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RP PROFILE: T’odd Sylbrasyn

Crystal DC, Balmung  —

Age: 23 Birthday: 21st Sun of the 1st Umbral Moon Race: Seeker of the Sun Miqo'te Gender: Male Sexuality: Homosexual Marital Status: Divorced; Single Character Alignment: True Neutral/Chaotic Neutral

Physical Appearance — 

Hair: Like marble: pitch black, but run through with grey and white. Eyes: A deep, fir green. Height: 5’6”  —  taller than the average Miqo’te man, but not towering. Build: He is of medium stature with relatively toned arms, legs, and a strong and sturdy core. He's by no means a powerful man, but his sailor's physique from years past has not left him. Distinguishing Marks: Tattooed over the bridge of his nose, corners of his eyes, and on the edge of his jaw are various deep green slashes, like a mock-up of tribal markings. Scars sit upon his cheeks and heavier ones cross his neck, leaving the area marred and uneven. Continuing the overall theme, clawmark scars litter his forearms. He has massive ears, each being roughly fist-sized. Common Accessories: He typically wears a bandana over the scars on his neck, hoping not to have too much attention drawn there. T'odd has three total ear piercings that he often wears jewelry in: one in his right and two in his left. T'odd very rarely removes his linkpearl, in addition.

Relationships — 

Partner: None; he has yet to have a romantic partner since his divorce. Children: None. Parents: Though he does not outrightly claim her as his mother, T’odd speaks fondly of Sylbrael Swarharzwyn and wears her name as his surname. Siblings: He will, occasionally, mention having a younger brother. Pets: T'kassa (Adamantoise), T'aminiori (Lesser Panda), T'hozon (White Whittret), Hamburger (fish)

Additional Information —

Smoking Habit: Regularly; he took it up after his divorce. He has quite a few hand-rolled cigarettes on him at any given moment. Drugs: Nothing hard, really. Alcohol: If he’s not drinking it at the moment, T’odd has it on him in the form of a hip flask.

Traits — 

Bold your character’s answer.

Extroverted / In Between / Introverted -- He acts extroverted and, though it's largely a front, he does enjoy spending a lot of time around people. He still needs “recharge periods” of time alone, though. 

Disorganized / In Between / Organized -- All his possessions are in a constant state of disarray, but he knows where everything is and that’s what matters.

Close Minded / In Between / Open Minded

Calm / In Between / Anxious -- T’odd is a HORRIBLY anxious person, but he self-medicates his symptoms away pretty well; at least, well by his standards. Frankly, he barely functions.

Disagreeable / In Between / Agreeable -- When putting on a face for those around him, T'odd comes across as rather laid-back and easy to get on with. All it takes, however, is one moment to shattered this and allow the bull-headed, irritable, and stubborn true side of him to emerge.

Cautious / In Between / Reckless 

Patient / In Between /  Impatient -- T’odd has the patience for anything outside of himself: if he is aiding someone in learning, he has the temperament of a saint, but if he routinely fails at something, he will snap more quickly than a twig underfoot. 

Outspoken / In Between / Reserved 

Leader / In Between / Follower

Empathetic / In Between / Apathetic -- T’odd feels far more than he lets on.

Optimistic / In Between / Pessimistic

Traditional / In Between / Modern

Hard-working / In Between / Lazy

Cultured / In Between / Uncultured

Loyal / In Between / Disloyal -- If he's given a reason to break loyalty, he will take it; T'odd is not a “ride-or-die” type of person. 

Faithful / In Between / Unfaithful / ??? -- T'odd has never been in a situation where he has had to call his faithfulness into question. He wants to believe he'd be faithful! … But he doesn't know.

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5 Gifs to Describe Your OC || T’odd Sylbrasyn

tagged by: @theforestsquiet

tagging: ... I’m not hip with the times, I don’t know who has or has not done this

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So if you’re guilty and you know it, put your hands up; ‘Cause karma’s just a different word for bad luck -- 

The lyric I really wanted to use was “maybe God’s just a cop we can fast-talk” but that seemed more fitting

Anyway I always forget to post/take screens of my fantas so enjoy a lala T’odd

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🔯 What is your muse’s biggest regret?

From the “Getting Semi-Deep With The Muse” Meme

“I’ve got… A little brother.”

