- Was delivered to Alternia on the back of a meteor after Karkat Vantas cloned all the troll kids and their ancestors as grubs. Survived the crash landing.
- Was fortunately found by a lusus of the appropriate blood color before he could be eaten.
- Traveled around Alternia as a grub with his lusus until the time came for him to pupate. Due to his unique situation, did not have any worker drones build any sort of home or was assigned to live in a communal hive with other lowbloods. Instead continued to travel around with his lusus as a very small child.
- This situation lasted for around a perigee before slavers found him. They managed to snag him and threatened the young yellowblood that they would kill his lusus if he didn't make it cooperate with them. Too young to use his powers effectively or understand, he went along with them in a panic.
- He doesn't remember any of this, only the sweeps after, due to being so young.
- Was taken to a slave training camp where other young lowbloods were gathered and groomed to be different slaves which were then auctioned off or sold en mass depending on their function.
- Every slave was gone through basic slave needs for every different slave category, and whatever they showed an inclination for, they were trained in after a certain point and just that. Showing a talent with his hands, a quick mind, and a skinny enough frame for squeezing into tight spaces in machinery (a dangerous task with high fatality rates), he initially thought he would be slated for factory work.
- His active mind and tendency to get bored often had him sneaking into places that he wasn't supposed to go. It was because of this that he managed to slip into the vents and overhear some of the highblood overseers talking about potential Helmstroll candidates. He managed to sneak a listen on one of the radios tuned into the Helmsman frequencies for the water ships. It was a horrifying experience, but it only hit home what he was listening to when he managed to get some information out of the older slaves about what Helmstrolls were. It was around then that he realized there were no proper psionics in that same age group, and became horrified.
- Thus began the start of him suppressing his own psionic abilities, although the backlash caused scarring up his arms and worsened his own tendency to migraines.
- Despite being a clear mutant of some sort, he managed to hide the true potency of his powers through lying and fortunate coincidence. Pretending that using anything but minor "lightshows" gave him intense head pain, he was brushed aside as "defective".
- When his age group was finally divided into different slave groups, he watched as many of those he had been friends with or scuffled with were dragged to Helmstroll training grounds. He himself was slated, as he initially thought he would be, into the factory slave groups.
- Every slave group had its own education modules, some more developed than others. With a combination of inept childish networking and more successful willingness to trade favors or even food, he managed to gain access to most modules beyond his own paltry one.
- He was sold to his first slave owner at age 5 sweeps, en mass with a large chunk of other factory slaves.
- The slave brand that accompanied this change in his life was marked onto his upper hip on the left side. From both the pain and the effort of not having his psionics explode him and the whole building, he ended up fainting from the stress. Those who knew him from slave training mocked him relentlessly for it, not knowing what he was trying to hide.
- He was taken from the training camp to a port city, where the only lowbloods were fellow slaves and the vast majority of the population was some form of highblood particularly seadwellers. The factory he was to work at regularly made things for seafaring ships that couldn't be grown with biotechnology. He initially had to deal with cleaning duty, which often included helping drag away the corpses of fellow slaves which either fell to the violence of their highblood owners or to the dangers of working near violent machinery.
- When he was initially assigned a room in a communal hivestem, he was given four other blockmates and one recuperacoon so that their owners wouldn't have to spend more on either space or furniture. Days were often uncomfortable and restless. Things only became slightly better whenever one of their blockmates was killed off for whatever reason. It was only a little after he hit six sweeps that he was allowed to move to a new block with only two other blockmates, although he didn't know either.
- Sweeps are constantly filled with the paranoia of having to hide his powers or else he'll become a Helmsman. His manic-depressive episodes started to also become more intense as he grew older, worsened by his horrible conditions. His experiences working in the slave factory would also burden him with PTSD.
- As he matured into the state that would show the color of his blood in his eyes if he were a 'normal' troll, he was slowly shifted to actual factory work instead of constant clean up duty. The relief of not having to handle dead bodies all the time was offset by the newfound stress and responsibility this forced onto him.
- Along with his increasing workload and struggling to survive normally, he also had to work hard to ensure that no one discovered his psionic abilities. Anyone he suspected of having the ability to learn about them (such as telepaths), he forced himself to kill so that he wouldn't become a Helmsman. Despite Alternian culture encouraging such actions, they still ladled him with intense guilt over his actions which he viewed as selfish.
- His abrasive attitude, slow ability to trust, and various other factors often got him into many fights, many which threatened to take his life.
- The first time his pails were filled was at age 7 sweeps.
- Due to his unique physical mutations (heterochromia, two sets of horns), he was often valued by his highblooded overseers and owner who thought him 'exotic' on some level. Constant harassment was a regular occurrence, from simple things such as touching his horns or stroking his face. Despite the lack of severity, each incident often left him feeling intensely sick and shaken.
- Migraines, exhaustion brought on by overworking, and his disorder often left him no choice but to avoid going to his job or being able to work at his full capacity. To avoid being culled, he often had to appeal to the overseers or, on rare occasion, his master. Sometimes this meant simply being forced to work even more for a certain set of time. Other times, he had to perform demeaning or even sexual acts in order to keep his life.
- All of this combined only urged on his suicidal nature, and he made three attempts on his own life. Each one failed, due to not being deep enough, and he sought help to save his own life each time. Good fortune had his hivemates both willing to help him out and knowing roughly how.
- Due to all of this plus the typical short lifespan of lowblooded slaves, his romantic life often suffered and was constantly switching out between partners in all four quadrants constantly. His concupiscent quadrants in particular were often short lived, used only for satisfying the drone. It often got to the point where he wondered if being a quadrant for hire would be better for him due to being able to get both money and satisfying basic romantic/sexual needs.
