AMITYVILLE ACADEMY ENROLLMENT FORM "Nothin' says I love you more than a big, fat, juicy cow carcass; AM I RIGHT?"
Name: Ezekyhel Blacktusk.
Nicknames: Zeke.
Gender: Male.
Age: 70 (around 16-17, in human years).
Faction: Monster.
Race: Desert-Dwelling Cave Troll.
Natural Ability:
ROAR--- trolls have got a ROAR that's meant to amaze. Used as an intimidation technique, as well as a way to impress the ladies (or other men- it's all the same to a troll), a troll's ROAR is considered to be as unique and as important to a troll as a human's fingerprint. It can blow back enemies quite a bit, should they not be prepared for it, and can often leave them feeling quite queasy- as a troll's breath is rarely as minty fresh as one might prefer. Raw meat, after all, makes up a hefty portion of their diet.
Zeke's roar in particular generally resembles the following: "GrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrraaaaaaaaaaaaAAAAAAUUUUUUUUGHH!!!!", closed- usually- with a hefty amount of coughing, as the strain he puts on his vocal chords tends to take its toll on the poor kid.
Personality:
Overall: Zeke is a very fun-loving, sociable sort of troll. He likes to jump into conversations where ever he sees fit, and finds comfort in being the life of the party. He offers up an almost irresistible friendly, easy-going demeanor that generally earns him scores of pals to hang around; and can be compared, in personality, to that of a "bro" (constant fist bumping, faux fighting, friendly competition, etc). He likes to grab life by the tusks and run with it, intent on experiencing everything he can, and holding within him a sort of youthful sense of immortality; as though nothing he does will ever harm him, or turn out bad. Because of this, he tends to get caught up in a lot of dangerous stunts; as, like most trolls, he's always so intent on proving himself and is armed, too, with an adrenaline junkie's lust for an even more dangerous challenge to be conquered. He's the type to act first, think later, and run like hell from any sort of consequences that are to be had later on.
Likes: DARING STUNTS like back flips off of a tree branch that's much too high, barely landing and ending up with a bruise on his a** for weeks later. Flirting/mingling with cool dudes and hot gals, putting some sweet moves on them in order to make them fall for his trollness. SCARING because o sun troll it makes him double over with laughter to see the look on his victim's face when he roars and they're forced to pee themselves. And just, general bro'ing about campus that will eventually get him named the Trollest Bro of All The Other Troll Bros (srsly, he's going for the gold).
Dislikes: Embarrassing himself, which he- in general, and to his immense dissatisfaction- tends to do a lot of via hairbrained schemes gone wrong or his tendency towards being clumsy and occasionally making a fool of himself when trying to be the charming troll man he is. Cold weather because he's a frickin' desert troll and just simply isn't well-equipped for anything below scorching. Being awoken from his trollish slumber, due to the fact that cave trolls tend to sleep for extremely long periods of time, and end up quite grumpy should they be roused.
FEAR Ability:
BARRELRUN, a gambler's chance FEAR. Zeke can hunker down and run at an opponent, arms wide as he goes in for the tackle of a lifetime, at a rather frightening pace; though it will often send both him and his enemy into a tumble that does damage not only to his victim, but to Zeke as well. He's got a tough hide, however, and can usually brush the injuries off quite easily; whereas his opponent may not- hopefully- be so lucky.
Why are they enrolled in Amityville Academy?: After having lived the mediocre life of a desert-dwelling cave troll, surrounded by other desert-dwelling cave trolls that had kept themselves isolated from all others for quite some time (possibly since their very damned creation, spun from a B-rated horror film about carnivorous tribal trolls that lived in- you guessed it- caves), Zeke grew tired of being kept locked away; doing whatever it is trolls do in their intricate networking of caves and tunnels, deep in the dunes. He made a run for it one day, spurred on by his own phase of teenage rebellion, and ended up at the Academy; deciding it'd be best for him to enroll, as where else would there be a better place to make some new friends and experience some great new things?
Physical Description:
Eye Colour: Icy blue.
Hair Colour/Style: Dark orange, styled into a thick mane of half-shaved dreads.
Skin Colour: A worn out grey-green color.
Clothing Style/Colours: Tank tops, tight-fitting skinny jean cut offs, NO shoes, the occasional hoodie; very simple, very laid back with a hint of modern fashion sense. He can scare those puny humans without trying to dress spooky. There are cool dudes and hot gals to impress, after all.
Extra: Short (5'5, an average cave troll height) and stout muscular; large, curved tusks protruding from a mouth full of crooked canines; faded tribal tattoos; various piercings; only three thick fingers on each hand and only three large toes on each wide-set foot.
References: See image to the left of form. <3
Concept art (c) Negativism
World (c) THIS IS HALLOWEEN
Character (c) I AM WOE
World (c) THIS IS HALLOWEEN
Character (c) I AM WOE