The smell of whiskey hung heavy around the Miqo’te, much like how the smoke hung around the walls of the bar. Amber liquid pooled shallowly in the bottle that sat before him as T’odd leaned back in his chair, eyes distant. He had drank far more than he had meant to – otherwise, such a question would’ve been laughed off.

“His name’s T’qhobi – he’ll be about seventeen summers, now. I haven’t… Seen him in three. Not much like I could, mind you, not with… The last time I showed my face around camp…” 

T’odd paused, opening his mouth uselessly before closing it and shaking his head. In a moment, however, the remnants of composure that T’odd seemed to be clinging to fell, and his expression turned bitter. He allowed his chair to drop to all four legs and brought his arms forward onto the table. 

“It’s fucking – it’s not fair, okay? It’s not like I can write him godsdamned letters or anything. “To T’qhobi, a tent somewhere outside of Camp Drybone, Eastern Thanalan”. That’s not an address, and I’d bet you gil that even if it were, it wouldn’t get to him anyway. If it doesn’t suit the bloody prince of a Nunh, it doesn’t make it into camp.”

His speech halted as he threaded his fingers into his hair, leaning over the table as though he were about to be sick. He was silent for a while.

When he spoke once more, it was quiet – a secret to be held in that moment.

“It was always okay when we had each other. I watched out for him, kept him safe when Siri wasn’t around. Fourteen summers, it felt like, and he never left my side. Now I’m gone and he’s on his own and I just – don’t ask me how, but I just know – he’s not okay. He’s not okay, and I…”

“… I could’ve brought him with me, and we could’ve gotten out together. But I had to go alone, like the selfish ass I am.”

Not another word could be had from T’odd. After a few silent, still minutes, he emptied the bottle, kicked his chair to the side, and left the bar into the night. 

Thanks for the ask, @skysteelsun! | Ask ahoy!

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ive never played lovelive.mdp

Hope this is how it works.

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Bar Crawl Meme || T’odd Sylbrasyn

Bold the choice that applies the most for each pub. Italic other likely possibilities 

Bar #1: Standard T’odd faire! He’s probably a little tipsy from his own personal pre-gaming.

Huddles in a corner staring wide-eyed at the group and wonders how they got there in the first place | Sits off to the side, sipping something non-alcoholic and watches the antics | Cheerfully sits with the group and drinks their first round | Calls for a round of shots to get the party started | Hangs out near the center of things, telling stories and cracking jokes

Bar #2: He’s not used to hopping multiple bars in one night -- he usually stays in one place the more he can help it -- but he’s done it before. He takes it in stride, hardly different from the first destination of the night. 

Finds a new corner to huddle in, growing increasingly concerned as the drinks flow | Relents and orders a glass of wine to nurse through the next ice age | Laughs and chats with the group, drinking the drinks and enjoying the camaraderie | Is off flirting and chatting with someone (or a few someones) up | Has made friends with the pub’s musician and is on stage singing and/or dancing a jig

Bar #3: We’re finally starting to get into obviously-drunk-T’odd territory. If he’s not already tried to score tonight, it’s only a matter of time.

Has been kidnapped by a roving gang of pirates (ironically also on a pub crawl of their own) (I mean, it’d be less a kidnapping and much more mutual) | On a third glass of wine and starting to let flow all sorts of interesting self details | Has managed to spontaneously get half the bar to sing a drinking song | Has hooked up, proposed, and split up at least twice thus far and is working on their rebound third | Disappeared into a back alley with a shady looking character leaving assurances of picking something up to “liven things up a little”

Bar #4: May the Twelve have mercy on the posse’s souls.

After being adopted as their impromptu mascot, is now being ferried around by the pirates on a makeshift palanquin as their “Pirate King” | Beyond wine drunk and keeps losing layers because it’s “too hot” | Is engaging in some cross group friendly rivalry in the ages old combination of booze and hurling sharp objects at a target | Passed out in the gutter halfway to the fourth pub | Whether it is incendiaries or herding the entire crew onto an impromptu dragon flight, whatever surprise is planned will be memorable

Tagged by the beautiful, the gorgeous, the @ceol-aen ! I’m tagging anyone who hasn’t done this to do it and tag me back because this is neato. 

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I’m trying to keep up with art I promise