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[ Player Name ] : Phae
[ Personal LJ ] : vore
[ Age ] : 23
[ Timezone ] : GTM+10
[ Other Characters ] : N/A
[ Character's Name ] : The Grand Highblood/The Subjugglator
[ Character's Age ] : Unknown (Presumably 500 (250 sweeps) or so)
[ Series ] : Homestuck
[ Canon Point ] : During Summoner's rebellion.
[ History ] :
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[ Personality ] :
Not unlike the majority of ancestors that are featured within Homestuck; the Grand Highblood's (Or Subjugglator) personality is rather vague. From the small snippets we've seen, there is one thing that is obvious of his personality, and that is that he's a raging psychopath that is consistent with Gamzee's (His decedent's) sober-self. Being described as a blood-thirsty, limb-ripping, dismembering, disemboweling troll. His appearance already gives one a sickening feeling in the gut, his own blood indicating his high-ranking amongst the land-dwellers -- and that is something the Grand Highblood would take advantage of.
Without the affects of sopor slime and faygo that suppresses the usual urges of violent impulses, The Grand Highblood is one that has come to embrace his own level of psychosis that focuses on a behavior that prompts a arrogant aspect in his life (Gamzee believed in religion, the Grand Highblood is the motherfucking religion.)
Along with the similarities with Gamzee himself, the Grand Highblood also has something that resembles a clownish appearance. This could indicate that at times he is one that indulges in jokes...kinda the same way that Pennywise in IT could indulge in them. They aren't good-natured, but even with his large engrossed hand coiling around someone's head threatening to unscrew his head from his spine in close proximity before proclaiming "JUST MOTHERFUCKING KIDDING, BROTHER." is fucking hilarious (for someone, at least to himself.) to laugh.
There is just something fulfilling in that nihilistic mind of his to be aware that he is feared, that trolls would bow before him asking for forgiveness or begging for their lives before he murders them, and there's something satisfying about letting them run with fear inflicting their minds that he can exploit when they sleep.
May as well call him a motherfucking hyena with his instincts and impulses, really.
There is also a rather careless and apathetic air around him. When we see Mindfang and her relationship with Dualscar and how the latter is in despair over their ending relationship, Dualscar requests for the Highblood to slaughter and kill Mindfang; it's assumed, however, that Dualscar was murdered instead. This could give the implication that the Highblood could give zero fucks for Dualscar's involvement with Mindfang or how bitter he is, or that the Highblood gave Dualscar a easier outcome (Think about it; Dualscar came to the Highblood out of jealousy and bitterness, asking to kill Mindfang; why the fuck wouldn't the Highblood just kill Dualscar instead. The motherfucker was right there in front of him, and with Dualscar dead, he didn't have to feel another motherfucking thing for Mindfang. Simple, easy, effortless outcome.)
Contradictory to the Summoner's own ability to hold himself an army, the Highblood was reckless with his own group. By looking at the fact that The Empress scattered the adults from Alternia as a result from Summoner's war, it can be implied that this second rebellion was succeeding. The Highblood, in a sense, has no respect for life, he has these fellow trolls, these brethren in his hands already, and the Highblood has no hesitation or reluctance to simply end their lives as quickly as they started having it.
His own display and appearance is vulgar, almost disgusting and disturbing in a sense. His large frame towering over almost all trolls. Perhaps an exception would be Darkleer, simply for the sake he is a blue-blood, but even then, the blue-blood was stripped of their privileges and banished from the Highblood. The fact that he was banished instead of outright murdered makes one assume that there is a tiny hint of mercy in the Highblood's system.
As opposed to Gamzee's high self, the Highblood lives by the code of the hemospectrum, however even this may be interpreted differently. Himself, simply being one of the highest of the highest, this gives him permission that he can, and will do, whatever he wishes to the lowbloods. To him, they are nothing but waste of space -- shit, once their organs are removed and nothing is left of them but paint to smear on his wall, right there, right on his wall, they're all motherfucking equals. That's what the rebellion's objective is, right? For all the fucking trolls to be equal; then they better be fucking happy that they are. (Hahaha. What a fat joke that is with the walls lacking blood from himself and the Condesce.)