- One of the only bright spots in his life was slipping into midblooded used bookstores and pouring over every single book that he could possibly get his prongs on. While he often stole from markets and food stores when possible just to feed himself, he never stole from book stores and felt some small sanctuary in such places.
- Another bright spot were the lowblooded festivals they were both permitted to have and not permitted to have but did anyway whenever they were aware that their captors would not be around to see them. Food was often gathered together by everyone who had anything to give, and capoeira matches were often held. He gained a knack for it, finding it a good release for his more manic bursts and something to keep his mind off of its myriad of troubles.
- This lifestyle continued until he was in his late 9 sweeps, not too long after his previous blueblooded owner was killed because of politics and the factory plus slaves were transferred under the ownership of a seadweller. He found the change minimal.
- On a fateful night, highblood politics force the factory to shut down temporarily. With a sudden and unexpected amount of free time, he spends some time with his hivemates wandering the city. One of them hints that she's heard of a secret meeting being held by an out of towner. Wary and suspicious, he nonetheless agrees to go along.
- This is the first sermon of Signless' that he ever hears.
- Instead of being inspired or thoughtful at the redblood's message, he instead becomes extremely agitated. It's a very hopeful message to a very hopeless person, and it's grating for that reason.
- First impressions:
- Signless: A mouthy little shithead who's too optimistic and has probably only avoided culling for his great ass
- Disciple: Please stop being attractive and stop pinching his sides.
- Dolorosa: oh god it's a jadeblood what
- His first introduction includes getting into an argument with Signless for longer than he should and swearing that he'll never come back to another meeting.
- He comes back to another meeting. All the meetings he can make. He blames it on Disciple feeding him meat like a stray purrbeast and Signless being so wrong it pains him not to yell at him.
- At these meetings, it is eventually brought up by Disciple that surviving for survival's sake means nothing with the lifespan of lowblooded slaves. The idea that there's really nothing holding him back is a shocking one and he retreats.
- Throughout the perigee, he repeatedly uses his seer powers to see dangerous things and shepherds Signless' group away from them.
- At the end of the perigee, Signless comes to him at his hiveblock to inform him that they'll finally be moving on. He offers to help free him and take him with them on their journey. Resigned to the fact that he'll do horribly one way or another, the psionic accepts his offer.
- As a symbol of his newfound freedom, the slave renames himself as "Artolo Apemis".
- (seriously "mituna captor" for a fucking slave that likely hates the ocean/seadwellers for all the bullshit, hell no)
- He eventually collaborates with the Dolorosa to make a new outfit for him. As a slave, his sign was often regulated to a small patch on his shirt and his blood color was often dismissed as sewage blood. In an effort to reclaim his sense of identity, he made his sign as large and blatant and possible along with his blood color to show he wasn't ashamed of himself.
- Dolorosa's almost physical pain at having to make this outfit is well known and he cannot thank her enough for it
- In the beginning, to help pay for expenses, he began to pass off as a "blind seer" in certain towns once they were far away enough from his homecity.
- It was also in the beginning that he insisted on all of them getting a husktop so that they could keep up with the news and for other reasons. With that in hand, he soon began to experiment on his own and quickly adjusted to the hobby of hacking. He became alarmingly proficient in it, mind having been eager for a challenge for sweeps.
- Since they were often unable to repair any damages, he also became a very good "bullshit" technician, fixing up the husktop or rigging up ones with the bare minimum requiring it to function.
- It was because of this that in the later stages of the rebellion, his skill with computers and hacking into the imperial network was what kept them aware of the Empire's movements and able to avoid them so well for so long.
- He kept his powers a secret from the rest of the group for a long time until they almost ended up getting caught in a landslide. Panicked, he used his psionics on instinct to save their lives only to immediately fall into a dangerous panic afterwards that almost killed Signless when the other approached to try to calm him down. He eventually was brought down from it, and they encouraged him to explore his powers instead of being scared of them.
- As Signless' sermons attracted larger and more varied audiences, he began to act as one of his primary lines of defense- able to react in a wider variety of ways and to more threats than Disciple's claws or Dolorosa's chainsaw. He became known for his vigilance and stoic demeanor when he was so focused on protecting Signless.
- Earned his title both from lowbloods in awe of his power and highbloods to easily identify him as the sole psionic in his group. Embraced his title as a big "fuck you" to the Empire to show that he wasn't afraid of them or what they could do to him (helmsmanship)
- Notable for tearing through hundreds of soldiers during the last clash of the rebellion versus the empire in an attempt to get through and protect the rest of the group.
- While captured and awaiting the public execution for Signless, he attempted to commit suicide multiple times in an attempt so that he wouldn't have to see the fates of his friends. He was not successful any of these times.
- Because of this, he was forced to keep his eyes on the execution by his highblood handlers.
- Yelled at Disciple along with Dolorosa to escape when they saw that the Executor was hesitating in shooting her down.
- Attempted suicide again after being forced into captivity before he became a Helmsman to the point that his caretakers had to restrain him utterly and completely so that he couldn't be remotely successful. 6 bulges were kicked, 15 fingers bitten off, 3 heads butted, and one eye were the casualties in this attempt.
- As a slave, Psii was extremely malnourished and thin. Since joining Signless, however, he's become considerably more healthy due to the other three all providing for him. He's now much more fit with all the traveling and combat he's had to do. While by no means a beefcake of any sort, he has lean muscles on him.
- Psii's frontal horns are moderately shorter than his back ones, and thus tend to be more sensitive. He can still use them for some amount of combat, but he avoids getting that close with his head.
