>Attempt to be the thick guy.
Your attempt was a resounding success!
Your name is CRASSU ARTIOS, 2 names which are embarrassingly close to the LATIN WORDS for both THICK and DENSE, and yet it DESCRIBES YOU PERFECTLY.
Your skin is abnormally thick. So thick in fact, that for about an inch or so, there are no blood vessels, causing you to have never been CUT DEEP ENOUGH TO BLEED. As a result you cannot blush, bleed and you do not know your own blood color. You do, however, have a HIGH PAIN THRESHOLD, so you also have never cried. You're also a BIT OF A WUSS and are not willing to cut yourself deep enough to see your blood color. You assume you're rather low down on the hemospectrum though, since no highblood would ever be born with such an odd abnormality.
Despite your obviously low place on the spectrum, you follow it to the letter, and expect most people to do the same. As such, you're not friends with many of the redbloods, and you tend to shy away from the higher-blooded. As a result, you mostly hang around with orange and yellowbloods, though occasionally a greenblood will pique your interest to the point that you forget the hemospectrum for a while. This may also result from your THICKNESS.
In fact, your best friend is a greenblood. But more on her later.
Keeping with your thick skin and horns, you are also THICKHEADED, and you tend to think slowly. You reflect this in your typing style on your Trollian handle of abhorrentThickness
by ...speaking... with ellipses put in... where your thoughts pause... but also sometimes for... emphasis...
Your lusus is a large rhino, your modus finds the AVERAGE DENSITY of the object you captchalouge, and places it in a card, numbered 1 to zero based off of the density to the thousandths decimal place. Your STRIFE SPECIBUS is bladekind, enabling you to wield all forms of DAGGERS, SWORDS AND KNIVES, which you generally try to cut yourself with, but pussy out at the last moment.
Although you do not know it, your blood color is a rusty orange/brown. (#BE4C00
) If you knew it, you'd probably dress like this.
Before entering the Medium, your lusus would die by way of sylladex mishap, clobbering it on the head with an enormous rock. This is what finally caused you to cry, and to know your blood color as it dripped into your lusus' matching and growing pool.