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The Worldâs Yours || Felix Hagan and the Family
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âCongratulations, Mytoni. Youâre getting your own crew.â
Maybe to any other young violet blood this would be great news, something to celebrate. A shiny, new, and most importantly, undeserved promotion. And who wouldnât want the opportunity to lead their own crew in an invasion, go on to expand the empire and all that fun stuff.
The words hit Koteus like an arrow, and as it sunk to the pit of his stomach it took any words of protest he might have had along with it.
Distaste, however, was not so quiet and it made itself apparent on his face, as General Viroil paused and a crease began to form along his browline, effectively changing his expression from celebratory to one of concern. It was always very easy to be intimidated by an older fuchsia troll, especially one of Viroils stature and decoration.
He was one of those prodigies, groomed specifically for his role and he wore it well. Not in the way that he lorded over those beneath him, but one could see the wisdom and experience in his eyes. The look of disappointment on his face right now, for example, well that must have taken at least 400 sweeps to perfect.
Koteus sank back into his seat, he could feel his eyes piercing into him as they scanned over him.
With a refined sigh, Viroils expression softened and he sat back in his own chair.
âIt is a nonnegotiable promotion, Koteus. It came in from over my head.â His lips pulled back into a curt smile. â They like what they see.â
Koteus has seen what happens when the empire LiKeS what it sees, what comes of handpicked prodigies. Though, they were usually much younger than him. He thought heâd played it safe. He thought he was good.
âWell, send it back!â Koteus rose quickly, slamming his hands on the desk, though his voice filled the entire office, it was only barely loud enough for him to hear over his own drumming heart. Viroil did not react, not so much a flinch, with a face set in stoneÂ
âThere must be some sort of mistake. I map stars, Vir. I fix prosthetics! Hardly does that make a leader. In fact, Iâd call someone with those attributes a follower. Wouldnât you?â He didnât know what upset him more about this, the promotion itself or Viroils willingness to roll over for the âchain of commandâ. He never did before. What was so different now?
âI suppose they are counting on your second in command to be able to guide you.â
âSecond. My second in command. Will be teaching me. Does that even make sense? Are you hearing yourself?â The indignance in the air was so thick it threatened to snuff them both out.
It just made no sense. This was unfair.Â
Viroil shrugged his shoulders, and this time his smile was much more playful, not that Koteus could see it beyond the tears that were welling up. âShaking it up I suppose?â
As far as Koteus was concerned the only shaking up the fleet needed ended with the entire infrastructure crumbling to the ground. Now wouldnât that be grand? He supposes, though, that would come with a whole host of newer problems he wanted nothing to do with. There was just no winning.
With a sigh, he deflates and settles back into his seat. How bad could it be? He knew right from wrong, he couldnât be groomed so easily like the children before him. The general here was different from them, too, heâd been been here forever and he hasnât turned into a twisted fucking cycle path.
âYouâll never make any real difference hiding in my engine room, Ko. Itâs time to grow up.â Viroils voice broke through the very brief silence, it sounded more like an order than life advice if he were being honest. It probably was.
âScientist crews hardly see any real action, theyâre only really there to deem whether a planet is worth the resources it would take to invade it or not.â
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Your name is Koteus Mytoni and this here is what we in the biz call a retcon! So sit back, relax, and let it happen.
At 22 sweeps old you are the youngest member of an infamous crew that threw and infamous tantrum on a colony planet that got just about 90% of them super killed. No, you are not one of the ones that got that treatment.Â
In fact, Mytoni, now that weâre talking about it, you werenât even one of the ones that actually participated in the riots! Donât you care about freedom? Tsk. Itâs okay, you were busy. You know, trying to convince them,any one of them, that there were other ways, other things they could do! But you were the baby, werenât you? And who ever listened to you in the first place? Now theyâre all dead, and you were stripped of rank, but not before they gave you a front row seat to the execution. Does it hurt? Watching all of your friends die? Iâll bet.
After watching all of your friends die you and the only other surviving member of the crew were sent to complete opposite sides of the world, it felt like, they even tried to force you back down into the ocean.. But like the drone they sent to watch you broke because it couldnât stand the pressures of the vast deep and itâs really hard to stargaze from there⊠So you left. Silly you, though, didnât think to seek Kleihe out. Thatâs enough of the depressing stuff for now. Letâs talk about life for you as it is presently.
You enjoy stargazing, making robots, and deep sea diving. That last one doesnât really count as a hobby if you were born there, but whatever we get it.