- While apparently opaque at a glance, Psii's eyes do have pupils. They're simply extremely hard to notice and often require a very close look. Those more used to him can often tell when he's rolling his eyes or where he's looking depending on the twitching of his eyelids.
- A variety of small cuts and puncture wounds around the front of his lips from various clashes with his fangs either by accident or when his face has been smashed into something from a fight
- Lacerations around his neck (two on the left, one on the right) from failed suicide attempts
- The Condesce's sign burned into his chest over his heart as a slave brand. This is by far the most recent scar.
- An older slave brand by a good couple sweeps, clawed out
- Peculiar lightning-like scars that branch up both his forearms. These are the result of his own psionic backlash from when he attempted to keep them a secret.
- A myriad of harsh lashing scars from the many times he couldn't control his mouth, failed at a duty, or whenever his masters felt he had displeased them in some way. A lot of them never quite healed correctly, and he's prone to back pain especially in cold weather.
- On the front of his right foreleg is a long gash from when he was first traveling with the group and fell onto a group of particularly sharp rocks.
The rest of his scars vary in terms of intensity and how recent they were.
- Claw-like scars beneath his right eye from a fight where he was trying to kill a telepathic troll before they could read his mind and find out his powers
- A couple of cuts on the side of his face and the bridge of his nose when a highblood smashed his face against brick for being "disrespectful"
- A cut along his jaw when his highblooded master was trollhandling him
- A cut through his left eyebrow when one of his blockmates accidentally cut him in their sleep
- A long cut along one shoulder and matching bite marks on the other from an old kismesis
- Claw pinpricks up along his right upper arm as a result of self harm when he was going through bad swings throughout most of his life until heavy into his travels with Signless & Co
- Small lacerations on his right elbow from slamming it into another troll's teeth
- A cut on his right upper forearm from factory work
- Psionic burn marks on his left upper arm from a scuffle with a fellow lowblood
- A cut on thte outside of his forearm from being too close to Disciple in a fight
- A nick on the right side of his chest from accidentally cutting himself while setting up camp
- Long cuts up along his right side from a highblood he was fighting off to keep away from the rest of the group
- A crossed out slave brand on the right side of his hip from when he was first bought
- A burnmark up along the front of his right thigh and a matching but smaller one on Psii's left knee from factory work
- Claw marks on the inside of his right thigh dangerously close to his nook
- Various other cuts and nicks from constantly traveling through thorny bushes or falling onto sharp rocks
- Psii has two bulges. When they're stored in their shared sheathe, it's very easy for them to tangle and rub against one another when he gets aroused, and sometimes if he's not careful he'll come before they can even emerge.
- A slightly lesser known fact is that Psii technically has two nooks. What should be one nook is split in two by a relatively thin bit of flesh inside. It's hard to tell from a simple outside look and even penetration doesn't make it obvious as the flesh is often pushed aside into the other nook.
- Because of the excessive amount of liquids that are let loose when a troll comes during sex, it's often important that they get liquids back in them (preferably water) relatively quickly. Dehydration can be a problem.
- While his horns aren't necessarily arousing areas for him on their own (although they can add to a situation when they're used to move his head around or keep him still), his scalp and hornbeds are pleasurable areas whether for sex or just to relax him.
- Psii has split tongues. He is positively shameless with them.
- He has a weakness for wrists and hands, both his and those of others. When he's genuinely fond of someone, he has a habit of kissing their fingertips or wrists. The same done to him often makes him awkward and shy. These areas can also be bitten in a caliginous manner to get him worked up that way.
To Alternians, a psionic is any troll with a mutation in their brain which can manifest into some sort of ability. Such powers can manifest as:
- Communing with wild animals and controlling them - Telekinesis - Speaking with the dead - Energy production - Mind control
Lowblooded trolls are often more likely to be born with psionic mutations (often one or two) and the chance to be hatched with such a mutation becomes considerably rarer the more higherblooded the troll is. It's near impossible for seadwelling trolls, the highest on the hemospectrum, to have such psionic abilities although in contrast their minds have developed mental resistance to psionics which affect the mind or emotions.
The Alternian Empire is well aware of the power psionic trolls can produce and uses them to power their space faring ships. However, while all Helmstrolls are psionics, not all psionics qualify to be Helmstrolls as only specific kinds of mutations are able to power the ships. The most common are psionic trolls which produce energy of some sort, but others are sometimes used if need be (such as telekinetics).
The Psiioniic's title was given to him informally but widely. As the sole psionic troll in Signless' inner circle, it was an easy conclusion to come to. However, has time passed and Signless' rebellion grew stronger, other trolls (often lowblooded) used it in deference of how powerful and varied his psionics were in comparison to most other troll's. While most psionics are only born with one ability, the Psiioniic has a total of five (telekinesis, energy production, concussive blasts, vision twofold, telepathically hearing the dying) and each is extremely powerful.
The Psiioniic is a high level telekinetic, able to lift up objects and people alike. Whenever this power is put into effect, his eyes glow and an alternating red-blue glow surrounds whatever it is he's lifting up.
He's become so skilled, he can do this with just his mind but whenever he wants to make a show of it, is bored, or feels stressed, he'll guide the movements of the object he's moving with his hands.
As his descendant Sollux Captor is shown to be able to guide meteors with his telekinesis to use as weaponry, the Psiioniic is able to move the same and much heavier with his own powers as he is older and more skilled with them.
The ability which makes him most valued for Helmsman duty is the Psiioniic's strength in creating psionic energy, known as 'psi'.
