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A note for CR AU applications
Ruby City does allow previous game history/CR to be brought over on a case by case basis. If you want to include this in your application please add additional sections for PERSONALITY DEVELOPMENT and PREVIOUS GAME HISTORY beneath the Personality and Background/History sections.
In these additional sections we would like to see a brief outline of your character's previous game history and how it potentially impacted on and altered their canon personality.
[ FANDOM OC] Orphaner Dualscar || Homestork || no reserve || 2 of 3
For someone so high in the caste system, it's unsurprising that Dualscar's loyalties lie with both the Empress and the Empire. Why would one be inclined to fight a system that only benefits them? His flushed feelings for the Empress are no secret, though the reasons behind them are never elaborated upon. Perhaps it seems only right for the sole female of the highest caste to choose a suitor from the second highest caste, another thing Dualscar would not argue against. He desires what he perceives as his blood rights and he persues what he believes he deserves.
He seems the sort to maintain order, seeing as order is a reoccurring theme through his life. Everything is based on rank and everything is judged by power. The Highbloods are stronger, more powerful and guaranteed to live longer, so it's only right that they should hold the reins. Since the two highest castes of society are the sea dwellers, the authority of Alternia tends to come from below the waves. Knowing his place, Dualscar does not consider himself the ruler of the ocean, merely its maintainer. From his outfit shown in his brief appearance, it seems obvious that he's in an official position of power. His cape, armor and gold worn as decoration indicate an illustrious sort of career. It seems unlikely that a pirate would dress in such a manner, though personal grooming and appearance are key to him. An admiral or general is a far more befitting assumption for our Dualscar. Not to say he was necessarily a just and fair man of the military, it is probable that he would be more than a little corrupt. Even prone to the occasional (frequent) abuse of power and the use of underhanded methods to stake claim on lands and treasure. All in the name of the empire, mind you. Far be it from Dualscar to so selfishly take whatever he pleases(haha).
In a society built around hate, fear and inevitable death it's hardly surprising one takes names and viciously kicks ass on a daily basis. In Alternia, you do what you can to survive, even if that means sticking your feet in people's faces and stabbing them in the back. Dualscar would have to fight tooth and claw to remain the head of his fleet. This would probably call for the occasional culling of a crew member to keep the men sprightly and on their toes. All he asks for is total devotion, loyalty and the utmost respect for him. Whatever he's doing, it's to keep himself at the top. He strives to be the best, to be the most impressive, the most powerful, the richest and the one with the firmly filled quadrants. The last one seemed a hopeless cause for a good many sweeps, until he met someone who saw through all of his barriers of intimidation and hatred.
Now, if we refer back to pirates, we can begin to discuss his glorious kismesitude with Marquise Spinneret Mindfang. Mindfang is the very essence of the corruption Dualscar indulges in. While he is rigid and strict, she is wild and free. The two would have more than a few reasons to clash when it came to claiming land and serving the Empire. As a free spirit, Mindfang was inclined to do whatever she pleased, which surely did Dualscar no favours. Somehow, the two of them managed to tangle together in a black romance, which Dualscar was more than happy to foster. In fact, it's likely the two had some sort of mutually beneficial relationship. Dualscar would keep Mindfang safe from capture for her crimes (probably because he couldn't stand the thought of someone else having her) and it's possible she allowed him to indulge in her literal spoils in exchange (treasure, land and slaves who he would begin to detest). However, when he opened his lonely heart to such passion, he slowly allowed flushed feelings to creep in. When this mixed with the jealousy Mindfang's rebellion caused, his emotions became more twisted and he acted out, killing his romantic rivals. Though, such behaviour is typical of a highblood with no moirail.
Naturally, he was turned down for a mutually flushed relationship and he sought revenge through means other than his own. For a long time, he allowed Mindfang to slip through his fingers despite her crimes toward Alternia. Until now, he felt it was fair as long as he could keep tabs on her. Their mutually beneficial relationship had become problematic and awkward for the both of them. Now, too ashamed by her lack of interest to show his face, too angered by her flaunting of flushed feelings with others and too bitter to allow her to live on. He orders her slave to death,places a larger bounty on her head and then visits the Highblood with everything he knows about her. She would no longer be his problem.
Ampora was a pirate. No8ody liked him. He killed a lot of people, 8ut was later executed 8ecause he was una8le to tell a funny joke.
Now, there's a couple of things there that aren't entirely true. It's been stated in Mindfang's own journal that he is a maritime overlord. Unless she was being sarcastic, which isn't unlikely. However, we can see here that his little trip to the Highblood's lair did not work in his favours. His inability to laugh at himself or to be jovial in any sense did not score him any points. It's very likely he underestimated the abilities of the Highblood, or perhaps thought him a fool who needed to be talked down to. If that is the case, it's unsurprising that his lack of humor would result in his death, his first and only punchline.
Strengths/Weaknesses: As previously mentioned, he's an excellent strategist and a man hardened by battle. He's skilled at formulating effective plans, he can draw up maps and reference history books if need be. His long term memory is great, but his short term memory leaves much to be desired. Occasionally he can forget his intentions midway through an argument or he'll forget tricks Mindfang has already played on him. As a highblood he's emotionally unstable, jealous, violent and an all around moody prick.
