little brother.

indie grounder oc, written by kq. sideblog to nextleveldamaged.

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Commander queen and badass warrior Lexa

[wonderswoman]

You were right, Clarke. Life is about more than just surviving.

[strikbroa]

BASIC INFORMATION

FULL NAME: Maikol Kom Trikru. PRONUNCIATION: My-cole come tree-crew. MEANING: From the name Michael, meaning ‘who is God?’ aka … u a’int shit. REASONING: He a’int shit. NICKNAME(S): Maik. Kol. Blue. PREFERRED NAME(S): Kol. Blue. BIRTH DATE: Spring of … somewhere between 2131 and 2133. AGE: Between 16 and 18. ZODIAC: Aries. GENDER: Male. PRONOUNS: He/him. ROMANTIC ORIENTATION: He does not care. SEXUAL ORIENTATION: He… does not care. NATIONALITY: Is Trikru a nationality. Idk. ETHNICITY: Is Trikru an ethnicity??? CURRENT LOCATION: The Trees™. LIVING CONDITIONS: There’s a lot of bugs. TITLE(S): Tree Kid’s Afraid to Leave the Trees.

BACKGROUND

BIRTH PLACE: About three hour walk from Ton D.C. HOMETOWN: ^^ SOCIAL CLASS: N/A. EDUCATION LEVEL: Not so high. Fluent with English, though. FATHER: N/A. MOTHER: N/A. SIBLING(S): Lexa. BIRTH ORDER: Lexa, Maikol. CHILDREN: None. PET(S): None. OTHER IMPORTANT RELATIVES: None. PREVIOUS RELATIONSHIPS: None. ARRESTS?: None. PRISON TIME?: None.

SKILLS & ABILITIES

PHYSICAL STRENGTH: He … a’int shit. OFFENSE: Not great! He’s got alright upper body strength, but honestly .. wow. Wow. DEFENSE: Better! Ducking and avoiding is kind of his specialty. SPEED: Best!! He’s a quick dude! INTELLIGENCE: Reasonable. He’s not extremely well educated, but he’s clever. ACCURACY: With an arrow? Great. With anything else? Questionable. AGILITY: Sweet. STAMINA: Getting better, every time he gets chased. TEAMWORK: … okay. He can follow orders? But, he mostly keeps it solo. TALENTS: Archery and climbing. SHORTCOMINGS: Talking to people, honestly, truly. LANGUAGE(S) SPOKEN: English and trigedasleng.  JUMP-STAR A CAR?: Absolutely not. CHANGE A FLAT TIRE?: No way. RIDE A BICYCLE?: Probably not. SWIM?: Yes! PLAY AN INSTRUMENT?: He can play war drums. It’s Beautiful. PLAY CHESS?: No. BRAID HAIR?: Of course he can. TIE A TIE?: Nope. PICK A LOCK?: Nah.

PHYSICAL APPEARANCE & CHARACTERISTICS

FACE CLAIM: Spencer Macpherson. EYE COLOR: Blue. HAIR COLOR: Brown. HAIR TYPE/STYLE: Currently … his hair is short, still growing back after he had to cut it in season one, after falling out of a tree and getting a gash in his head. Rip Grounder Style. GLASSES/CONTACTS?: No. DOMINANT HAND: Right. HEIGHT: 5′10″. WEIGHT: Light enough for the wind to take him away, on a bad day. BUILD: Not jacked, lbh. EXERCISE HABITS: Pretty good!! He walks a lot. SKIN TONE: Mashed Taters. TATTOOS: Going down his arms, he has some blocky tattoos. PEIRCINGS: No. MARKS/SCARS: There’s a scar on the back of his head, disrupting the hair growth a little, as well as some scattered scars all over his body. On his left shoulder, he’s got a dozen kill marks. NOTABLE FEATURES: His eyeballs! They’re very blue. Hence the nickname. USUAL EXPRESSION: Alone? Wary. With other people? Purposefully closed off. CLOTHING STYLE: Shabby chic. JEWELRY: N/A. ALLERGIES: Jerks. BODY TEMPERATURE: High ? DIET: Bunnies and leaves. PHYSICAL AILMENTS: N/A.

PSYCHOLOGY

JUNG TYPE: INTJ. JUNG SUBTYPE: INTJ-Ne. ENNEAGRAM TYPE: Type 1 – The Reformer. Self preservation variant. MORAL ALIGNMENT: Neutral good. TEMPERAMENT: Phlegmatic. ELEMENT: Earth. PRIMARY INTELLIGENCE TYPE: Naturalistic. APPROXIMATE IQ: Around 110. MENTAL CONDITIONS/DISORDERS: N/A. SOCIABILITY: Not great. EMOTIONAL STABILITY: Pretty good? OBSESSION(S): N/A. COMPULSION(S): He picks bark off the tops of trees, sometimes. PHOBIA(S): S q u i r r e l s. And small spaces. ADDICTION(S): N/A. DRUG USE: Occasional and recreational. ALCOHOL USE: Rare. PRONE TO VIOLENCE?: No.