Unpredictable and having an unorthodox sense of a thought process, Highblood can be a mixture of a morbid black comedy to an outright sadistic murderer melted into one.
However, there is one instance where it appears that the Highblood has a leash around his neck, and that is his relationship with the Condesce. She's royalty, and someone that the Highblood would obey from with no objections. She's the highest of the highest, and her personality that rules over all is something the Highblood has deep respect for.
[ Strengths/Weaknesses ] :
First and foremost in the Highblood's abilities is his imposing size; assuming he stands at roughly 8” with long appendages. His hands are largely sized, and even with his heigh it's obvious that the Highblood is no push-over. Even though his strength doesn't match up to Darkleer's, the Highblood is still one to be feared due to his tall stature. With ease, the Highblood could simply pull limbs off with the right motions, and if that doesn't work out then he is equipped with two separate clubs. They themselves have a look that is akin to medieval torture tools; they are enclosed by large spikes that assist in his bludgeoning and sadistic ways. Another ability of his is one that Gamzee himself adopted - a quality called Chucklevoodoo that is reserved only for the Indigo-blooded of the troll species.
This ability is not fully elaborated on in the Homestuck canon; but what is indicated is that the Highblood is able to catch a scent of fear from another being, and using this, he invades their dreams to put in a certain object that resembles these fears to exploit them, and thus making fear grow stronger so his victims grow weak and paranoid.
Due to his large size, the Highblood cannot carry himself with ease such as the Summoner (not including the horns, of course.) the Highblood's own swiftness is stopped by his size, and he cannot be as quick as one would wish to be. However, the Highblood's main weakness is his personality. His own sadistic nature which makes for him to be a case of obvious avoidance, causing him to make more enemies than friends, as well as him being prone to bouts of anger if he is easily triggered.
[ Other Important Facts ] :
Because of the potential godmodliness that is the whole chucklvoodoo shebang, that shit is gonna be died down a far bit. and i don't know what else to put here. oh yeah i plan on playing him violently but not about going on rampages, just being disgusting and all that. no need to worry about constant death and gore everywhere.
i think that's it. i think.
[ Sample ] :
[ Wet.
Fuck.
Those first motherfucking sensations of feeling his own body drenched in some motherfucking pot of water; that shit already grated on his nerves. A twitch of his lips, a large hand coiling into a fist for a few moments before fingers unfolded. Lips were turned into a frown, but soon enough found itself turned upside-motherfucking-down when his fingers went to his lips. The sides of his mouth grew into a grin -- all teeth, and not lacking the long curve of his tongue that pressed against the liquid of his bottom lip.
What a motherfucking joke, he thought; seeing these motherfucking pink star monkeys in strange clothes and wearing strange motherfucking skins; an ecstatic ball of light that floated around and above him, a fucking black ball that emitted a strange and unexplainable indigo light. ]
HAHAHA!! [ The laughter was roaring loud as he stood up. He wanted to motherfucking crush this tiny ball of light between his fingers and grind it's guts into itty bitty dust. To any lucky motherfucker that was onlooking at this whole affair would have fucking laughed; seeing this massive purple-decked troll, wet as a fucking dog, finding himself preoccupied with catching a black ball of light.
Fucking hilarious.
Sure, the Highblood was thinking of numerous shit. Motherfucking water, could be the new Condesce's domain; if that was the case then he would have to bow down and obey, if not, then this place was his motherfucking playground.
Defeat was an ugly thing, too, when he finally gave up on the catching the fairy. A sneer fell through his teeth as he leaned towards it as close as he could without it flying off. ] A motherfucker making a brother see the light -- ARE YOU MOTHERFUCKING KIDDING ME? [ Teeth set to grind. ] A brother isn't laughing.
[ Did he just threaten a fairy?
(Yes he did.)
And then what does his eyes see? A motherfucking starfish-shaped piece of electricity. Scooping it up with one large hand, there was nothing that indicated anything impressive in his expression. He gave out a snort before letting his fingers graze over the exterior of the device. Wasn't that motherfucking hard to know what to do with it. His think pan wasn't done in. ]
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