Rikard Muntus

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Your name is RIKARD  MUNTUS, and you are a real DICK. Though you're not entirely sure why other trolls call you that, you are after all a SUAVE and CHARMING troll, right? Of course that's right. You're never wrong. Because you're RIKARD. You see, you believe that your are a GREAT WARRIOR, yet a SLICK GENTLEMAN. A TRAINED FIGHTER, but a real FEMALE CHARMER. And if they don't come to you, then you make sure that you're the one actively seeking out females. Of course, usually they play hard to get, the OPPOSITE SEX can be pretty damn confusing at times. Who would resist your unshackled charm and passion? By the way, you also aren't a Troll who believes in "One Troll per Quadrant" those are for failures who can't get a HAREM of women, in your opinion you should have AS MANY TROLLS in the Flushed and Calignous quadrants AS POSSIBLE!  The females don't just flock to you because of your good looks and suave SWAG either. It's also because of the fact that you are a agent in training for the elite Imperial force FOXBEAST. Oh yes. The FEMALES love a man in uniform, especially one with exotic stories about his declassified assignments.

Of Course, this is how it all works in your mind.

In reality, you are RIKARD MUNTUS, and you know exactly why you're a DICK, you just choose not to accept it. You're PAIL CRAZED PERVERT who hits on anything with a NOOK and all your friends know it. You're also an ARROGANT DOUCHE who thinks he has blood too noble for his veins, despite being a lowly REDBLOOD. Your friends all know this too. You spend your sad days wallowing around in your LAWNRING, believing you are something you're not. In your spare time, you FLARP. Your character is an agent from FOXBEAST, but over time this has sort of become imprinted on your psyche. But make no mistake, it's an alter ego you have taken to heart. In your time ROLE PLAYING you have learned to do one thing really well, and that's shoot a Revolver. Your AIM is SPOT ON, no matter how much recoil comes from t firing your powerful BARREL. And when your SHOT enters a foe, they're sure to FEEL IT.

Because of your blood, you do have Psychic Powers, which aid you in your perverse ways. Essentially you have the ability to make troll of your choice just suddenly...how would you put it? Get GENETIC MATERIAL IN THEIR LEGGINGS? I mean they don't feel any emotion to you or anything, you can just...make it happen. Your ancestor, who you believe to be a real agent of FOXBEAST, was said to have the same power. Yeah. He's pretty much your HERO, unlike your lusus, a SNAKEBEAST. He's sort of a wimp and isn't really that great at fighting but if nothing else, the thing is BRILLIANT. In your FLARP sessions, he acts as your right hand man, the guy on the sideline who gives you your valuable intel.

You weapon of choice is, as said before, REVOLVERS. That's why you allocated your Specibus to 2xREVOLVERKIND. However, you also are slightly skilled in the ways of CLOSE QUARTERS COMBAT. So you have FISTKIND, just in case. Your fetch modus is allocated to SLOT. It essentially puts the item you wish to store in a bound container with a slot. Of course it can only be opened by some JUNK of the correct shape into the SLOT. It leads to plenty of eyebrow raising action. And for all the FEMALES out there, your trolltag is [color=#5c001c]midgetTigger [/color] and [color=#5c001c]you have a habit of repeating things you say YOU SAY. Except with innuendos mmmmm[/color] If you were to play a certain monster hatching game, you would be the THIEF OF TIME in the LAND OF LEAD  AND CONIFER.