This energy can manifest in a variety of ways, from laser-like blasts which can go through rock to crackling electricity. While generally used in an offensive manner, the Psiioniic has learned to focus his psi on a more subtle scale until it is simply a sort of warmth or focused energy which he often uses in friendly interactions with other (such as a smack to an arm or drawn up a lover's skin).
When flustered or aggravated, his powers sometimes react as an emotional indicator and crackle from his eyes up to his horns. The manner in which they do so often depends on which emotion he's feeling. When he's aggravated, they manifest in sharp jagged lines. Simply flustered has them manifesting in much more smaller and erratic lines.
As with telekinesis, this energy manifests in alternating red and blue.
A delicate combination of his energy blasts and his telekinetics, this basically slams someone back with all the force of his psi blasts but with none of the threats of burning.
The Vision Twofold is a seer-like ability which allows the Psiioniic to see events of both the present and the future simultaneously. These visions aren't always completely detailed, sometimes fixating on one event in particular.
Unfortunately, this ability focuses purely on the negative because of the Captor lineage's connection to the Doom aspect of Sburb. Death, disaster, and general ill events are what the Psiioniic sees in most of his visions. Because of this, he often does his best to mentally shut them out a great deal of the time so that they don't wear him down.
This is one of the talents that the Psiioniic is less quick to boast about, and may in fact not tell them to anyone outside of his immediate inner circle. There are numerous reasons for this, some being that he know some would not believe him or that others would try to hound him for this talent and exhaust him.
The Psiioniic is capable of hearing the voices of the dying or those who are about to die. He often uses this as an early warning system, in case there is anything in his own immediate area that he should be concerned about but didn't yet know.
This ability also has him in-tune with those who are not quite alive or dead, although he may not realize what it actually means. An in-game example would be when he initially met Abraham, the Headless Horseman, in Box and was able to see some measure of head along with hear him where others could not.
- Whenever he's genuinely happy, Psii's grins tend to end up as something of a contradiction where they stretch out wide across his face yet he tries to subdue them by pulling his upper lip down a bit more over his fangs as they dig into his lower lip. He's more inclined to leaning towards other like this and his balance is constantly shifting from one leg to the other. His right foot tends to tilt outwards.
- To those Psii feels love towards, or is in a quadrant with, he tends to focus extremely on hands both theirs and what he can do with his. Often, he rakes his claws through their hair if they're in his red quadrant and when he's feeling particularly protective. His touches beyond that tend to be fleeting and tentative, brief flickers of his fingertips along their shoulders or wrists. Whenever he feels like there's danger, he'll shift around by their side until he's partially in front of them. If he feels comfortable and feel like he's been given "permission", he'll press his mouth to their knuckles or fingertips. If he's still unsure of where he really stands, he tends to glance away which can be often hard to tell save that his face is often angled just slightly away from them.
For those in his caliginous affections, there's an edge of violence to his actions- a bit of claw when he touches them or fang to his kisses.
- It's easy to tell when Psii is excited because he can barely contain himself. He's constantly in a state of movement, jerking from one pose to the next and about as tense as a coiled spring. He gestures more than usual with his hands, and extremely quickly at that. When there's no real reason for him to move or he's required to stay in one place, he tends to sort of bounce from side to side.
- He's prone to giving of sparks of psi along his horns for any of the above if he's worked up enough.
- It's not unusual for Psii to be silly. His facial expressions are often exaggerated to the point of ridiculousness, making them impossible to ignore. His stances tend to become either very wide and open, or the polar opposite of straight in order to draw attention to his face. Flourishes are sometimes added to what would normally be to-the-point gestures.
- Psii's pride often seems to come off as a very lazy arrogance. While he still tends to draw himself up to his full height, there's something almost pointedly relaxed about the angle of his shoulders. If he feels disdain for someone he's interacting with, it comes off worse as he'll add an exaggerated slowness to his actions that could almost be described as a physical drawl. In contrast, those he has some sort of fondness towards will find their personal space invaded as he attempts to show off or impress.
- It's not often that Psii is simply content. Such moments often seem to come up unexpectedly. There's a sort of smoothness, an ease, in his movements, and he'll often cross his ankles when he's sitting down or loosely curl up as he does work or reads or some such things. In random bursts, he'll feel odd about such an experience and often glance around in quiet subtle movements if he thinks no one is looking like he thinks he'll be punished for some reason.
ii Blood On My Hands (Spag Heddy Remix) - Nobody Beats the Drum I got some blood on my hands Don't know who it is from
iii Slip Out the Back - Fort Minor You know me, I used to get caught up in everyday life Tried to make it through my day so I could sleep at night Tried to figure out my way through the maze
iv The Best of Times - Sage Francis I don't remember much from my youth. Maybe my memory is repressed. Or I just spent too much time wondering if I'd live to have sex.
v There's a War Going On For Your Mind - Flobots We are the insurgents
vi We're Here to Save the Day - The Constellations We'll take no prisoners; this is a war of the mind And we're coming for your sons and daughters It's our time to shine
vii Migraine - Twenty One Pilots The game is not played alone. And I will say that we should take a moment and hold it, And keep it frozen and know that, Life has a hopeful undertone.
viii Battle Cry - Angel Haze Cause you only get one moment in this life to be great And you can give it your all despite what it takes And you never let 'em kill you, you take everything they give you And throw it right fuckin' at 'em and tell 'em it doesn't build you And no it don't ever break you, and no it can't overtake you
ix Mountain and the Sea - Ingrid Michaelson I will grow my own trees While you follow the moon I feel you in my knees Say you'll come in soon
x She Is Love - Parachute I've been beaten down, I've been kicked around, But she takes it all for me. And I lost my faith, in my darkest days, But she makes me want to believe.
xi Lazarus Phenomenon - Bike for Three! Long before the end came he already missed her. She went slowly out of focus and he died without a whisper. And I can't help but wonder, Will you recognize my face? I hope so... Here's it's perfectly dark.
xii We Found Love - Rihanna You almost wish that you could have all that bad stuff back So that you could have the good
xiii She's the Blade - Sugarcult Don't you make a move tonight You can only stagger Once she's got you in her sight You're the one she's after
xiv I'm Not Your Toy (Data Remix) - La Roux I'm not your toy This isn't another girl meets boy
xv Radioactive/Stronger (Mashup) - DeclanMakesMusic More than ever Our Work Is Never Over
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Background
Childhood
- Was fortunately found by a lusus of the appropriate blood color before he could be eaten.
