Colonystuck

Name: Percy Pronouns: They/them/he/him. Age: --- Discord: --- Character: Mituna Captor Story: Mituna was a brilliant young troll raised on earth, he took up parenting of Sollux once Psiioniic stopped showing up, he was actually pretty good at it, learning how to cook quite a bit of cuisine and food for him, and his brother. He was an aspiring game designer, and professional skater who got along with anyone. Up until the car accident with Sollux. Where he was permanently mentally handicapped. He is now living off disability with Sollux. Occasionally going to visit Latula. Roleplay: He was bored, an ungodly hour of the day to be up at, and yet here he was, leaned back and twitching faintly in his seat. There was something, somewhere, that reminded him to not be loud, not now, and while it took him a while to get this game installed on his computer, while emphasis for hours, after the frustrations and passage, of banging the desk and kicking over a non-deserving trashcan, Mituna figured it was best to not play for now. At least, not right in the moment.

He knew he was going to do something, he had repeated it over and over in his head and yet… it was gone; the train derailed and off it’s mental tracks, leaving him lingering in this stagnate and irritating limbo. Limbo enough that lips curled back in a frustrated snarl as he tried to get it to come back to him.

“Game…games…es? No… fuck…shit fucking shit whorennnng!” A low snarl, a bit louder than he’d intended, and it’s enough to make himself flinch from his own voice, a swift click, a hiss, and he’s shushing the air around him as if to stop the noises. There had been something… something… and he knew it was there, somewhere, lingering in the back of his mind, a fog that always slipped just out of reach.

Name: Tyler! Pronouns: He/Him Age: -- Discord: -- Character: Mituna Captor Story:  Mituna was a brilliant young troll raised on earth, he took up parenting of Sollux once Psiioniic stopped showing up, he was actually pretty good at it, learning how to cook quite a bit of cuisine and food for him, and his brother. He was an aspiring game designer, and professional skater who got along with anyone. Up until the car accident with Sollux. Where he was permanently mentally handicapped. He is now living off disability with Sollux. Occasionally going to visit Latula. Roleplay: Mituna was looking at one of his favorite games ever from before the accident. The original Super Mario Bros. from NES. He put the Cartridge into the console, and opened it up. His eyes were locked on the screen as he played, he wasn’t doing very well… and this absolutely frustrated him, his eyes started crackling. “FUCK1NG FUCK1NG…” He growled as he looked at the Goomba that had been stumping him for the first hour of his game play.

His hands started heating up, the controller melted, but not fully. It was beyond usable however. Which prompted him to get upset, throwing the controller at the Screen. Storming off. His head was hurting, his Psiioniic’s were hurting his head. Which prompted him screaming more.