MANNERISMS

SPEECH STYLE: Q…uiet. ACCENT: He doesn’t really have a distinct accent. If anything, it’s closest to the Ton. D.C. accent. QUIRKS: Always sits by a window. No exceptions. HOBBIES: Climbing things! HABITS: Nail biting. NERVOUS TICKS: He counts his teeth, with his tongue, when he’s nervous. DRIVES/MOTIVATIONS: Survival. Safety. The usual. FEARS: Guns.  POSITIVE TRAITS: He’s a good listener, he’s flexible with his plans, and he’s always sincere. NEGATIVE TRAITS: It doesn’t always show, but he’s moody. Sometimes belligerent. Always withdrawn. SENSE OF HUMOR: Drrrrrry. DO THEY CURSE OFTEN?: Not in the company of others. CATCHPHRASE(S): N/A.

FAVORITES

ACTIVITY: Swimming. ANIMAL: Bunnies. BEVERAGE: Herbal tea. COLOR: Green. FOOD: … bunnies. MODE OF TRANSPORTATION: On foot. SCENERY: Treetops. SCENT: Wet ground. WEATHER: Rain.

[strikbroa]

who maikol knows ( of )

grounders.

lexa – big sister, who he never ever sees. doesn’t have much experience with her post-costia.

costia – big sister’s ex. knew her well enough, before azgeda took her. liked her. rooted for her.

anya – unit leader. followed her, loyally, into war. didn’t hang out wit her, but respected her greatly.

lincoln – known only by reputation and occasional encounter.

indra – known only by reputation. maaaassive respect.

luna – probably met a handful of times, through lexa and the conclave. likes her, for not killing his sister.

gaia – probably met a handful of times. 

nyko – knew him through a handful of times he needed healing.

sky people.

clarke – saw her on the bridge. did not appreciate the guns.

aka wanheda – known through reputation. simultaneously, he respects and fears her.

bellamy – could snap him like a twig. stay far, far away from bellamy.

jasper – helped to tie him up, as bait. again … did not appreciate the guns.

murphy – didn’t meet him, but knew he was captive in his camp. grossed out about the finger nails.

octavia – could snap him like a twig. stay less far away from octavia than bellamy, because she didn’t massacre his people.

finn – appreciated his attempt at peace. did not appreciate the guns, when he learned about them.

kane – known through political reputation. no outward dislike.

abby – see above.

jaha – he can choke.

everyone else – maikol voice: who

[livs-cooke]

I loved her, mom.

[hollingsjerk]

[nietzschehoe-blog]

corblimeys

anyways… reblog + tag what you smell like according to what does a hero smell like 🍃

[vesface]

[seasinkarnadine]

Ai laik Heda.

Non na throu daun gon ai.

[mademoiselleboullan]

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[strikbroa]

ok gnight

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          He watches closely, as yet another arrow falls limp, long before it has a chance to connect with it’s intended target. “Spichen.” Maikol turns to Costia, more than prepared to turn his bow and arrow in. “I should try swords again.” Like Lexa. “I’m useless with a bow.” // @shrinemade

[strikbroa]

          Word had traveled quickly, of the army slain by Skaikru. It hadn’t been more than a day, when Maikol overheard the talk, stopping at a trading post. Dread filled him, as soon as two thoughts popped into his head: 1.) His sister’s personal policy of retribution and 2.) A year ago, that could have been him.

          The trip back to his village took a full day, but the settlement’s streets were crowded, when he arrived. Families mourned together, the soft voices overlapping to create a melancholic murmur that set his hair on edge. Worse yet, were the familiar faces that twisted in grief and anger. He could see who was missing, his memories filling the gaps. Getting through the crowd was a long process, Maikol stopping to pay his respects every chance he got. He kept moving, though, slowly but surely trying to find those that he had trained alongside.

          For the first time, he stilled. A face that he’d known since childhood had come into view. A face that took him back to a time when he was small, still sticking too-close to his sister’s side. A face that he’d so deeply hoped he wouldn’t see alone. “He didn’t make it, did he?” // @kalipsou​

[strikbroa]

darkestbeforedxwn.

He watched as the crown was lowered onto Roan’s head, his lips in a thin line and his brow furrowed. A quick glance to those around him said most were as pleased as he was. With a deep breath, he placed a comforting hand on the shoulder of the man next to him. “Do not worry – I won’t let him harm you. I swear on your sister’s spirit.”

@strikbro Starter Call - Lincoln

          There was an unusual fury, raging behind Maikol’s eyes as they stared daggers at the new Heda. Lincoln’s hand on his shoulder was a small comfort-- a reminder that there were people in Polis who were looking out for him, despite his sister’s passing. For the most part, though, they were surrounded by enemies. Maikol didn’t turn his head, but he nodded his thanks. “We all need to be careful.” he said, voice low. “Azgeda has never been kind, to our people.”

[strikbroa]

nctionwevemade.

       ❝ wanheda is no danger to you, maikol, i can PROMISE you that. as for azgeda…i’ll find a way to beat them. i PROMISE. ❞

          “I know you will.” He doesn’t doubt his sister’s capabilities. He just doesn’t want to be shot down, in the meantime. “But, for now... I think I’d be safer here. With you.”

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          “Are you Wa--- Clarke?” Wanheda almost slips, before Maikol has a chance to stop it. His knowledge of the girl is mostly through what he’s heard, and foggy memories of the day she’d tried to negotiate peach, with Anya. The blonde hair, though, he remembers. And, after searching for it, in the crowd, someone finally pointed in what he hopes is the right direction; there’s only so much time he can spend in a place like this, before it becomes dangerous. // @peacefighting