- Traveled around Alternia as a grub with his lusus until the time came for him to pupate. Due to his unique situation, did not have any worker drones build any sort of home or was assigned to live in a communal hive with other lowbloods. Instead continued to travel around with his lusus as a very small child.
- This situation lasted for around a perigee before slavers found him. They managed to snag him and threatened the young yellowblood that they would kill his lusus if he didn't make it cooperate with them. Too young to use his powers effectively or understand, he went along with them in a panic.
- He doesn't remember any of this, only the sweeps after, due to being so young.
- Was taken to a slave training camp where other young lowbloods were gathered and groomed to be different slaves which were then auctioned off or sold en mass depending on their function.
- Every slave was gone through basic slave needs for every different slave category, and whatever they showed an inclination for, they were trained in after a certain point and just that. Showing a talent with his hands, a quick mind, and a skinny enough frame for squeezing into tight spaces in machinery (a dangerous task with high fatality rates), he initially thought he would be slated for factory work.
- His active mind and tendency to get bored often had him sneaking into places that he wasn't supposed to go. It was because of this that he managed to slip into the vents and overhear some of the highblood overseers talking about potential Helmstroll candidates. He managed to sneak a listen on one of the radios tuned into the Helmsman frequencies for the water ships. It was a horrifying experience, but it only hit home what he was listening to when he managed to get some information out of the older slaves about what Helmstrolls were. It was around then that he realized there were no proper psionics in that same age group, and became horrified.
- Thus began the start of him suppressing his own psionic abilities, although the backlash caused scarring up his arms and worsened his own tendency to migraines.
- Despite being a clear mutant of some sort, he managed to hide the true potency of his powers through lying and fortunate coincidence. Pretending that using anything but minor "lightshows" gave him intense head pain, he was brushed aside as "defective".
- When his age group was finally divided into different slave groups, he watched as many of those he had been friends with or scuffled with were dragged to Helmstroll training grounds. He himself was slated, as he initially thought he would be, into the factory slave groups.
- Every slave group had its own education modules, some more developed than others. With a combination of inept childish networking and more successful willingness to trade favors or even food, he managed to gain access to most modules beyond his own paltry one.
- He was sold to his first slave owner at age 5 sweeps, en mass with a large chunk of other factory slaves.
- The slave brand that accompanied this change in his life was marked onto his upper hip on the left side. From both the pain and the effort of not having his psionics explode him and the whole building, he ended up fainting from the stress. Those who knew him from slave training mocked him relentlessly for it, not knowing what he was trying to hide.
- He was taken from the training camp to a port city, where the only lowbloods were fellow slaves and the vast majority of the population was some form of highblood particularly seadwellers. The factory he was to work at regularly made things for seafaring ships that couldn't be grown with biotechnology. He initially had to deal with cleaning duty, which often included helping drag away the corpses of fellow slaves which either fell to the violence of their highblood owners or to the dangers of working near violent machinery.
- When he was initially assigned a room in a communal hivestem, he was given four other blockmates and one recuperacoon so that their owners wouldn't have to spend more on either space or furniture. Days were often uncomfortable and restless. Things only became slightly better whenever one of their blockmates was killed off for whatever reason. It was only a little after he hit six sweeps that he was allowed to move to a new block with only two other blockmates, although he didn't know either.
Adolescence
- As he matured into the state that would show the color of his blood in his eyes if he were a 'normal' troll, he was slowly shifted to actual factory work instead of constant clean up duty. The relief of not having to handle dead bodies all the time was offset by the newfound stress and responsibility this forced onto him.
- Along with his increasing workload and struggling to survive normally, he also had to work hard to ensure that no one discovered his psionic abilities. Anyone he suspected of having the ability to learn about them (such as telepaths), he forced himself to kill so that he wouldn't become a Helmsman. Despite Alternian culture encouraging such actions, they still ladled him with intense guilt over his actions which he viewed as selfish.
- His abrasive attitude, slow ability to trust, and various other factors often got him into many fights, many which threatened to take his life.
- The first time his pails were filled was at age 7 sweeps.
- Due to his unique physical mutations (heterochromia, two sets of horns), he was often valued by his highblooded overseers and owner who thought him 'exotic' on some level. Constant harassment was a regular occurrence, from simple things such as touching his horns or stroking his face. Despite the lack of severity, each incident often left him feeling intensely sick and shaken.
- Migraines, exhaustion brought on by overworking, and his disorder often left him no choice but to avoid going to his job or being able to work at his full capacity. To avoid being culled, he often had to appeal to the overseers or, on rare occasion, his master. Sometimes this meant simply being forced to work even more for a certain set of time. Other times, he had to perform demeaning or even sexual acts in order to keep his life.
- All of this combined only urged on his suicidal nature, and he made three attempts on his own life. Each one failed, due to not being deep enough, and he sought help to save his own life each time. Good fortune had his hivemates both willing to help him out and knowing roughly how.
