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Jun. 15th, 2013 06:16 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
8urn3d0u7 player
Name: Drizz
Age: 17
Timezone: Pacific standard
Contact: Contact post in the journal.
character
Name: Mituna Captor
Canon Point: After Openbound part 2. Specifically right after his talk with Meenah.
Items & Abilities: A slightly dented skateboard. Mituna suffered horrible mental and physical damage before, so he doesn't have psionic powers anymore. Or he does, and he doesn't know it anymore.
Memo Log Sample: video or txt.
derailedGrinder [DG] Opened a public memo.
DG: 1
DG: 1 7H1NK 1M L057
DG: H4Y 8UL@3L1CK3R5 50M30N3 H3LP M33 7H3 FUUK 0U7 4LR34DY
DG:....
DG: 1 1M 50RRY PL3453 H3LP
Prose Sample: A mind is an absolutely terrible thing to waste.
He had said that once. Or maybe it was Latula who said it, he couldn't remember. Either way, it had been said and it was right. The Heir of Doom's greatest weapon was his mind, which in a way made him perfect for his matesprite to protect.
It didn't work out in the end though. They had been separated. He had found... something, he couldn't even remember it anymore. Kurloz had been there as well. Did he have some kind of involvement? Who knows, he certainly wasn't going to talk.
All of this, the sacrifice, his friends reactions, his own reaction as he burned himself out. It all seemed like a far off dream, and nowadays it was.
Mituna awoke in his recuperacoon in a cold sweat. This happened on random nights. He had some weird dream that he couldn't understand that made him wake up with his blood oozer pounding. He swore quietly, waving the thoughts away, and tried to sleep again.
Name: Drizz
Age: 17
Timezone: Pacific standard
Contact: Contact post in the journal.
character
Name: Mituna Captor
Canon Point: After Openbound part 2. Specifically right after his talk with Meenah.
Items & Abilities: A slightly dented skateboard. Mituna suffered horrible mental and physical damage before, so he doesn't have psionic powers anymore. Or he does, and he doesn't know it anymore.
Memo Log Sample: video or txt.
derailedGrinder [DG] Opened a public memo.
DG: 1
DG: 1 7H1NK 1M L057
DG: H4Y 8UL@3L1CK3R5 50M30N3 H3LP M33 7H3 FUUK 0U7 4LR34DY
DG:....
DG: 1 1M 50RRY PL3453 H3LP
Prose Sample: A mind is an absolutely terrible thing to waste.
He had said that once. Or maybe it was Latula who said it, he couldn't remember. Either way, it had been said and it was right. The Heir of Doom's greatest weapon was his mind, which in a way made him perfect for his matesprite to protect.
It didn't work out in the end though. They had been separated. He had found... something, he couldn't even remember it anymore. Kurloz had been there as well. Did he have some kind of involvement? Who knows, he certainly wasn't going to talk.
All of this, the sacrifice, his friends reactions, his own reaction as he burned himself out. It all seemed like a far off dream, and nowadays it was.
Mituna awoke in his recuperacoon in a cold sweat. This happened on random nights. He had some weird dream that he couldn't understand that made him wake up with his blood oozer pounding. He swore quietly, waving the thoughts away, and tried to sleep again.
