{ Application for Sollux Captor }
Role in SBURB: Coded SGRUB, lead the blue team, fought with eridan, and died a lot.
Punishment: Vivid flashbacks to traumatizing/terrible/most regretted moments in his life up to the point he's at.
[ Admin note: The punishment is being changed; Sollux will occasionally experience flashbacks, but he will be cursed with a sort of Midas Touch that causes his mere involvement in something to cause it to go sour, as well as occasionally experiencing visions involving the death of those close to him. ]
Current situation: Has locked himself in his hive for his own safety, refusing to leave unless he has no choice.
Mun: Hi, my name is Mickey and I'm 17. I really don't know what to write here? I'll try my best with this blog. I promise.
Contact info: turntabledeity on skype. My name should show up as "Bags". This is the best way to keep in contact with me.
Example (Though I'll be using third person for this, I can switch to second person if need be. I can also write in script format, but I'll apply using paragraph)
Sollux hunched over his computer, scanning the red and blue of his code for any mistakes. He knew that he rarely made any, but- Ah. There it was. He quickly added the missing semicolon before leaning back and chugging the rest of one of the many energy drink cans he had scattered across his desk.
How long was it since he last slept? Sollux had lost count a while ago while lost in the lines of code. It was one of the only things he had left, but the sight of finished code always made him feel as if somebody punched him in the stomach through his throat. He decided that the room was too quiet, since he could hear happy trolls who weren't locked in either his house or his head, so he turned up the volume on the radio with a flicker of red and blue light.
Maybe, for once, he'd have a peaceful night.
Accepted! Let us know when you have your blog up and we'll add you to the members page.