- Due to all of this plus the typical short lifespan of lowblooded slaves, his romantic life often suffered and was constantly switching out between partners in all four quadrants constantly. His concupiscent quadrants in particular were often short lived, used only for satisfying the drone. It often got to the point where he wondered if being a quadrant for hire would be better for him due to being able to get both money and satisfying basic romantic/sexual needs.
- One of the only bright spots in his life was slipping into midblooded used bookstores and pouring over every single book that he could possibly get his prongs on. While he often stole from markets and food stores when possible just to feed himself, he never stole from book stores and felt some small sanctuary in such places.
- Another bright spot were the lowblooded festivals they were both permitted to have and not permitted to have but did anyway whenever they were aware that their captors would not be around to see them. Food was often gathered together by everyone who had anything to give, and capoeira matches were often held. He gained a knack for it, finding it a good release for his more manic bursts and something to keep his mind off of its myriad of troubles.
- This lifestyle continued until he was in his late 9 sweeps, not too long after his previous blueblooded owner was killed because of politics and the factory plus slaves were transferred under the ownership of a seadweller. He found the change minimal.
Adulthood and Rebellion
- This is the first sermon of Signless' that he ever hears.
- Instead of being inspired or thoughtful at the redblood's message, he instead becomes extremely agitated. It's a very hopeful message to a very hopeless person, and it's grating for that reason.
- First impressions:
- Signless: A mouthy little shithead who's too optimistic and has probably only avoided culling for his great ass
- Disciple: Please stop being attractive and stop pinching his sides.
- Dolorosa: oh god it's a jadeblood what
- His first introduction includes getting into an argument with Signless for longer than he should and swearing that he'll never come back to another meeting.
- He comes back to another meeting. All the meetings he can make. He blames it on Disciple feeding him meat like a stray purrbeast and Signless being so wrong it pains him not to yell at him.
- At these meetings, it is eventually brought up by Disciple that surviving for survival's sake means nothing with the lifespan of lowblooded slaves. The idea that there's really nothing holding him back is a shocking one and he retreats.
- Throughout the perigee, he repeatedly uses his seer powers to see dangerous things and shepherds Signless' group away from them.
- At the end of the perigee, Signless comes to him at his hiveblock to inform him that they'll finally be moving on. He offers to help free him and take him with them on their journey. Resigned to the fact that he'll do horribly one way or another, the psionic accepts his offer.
- As a symbol of his newfound freedom, the slave renames himself as "Artolo Apemis".
- (seriously "mituna captor" for a fucking slave that likely hates the ocean/seadwellers for all the bullshit, hell no)
- He eventually collaborates with the Dolorosa to make a new outfit for him. As a slave, his sign was often regulated to a small patch on his shirt and his blood color was often dismissed as sewage blood. In an effort to reclaim his sense of identity, he made his sign as large and blatant and possible along with his blood color to show he wasn't ashamed of himself.
- Dolorosa's almost physical pain at having to make this outfit is well known and he cannot thank her enough for it
- In the beginning, to help pay for expenses, he began to pass off as a "blind seer" in certain towns once they were far away enough from his homecity.
- It was also in the beginning that he insisted on all of them getting a husktop so that they could keep up with the news and for other reasons. With that in hand, he soon began to experiment on his own and quickly adjusted to the hobby of hacking. He became alarmingly proficient in it, mind having been eager for a challenge for sweeps.
- Since they were often unable to repair any damages, he also became a very good "bullshit" technician, fixing up the husktop or rigging up ones with the bare minimum requiring it to function.
- It was because of this that in the later stages of the rebellion, his skill with computers and hacking into the imperial network was what kept them aware of the Empire's movements and able to avoid them so well for so long.
- He kept his powers a secret from the rest of the group for a long time until they almost ended up getting caught in a landslide. Panicked, he used his psionics on instinct to save their lives only to immediately fall into a dangerous panic afterwards that almost killed Signless when the other approached to try to calm him down. He eventually was brought down from it, and they encouraged him to explore his powers instead of being scared of them.
- As Signless' sermons attracted larger and more varied audiences, he began to act as one of his primary lines of defense- able to react in a wider variety of ways and to more threats than Disciple's claws or Dolorosa's chainsaw. He became known for his vigilance and stoic demeanor when he was so focused on protecting Signless.
- Earned his title both from lowbloods in awe of his power and highbloods to easily identify him as the sole psionic in his group. Embraced his title as a big "fuck you" to the Empire to show that he wasn't afraid of them or what they could do to him (helmsmanship)
- Notable for tearing through hundreds of soldiers during the last clash of the rebellion versus the empire in an attempt to get through and protect the rest of the group.
- While captured and awaiting the public execution for Signless, he attempted to commit suicide multiple times in an attempt so that he wouldn't have to see the fates of his friends. He was not successful any of these times.
- Because of this, he was forced to keep his eyes on the execution by his highblood handlers.
- Yelled at Disciple along with Dolorosa to escape when they saw that the Executor was hesitating in shooting her down.
- Attempted suicide again after being forced into captivity before he became a Helmsman to the point that his caretakers had to restrain him utterly and completely so that he couldn't be remotely successful. 6 bulges were kicked, 15 fingers bitten off, 3 heads butted, and one eye were the casualties in this attempt.
Physical
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Basics
- As a slave, Psii was extremely malnourished and thin. Since joining Signless, however, he's become considerably more healthy due to the other three all providing for him. He's now much more fit with all the traveling and combat he's had to do. While by no means a beefcake of any sort, he has lean muscles on him.
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- Psii's frontal horns are moderately shorter than his back ones, and thus tend to be more sensitive. He can still use them for some amount of combat, but he avoids getting that close with his head.