Abilities: As a troll he has levelled up strength and agility and a longer life span. As a sea dweller he has gills, expanding organs and fins for swimming and breathing underwater. He's slightly more graceful underwater than he is on land, but that isn't to say he's any less of a threat. Just that a land dweller would not want to engage him in a sea battle. Due to his connection to the sea, he can become cagey and uncomfortable if parted from it for long periods of time.
He's been wielding his cross hairs for as long as he can remember, he's an adept marksman and his gun is his most valued weapon. He's capable of combat without it, obviously, but he will lament the lack of it. In close range his claws, fists and anything he can get his hands on become his weapons. He's strong, but he isn't the strongest troll. If someone such as The Grand Highblood challenged him to a fist fight, he would have to rely more on wit than brawn.
[ FANDOM OC] Orphaner Dualscar || Homestork || no reserve || 3 of 3
Mindfang: His former kismesis. The two were infamous for their black romance until Dualscar began to develop flushed feelings that he eventually confessed to. The relationship was built on mutual benefit and snark and Dualscar is confused as to how he really feels about her.
Her Imperious Condescension: It's implied by Mindfang that he's flushed for her, and it's possible considering their descendants. As someone loyal to the empire and second highest in ranking it seems fitting that he would desire her.
The Helmsman: It's possible he had a hand in getting him his job as the Helmsman. Though he probably detests anyone who interests the Empress more than Dualscar himself, he doesn't really know him.
Grand Highblood: Killed by him because he couldn't think of a funny joke, thinks he's ridiculous but had the nerve to attempt to use him in order to rid himself of Mindfang's scorn.
The Dolorosa: Has an intense dislike for her, coupled with jealousy. She was getting in the way of his relationship with Mindfang so he had her killed.
Eridan Ampora:His descendant whom he has had no direct contact with. However, it's said that an Ancestor will leave hints for their Descendant and help them follow their path, the only clear indication of this is that Eridan wields his crosshairs and roleplays Dualscar with a passion. That being said, Eridan himself is quick to give it away and replace it with his new weapon.
First Person: So, it's been made abundantly clear that I wwill not be leavvin' this place. Not by my owwn accord, in any case.
An' I'm not alone in this, am I?
Right.
First off, I wwant to knoww the name an' rank a evvery troll in this place.
If you wwere so blind as to believve the caste system wwould go to shit because a different circumstances, you can think again.
Wwe wwill not conform to the livves of humans. To do so is to betray your heritage and to become the scum a the univverse.
Honestly, wwhy anyone would desire such a short, confusin' existance is beyond me.
Second. I'd noticed that it's not just the idiots I'd become accustomed to, but wwe are noww in possession of a second set a wwrigglers?
Fascinatin'.
For those a you born swweeps too late to knoww the glory a our time, I am Orphaner Dualscar an' you wwill refer to me as such.
It's a pleasure for all a you, I am sure.
Third Person: The sound of Dualscar's boots clicking against the stone floors is the only thing stopping an eerie silence from falling over the darkened caves. There's a dim light in the distance, but it serves little comfort to the troll as he walks. The further he walks forward, the closer the figure on the chair becomes. He feels small, standing in the other troll's presence, so he does not kneel. The blood smeared on the walls in rainbow patterns and queer faces sends a shiver of disgust down his spine.
The next parts are a blur. He argues and he freezes. Suddenly words do not come so easily. A joke should be so simple, right? Such a foolish request, and yet, Dualscar could not even open his mouth. The light behind the other troll seems to shine brighter as he stands, the patterns becoming swirls as Dualscar's eyes struggle to focus. A spiked club raises and Dualscar's heart stops, the moment seeming to freeze almost entirely before it all comes crashing down. The club collides, the pain burns and suddenly Dualscar sees the world through violet coloured glasses before a cold rush of air fills his lungs.
One deep breath is followed by a few short, sharp ones as Dualscar begins to realise his surroundings. Had that all been a dream? He shakes his head, trying to focus again as he glances around. Nope. Actually. Looking around himself is making this worse. His body is shaking and he feels sick to stomach as he buries his face in his hands and shuts his eyes for a moment. He regrets that choice as soon as he makes it, when he closes his eyes all he can see is that twisted, painted face and all he can hear is the booming echo of his laugh. It wasn't just his skull that had been shattered, it was his pride.
Curious as this contraption was, he wasn't sure if he wanted to know where he was being taken, but he supposes he's about to find out as the train rolls to a stop. He wills his shaking legs to stand as he steps toward the doors, shouldering his crosshairs to wedge out of the train. He inhales sharply, trying to earn the courage to step onto the platform. The breeze ruffles his hair as he peers out the door and he scowls into the empty platform.
There he stands, a troll in a strange place with no particular purpose or inkling of knowledge in regards to his surroundings. He's heard much different tales of death and the mysteries of the afterlife, and he's fairly sure he prefers them to...this.
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