! You are perfectly prepared to sacrifice yourself and anyone under your COMMAND on pointless suicide charges to die an honourable death in combat! The fact that you haven't been given a chance to display your superior LEADERSHIP abilities of executing cowards who refuse orders is clearly the fault of peaceniks.
- It's sad but you've always feared there might not be a PROPER fleet left by the time your reached the fleet. You're driven by DOOMSDAY prophesies of which this is just another sign. You have spent way too much time in pointless and endless arguments online with trolls claiming to be pro-peace lowblood sympathisers. It's one of the few times you express true RAGE instead of letting it simmer barely contained under the surface. Your own views have hardened and entrenched as a result and you are now EXTREMELY paranoid. You suspect almost anyone, even superiors, could be harbouring dangerous ideologies. You've even absorbed CONSPIRACY theories of shapshifting aliens infiltrators. They must be the ones pushing you away from the mainstream society you claim to love and want to protect.
- You are actually pretty introverted and like to deal with social awkwardness with SHOUTING. You have done your duty to breeding the next generation of SUPERSOLIDERS by finding appropriate mates and you have lain back and thought of ALTERNIA. All you need now are battle COMRADES, people you share a common ENEMY with. That is probably the number one quality that causes people to tolerate you, and you them. It's probably the best you can hope for in this backwards part of the universe while all the real HEROES OF THE EMPIRE fight elsewhere.
- Your trolltag is sovereignExecutrix and You Speak In A Clear Hate-ful Stac-cat-o Voice
- Constitution: 4
- Height: 5'10"
- Weight: 150 lbs.
- General body type: Lean, strong, and spry from structured training, lacks the bulk and hardening that comes from a longer life
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