- While apparently opaque at a glance, Psii's eyes do have pupils. They're simply extremely hard to notice and often require a very close look. Those more used to him can often tell when he's rolling his eyes or where he's looking depending on the twitching of his eyelids.
Scars
- A variety of small cuts and puncture wounds around the front of his lips from various clashes with his fangs either by accident or when his face has been smashed into something from a fight
- Lacerations around his neck (two on the left, one on the right) from failed suicide attempts
- The Condesce's sign burned into his chest over his heart as a slave brand. This is by far the most recent scar.
- An older slave brand by a good couple sweeps, clawed out
- Peculiar lightning-like scars that branch up both his forearms. These are the result of his own psionic backlash from when he attempted to keep them a secret.
- A myriad of harsh lashing scars from the many times he couldn't control his mouth, failed at a duty, or whenever his masters felt he had displeased them in some way. A lot of them never quite healed correctly, and he's prone to back pain especially in cold weather.
- On the front of his right foreleg is a long gash from when he was first traveling with the group and fell onto a group of particularly sharp rocks.
The rest of his scars vary in terms of intensity and how recent they were.
- Claw-like scars beneath his right eye from a fight where he was trying to kill a telepathic troll before they could read his mind and find out his powers
- A couple of cuts on the side of his face and the bridge of his nose when a highblood smashed his face against brick for being "disrespectful"
- A cut along his jaw when his highblooded master was trollhandling him
- A cut through his left eyebrow when one of his blockmates accidentally cut him in their sleep
- A long cut along one shoulder and matching bite marks on the other from an old kismesis
- Claw pinpricks up along his right upper arm as a result of self harm when he was going through bad swings throughout most of his life until heavy into his travels with Signless & Co
- Small lacerations on his right elbow from slamming it into another troll's teeth
- A cut on his right upper forearm from factory work
- Psionic burn marks on his left upper arm from a scuffle with a fellow lowblood
- A cut on thte outside of his forearm from being too close to Disciple in a fight
- A nick on the right side of his chest from accidentally cutting himself while setting up camp
- Long cuts up along his right side from a highblood he was fighting off to keep away from the rest of the group
- A crossed out slave brand on the right side of his hip from when he was first bought
- A burnmark up along the front of his right thigh and a matching but smaller one on Psii's left knee from factory work
- Claw marks on the inside of his right thigh dangerously close to his nook
- Various other cuts and nicks from constantly traveling through thorny bushes or falling onto sharp rocks
AW YEAH PORN
- Example 1, Example 2, Example 3
- Psii has two bulges. When they're stored in their shared sheathe, it's very easy for them to tangle and rub against one another when he gets aroused, and sometimes if he's not careful he'll come before they can even emerge.
- A slightly lesser known fact is that Psii technically has two nooks. What should be one nook is split in two by a relatively thin bit of flesh inside. It's hard to tell from a simple outside look and even penetration doesn't make it obvious as the flesh is often pushed aside into the other nook.
- Because of the excessive amount of liquids that are let loose when a troll comes during sex, it's often important that they get liquids back in them (preferably water) relatively quickly. Dehydration can be a problem.
- While his horns aren't necessarily arousing areas for him on their own (although they can add to a situation when they're used to move his head around or keep him still), his scalp and hornbeds are pleasurable areas whether for sex or just to relax him.
- Psii has split tongues. He is positively shameless with them.
- He has a weakness for wrists and hands, both his and those of others. When he's genuinely fond of someone, he has a habit of kissing their fingertips or wrists. The same done to him often makes him awkward and shy. These areas can also be bitten in a caliginous manner to get him worked up that way.
Powers
Psionic Definition
- Communing with wild animals and controlling them
- Telekinesis
- Speaking with the dead
- Energy production
- Mind control
Lowblooded trolls are often more likely to be born with psionic mutations (often one or two) and the chance to be hatched with such a mutation becomes considerably rarer the more higherblooded the troll is. It's near impossible for seadwelling trolls, the highest on the hemospectrum, to have such psionic abilities although in contrast their minds have developed mental resistance to psionics which affect the mind or emotions.
The Alternian Empire is well aware of the power psionic trolls can produce and uses them to power their space faring ships. However, while all Helmstrolls are psionics, not all psionics qualify to be Helmstrolls as only specific kinds of mutations are able to power the ships. The most common are psionic trolls which produce energy of some sort, but others are sometimes used if need be (such as telekinetics).
The Psiioniic's title was given to him informally but widely. As the sole psionic troll in Signless' inner circle, it was an easy conclusion to come to. However, has time passed and Signless' rebellion grew stronger, other trolls (often lowblooded) used it in deference of how powerful and varied his psionics were in comparison to most other troll's. While most psionics are only born with one ability, the Psiioniic has a total of five (telekinesis, energy production, concussive blasts, vision twofold, telepathically hearing the dying) and each is extremely powerful.
Telekinesis
He's become so skilled, he can do this with just his mind but whenever he wants to make a show of it, is bored, or feels stressed, he'll guide the movements of the object he's moving with his hands.
As his descendant Sollux Captor is shown to be able to guide meteors with his telekinesis to use as weaponry, the Psiioniic is able to move the same and much heavier with his own powers as he is older and more skilled with them.
Energy Production
This energy can manifest in a variety of ways, from laser-like blasts which can go through rock to crackling electricity. While generally used in an offensive manner, the Psiioniic has learned to focus his psi on a more subtle scale until it is simply a sort of warmth or focused energy which he often uses in friendly interactions with other (such as a smack to an arm or drawn up a lover's skin).
