Yvenei Tobita

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  • Name: Yvenei Tobita (Pronounced Yeh-veh-nei)
  • Race: Alternian Troll
  • God Tier Classpect: Heir of Space
  • Age: 7.7 sweeps
  • Trollian Handle: indefiniteCuriousity (go pester/troll her! I have a profile for her)
  • Typing Quirk: i = y and O = Ø
  • Strife Specibi: WhypKind (Specially shaped to look like a ?)
  • Fetch Modus: Question (Ask and you shall receive)
  • Blood Color: Sapphire
  • Personality: Impatient, stubborn, sometimes manipulative, and always curyøus.
  • Likes: Many and varied interests, but a bit of fashion, history, legends, myths, and ancient stories are a few of them.
  • Dislikes: Having to wait, being looked down on.
  • Hobbies: Asking questions, doing research, modeling outfits...and a bunch more.
  • Lusus: A large harpy-like creature. (Has a humanoid face, winged arms and bird feet)
  • Planet: The Land of Solace and Wisps.
  • Symbol: An intertwined question mark.
  • Ancestor: The Inquirer
  • Text Color: #001452
  • Prospit/Derse: Derse
  • Matesprit: None.
  • Moirail: None.
  • Kismesis: None.

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  Your name is YVENEI TOBITA.
  
  You are 7.7 SWEEPS OLD and live in a lavishly decorated and skillfully crafted hive in A SLIGHTLY COLD AND NEARLY UNPOPULATED FOREST. You like the PRIVACY but can't help feeling a tad bit LONELY. This explains your constant activity of checking on TROLLIAN. You have few connections to other trolls because of this, but you are planning to 'MINGLE' soon, which by 'MINGLE' you mean randomly TROLL someone and make conversation. Possibly ask QUESTIONS. Your lusus is an odd thing, it appears to have the head of a TROLL and wings of an AVIAN creature. The only THING that matters is that it likes questions as much as you do. At least you THINK so.
  
  You have quite a few INTERESTS that include but are not limited to: reading STORIES, solving RIDDLES, digging up some ANCIENT HISTORY, and also getting ANSWERS to your QUESTIONS. You suppose you are pretty good with the CELLO and believe yourself to be a SKILLED outfit designer. You do not dare to call it STUPID FASHION. Aside from designing and playing music, you also like spend time writing down your ANCESTRAL HISTORY in a private journal and once researched your two friends'. Sometimes, your WORK is disturbed when your lusus is hungry and will not go outside to hunt. You have to go a BIT FARTHER from your hive to successfully hunt the food she likes, which are mostly WILD CREATURES.
  
  You are still mourning the loss of your previous MATESPRIT, who COINCIDENTALLY suffered the same FATE as your ancestor's first matesprit did. Your MOIRAIL happened to have a much more flushed crush on you and was EXTREMELY jealous of poor Avarin, your matesprit. In the end, your moirail secretly KILLED Avarin and hid her body, blaming it on someone's LUSUS. But because of your naturally interrogative nature, you discovered the TRUTH and murdered him out of GRIEF. This you may or may not regret, and the mere thought of it dampens your mood. Nowadays, if you have a flushed crush on someone, you tend to deny it constantly when accused, but your blush reveals the truth. This makes you a bit socially awkward.
  
  Your trolltag is indefiniteCuriousity and you tend to speak in a manner that ys always curyøus.

• Ancestor?

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  Yvenei: Frøm my pryvate jøurnal:
  
  "TheIYnquyrer was fyrst employed by the Cøndesce tø ynterrøgate cønvycted trølls før the whereabøuts øf the Sufferer/Sygnless. She eventually decyded that she dydn't need tø dø thys jøb anymøre, and slypped øut with her løw-bløøded matespryt. Her møyrayl was dystraught, havyng realyzed he had flushed feelings før her. He relentlessly searched før them and dyscøvered them yn a secluded førest at nyght, deep yn slumber. The møyryil tøøk thys chance and sneakyly murdered the Ynquyrer's matespryt. He then left, cleanyng up the evydence that shøwed he was the culpryt and waited tø jøyn the Ynquyrer yn the mørnyng.
  
  The Inquyrer wøke up tø face her matespryt's cøld bødy, and released a terryble scream. Thys scream caused her tø becøme mute, and I may have been mute myself yf yt was nøt før my øwn prevyøus møyrayl's medycal abylyty. The Inquyrer's møyrayl heard thys scream and tryed tø shut yt out, but he became deaf, and fell back intø the sea. Sadly, the møyrayl dyd nøt knøw høw tø swym and thereføre drøwned. The Inquyrer lyved a lyfe øf sølytude after slyghtly recøveryng, and managed to cull a few juggaløs that happened tø get yn her pryvate førest. She decyded tø pursue the rumøred Thaumaturge tø pøssybly revyve her matespryt, but duryng the jøurney she was ambushed and culled."

• LOSAW?

• A Clear Explanation

  By Dahni, Witch of Light

  
  An Heir of Space would have a very strong sense of intuition and precision. They unconsciously seek out and gravitate towards the origin of things that interest them. They want to know how and when and where it all started. They are very likely to be history buffs due to this. They may seek out art or fashion because it interests them, or they may have fixations on strange objects they find and wonder where they came from.
  
  They flit from interest to interest, being very changeable and impatient in nature, and nothing probably holds their interest for too long before they move onto the next thing. They may even wonder about the origin of abstract concepts like legends and myths and ancient stories. They may be very easily manipulated by others egging them on with rewards of their favorite object or obsession. They might even be manipulated by their random and changeable nature making them very willing to try new things.
  
  They tend to like to share their varied and changeable interests with others as well. They are naturally very impatient with those not willing to try new things and may use their stubbornness to let others be manipulated, kind of like going “well if you’re not going to do it or listen to me then HMMPH to you! *crosses arms and looks angry*” cue adorable guilt trip. They might be small physically and easily pushed around, or easily led into anything that seems new or fun. It brings to mind the image of a child with a passionate hobby or a small socially awkward bookish nerd.

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