One of your most recent creations is called Sol, itâs short for Solace and you love her very much. She was made to look like one of the natives of the planet you were stationed on and kind of was just to help you deal with the hole left in your heart from your crew being ripped away from you. Some would say there was an easier solution to that, but I mean. Robots. She was designed to stargaze, her eyesight is infinitely better than yours and she can see systems and constellations that you canât without the assistance of a telescope. Sheâs your daughter and we love her.
Stargazing is largely your favorite thing in the entire niverse to do. Some would deem it childish, spending all of your time with your head in the clouds making wishes on shooting stars and all that. But who cares what anyone thinks? Not you, you never did, really.
You would never admit that as of late your, usually very well maintained, obsession with a spotless home has gotten a little bit out of hand and that youâre struggling to get it back underwraps. But thatâs exactly whatâs happening and you hate it.
These days you pretend to be a nurse for a pretty famous surgeon and lend your hand to the less fortunate souls that you come across with a place to live. Usually in your very large beach side hive.
Tell me, Mytoni, does protecting these new friends really make up for the ones youâve already let down?
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Basic Info under the cut
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Name: Koteus Mytoni
Age: 22 Sweeps
Gender: Male
Height: 6â11
Ability: He could probably fight a moose, idk
Blood Color: Violet
Strife Specibus: Hookkind
Symbol:Itâs a meteor!
Lusus:Squiddad! Heâs a colossal squid named Squishy
Trolltag: shaggyOutlander
Extrovert/Introvert: Ambivert
Quirk:the quick bro#wn fo#x jumps o#ver the lazy do#g
Personality:
Though as of late Koteus has been what some would call a ârecluseâ or a âhermitâ, he is really a very outgoing and social creature -- He likes to spend whatever time he can around people, which absolutely explains how Sol came to be. He considers himself to be very dependable and a people person. Though he struggles with some facets of PTSD, manifesting in the form of some of his compulsive tendencies, he refuses to actually admit these are problems that exist and well.. Continues to struggle with them. At the end of the day he cares more about others than he ever did about himself. For whatever thatâs worth.
I am telling you this in no uncertain terms if you kill Koteus I will cry
An assortment of junk! (Looks like he was building something.) A tray of nachos(+half your health), schematics for what looks to be a new robot, and a handful of âstardustâ
Weâre in an RPG now! Send me the name of a character! Could be yours, could be mine, and Iâll tell you what I think theyâll drop when theyâre defeated.
anything ending in a 3 or 6 for Lopard and Koteus :oc
3. Does your character have an accent? What does it sound like?
Lopard has a New Yorker-ish accent. Like straight out of the city white kid thinks he's thug, accent. But it's mostly hidden at this point. Koteus has none.
6. If you were to pick one song â and only one song â to describe your character, what would it be and why?
For Koteus it has always been Young Volcanoes, I don't know, something about that song just makes me want to kick my Koteus muse in the fucking ass and get shit into motion.
For Lopard it's been Enjoy the Ride, Lopard is and has been my most care free of muses and he wasn't put through the easiest of lives out of all my trolls I think I can say that his was the shittiest and he kind of just breezed by all of it and here he is! \o/
13. Have they ever been so overwhelmed they had to stop and take a break from something?Â
Koteus nah, but Lopard's senses are easily overloaded and he deals with that by drinking until the feeling stops, so he doesn't take a break, but he does need a drink to get him through whatever is fucking with him.
16. What are their best school subjects? What are their worst?
 Koteus's best subject is astronomy! His worst is biology, he has no idea how things that aren't mechanic work lmao.
Lopards best subject is math, he's real good with numbers and figuring shit out. But please don't ask him to do anything relating to writing.
23. Do they prefer romance or affection? What is the quickest way to your characterâs heart?
Koteus is a sucker for being romanced! The quickest way to his heart is to take him on as many cliched romantic dates as you can.Â
Lopard prefers to be held and have his hair stroked. Tender embraces are the best way to this cowboys heart.
26. How does your character prepare for bed? Do they sleep at all or can they stay awake for days on end without trouble?
Koteus likes to read fantasy stories before he gets his booty ready for bed. He sleeps like a rock!
Lopard has to make sure the entire hive is fucking spotless, especially the kitchen, before he can even think about getting his happy ass to bed. He falls asleep quickly, but will probably stay asleep for the next twenty-three years.