When flustered or aggravated, his powers sometimes react as an emotional indicator and crackle from his eyes up to his horns. The manner in which they do so often depends on which emotion he's feeling. When he's aggravated, they manifest in sharp jagged lines. Simply flustered has them manifesting in much more smaller and erratic lines.
As with telekinesis, this energy manifests in alternating red and blue.
Concussive Blasts
Vision Twofold
Unfortunately, this ability focuses purely on the negative because of the Captor lineage's connection to the Doom aspect of Sburb. Death, disaster, and general ill events are what the Psiioniic sees in most of his visions. Because of this, he often does his best to mentally shut them out a great deal of the time so that they don't wear him down.
This is one of the talents that the Psiioniic is less quick to boast about, and may in fact not tell them to anyone outside of his immediate inner circle. There are numerous reasons for this, some being that he know some would not believe him or that others would try to hound him for this talent and exhaust him.
Voices of the Imminently Deceased
The Psiioniic is capable of hearing the voices of the dying or those who are about to die. He often uses this as an early warning system, in case there is anything in his own immediate area that he should be concerned about but didn't yet know.
This ability also has him in-tune with those who are not quite alive or dead, although he may not realize what it actually means. An in-game example would be when he initially met Abraham, the Headless Horseman, in Box and was able to see some measure of head along with hear him where others could not.
Body Language
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- To those Psii feels love towards, or is in a quadrant with, he tends to focus extremely on hands both theirs and what he can do with his. Often, he rakes his claws through their hair if they're in his red quadrant and when he's feeling particularly protective. His touches beyond that tend to be fleeting and tentative, brief flickers of his fingertips along their shoulders or wrists. Whenever he feels like there's danger, he'll shift around by their side until he's partially in front of them. If he feels comfortable and feel like he's been given "permission", he'll press his mouth to their knuckles or fingertips. If he's still unsure of where he really stands, he tends to glance away which can be often hard to tell save that his face is often angled just slightly away from them.
For those in his caliginous affections, there's an edge of violence to his actions- a bit of claw when he touches them or fang to his kisses.
- It's easy to tell when Psii is excited because he can barely contain himself. He's constantly in a state of movement, jerking from one pose to the next and about as tense as a coiled spring. He gestures more than usual with his hands, and extremely quickly at that. When there's no real reason for him to move or he's required to stay in one place, he tends to sort of bounce from side to side.
- He's prone to giving of sparks of psi along his horns for any of the above if he's worked up enough.
- It's not unusual for Psii to be silly. His facial expressions are often exaggerated to the point of ridiculousness, making them impossible to ignore. His stances tend to become either very wide and open, or the polar opposite of straight in order to draw attention to his face. Flourishes are sometimes added to what would normally be to-the-point gestures.
- Psii's pride often seems to come off as a very lazy arrogance. While he still tends to draw himself up to his full height, there's something almost pointedly relaxed about the angle of his shoulders. If he feels disdain for someone he's interacting with, it comes off worse as he'll add an exaggerated slowness to his actions that could almost be described as a physical drawl. In contrast, those he has some sort of fondness towards will find their personal space invaded as he attempts to show off or impress.
- It's not often that Psii is simply content. Such moments often seem to come up unexpectedly. There's a sort of smoothness, an ease, in his movements, and he'll often cross his ankles when he's sitting down or loosely curl up as he does work or reads or some such things. In random bursts, he'll feel odd about such an experience and often glance around in quiet subtle movements if he thinks no one is looking like he thinks he'll be punished for some reason.
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Song List
[instrumental]
ii Blood On My Hands (Spag Heddy Remix) - Nobody Beats the Drum
I got some blood on my hands
Don't know who it is from
iii Slip Out the Back - Fort Minor
You know me, I used to get caught up in everyday life
Tried to make it through my day so I could sleep at night
Tried to figure out my way through the maze
iv The Best of Times - Sage Francis
I don't remember much from my youth.
Maybe my memory is repressed.
Or I just spent too much time wondering if I'd live to have sex.
v There's a War Going On For Your Mind - Flobots
We are the insurgents
vi We're Here to Save the Day - The Constellations
We'll take no prisoners; this is a war of the mind
And we're coming for your sons and daughters
It's our time to shine
vii Migraine - Twenty One Pilots
The game is not played alone.
And I will say that we should take a moment and hold it,
And keep it frozen and know that,
Life has a hopeful undertone.
viii Battle Cry - Angel Haze
Cause you only get one moment in this life to be great
And you can give it your all despite what it takes
And you never let 'em kill you, you take everything they give you
And throw it right fuckin' at 'em and tell 'em it doesn't build you
And no it don't ever break you, and no it can't overtake you
ix Mountain and the Sea - Ingrid Michaelson
I will grow my own trees
While you follow the moon
I feel you in my knees
Say you'll come in soon
x She Is Love - Parachute
I've been beaten down, I've been kicked around,
But she takes it all for me.
And I lost my faith, in my darkest days,
But she makes me want to believe.
xi Lazarus Phenomenon - Bike for Three!
Long before the end came he already missed her.
She went slowly out of focus and he died without a whisper.
And I can't help but wonder,
Will you recognize my face?
I hope so...
Here's it's perfectly dark.
xii We Found Love - Rihanna
You almost wish that you could have all that bad stuff back
So that you could have the good
xiii She's the Blade - Sugarcult
Don't you make a move tonight
You can only stagger
Once she's got you in her sight
You're the one she's after
xiv I'm Not Your Toy (Data Remix) - La Roux
I'm not your toy
This isn't another girl meets boy
xv Radioactive/Stronger (Mashup) - DeclanMakesMusic
More than ever
Our Work Is Never Over
xvi Printer Jam - Mitsubishi
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