ᨳິ ׂ . C!Foolish ྀ ͚ 🦈

˙ ׅ 　 𓏼 　“have you ever felt the taste of lightning?”　 ݃　੭̲

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Lyric

• Can you ever reach the end

• -- of a timeless existence? -No Wind Resistance! By Kinneret

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• Name: Foolish Gamers (Foolish)
• Age: Unknown, extremely old
• Faction: Las Nevadas
• Role: Primary architect
• Pronouns: He/him
• Sexuality: Pansexual

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Appearance

Foolish is a humanoid totem of undying with sandy-golden skin and emerald green eyes. Parts of his body are fused with a shark, including a shark tail, shark fins along his back, and extremely sharp teeth. He’s extremely tall and well-muscled. A small, oval-shaped gem sits on the middle of his forehead, emerald green like his eyes. He wears a blue hood with a shark fin on the back and light triangles on the sides to represent shark teeth. His lower arms are dressed in bandages layered beneath golden cuffs. His outfit consists of a loose-fitting button-up tropical shirt tucked into dark brown shorts that stop at his knees and white socks paired with brown sandals. He has gills on the sides of his neck that grant him underwater breathing abilities.

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Personality

Foolish is a friendly, easy-going, and kind member of the server. He gives netherite ingots with custom names to fellow server members whenever he can. He enjoys building, demonstrated by his large build projects and willingness to help with and give advice on other people's builds. However, he is absent-minded, easily distracted, and not very bright. His pushover nature lets others mess with him and he often goes along with it. This makes him out to be the comedic relief of the server. He gets skittish when scared or stressed, and keeps to himself unless someone else strikes first. Nevertheless, he is a pacifist and refuses to kill, although will make an exception for sacrifices and indirect killings. This also extends to his naively forgiving nature, where he is willing to give second, third, and fourth chances to people. Because of experiencing death for the first time, Foolish is fearful and uncomfortable around the subject. However, after joining Las Nevadas, Foolish has resolved to find a balance between pacifism and violence, so he can protect people close to him. Also, at times, Foolish can have a quick temper, which could be a hint at his old self's hot-headedness.

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Boundaries/Extras

• He has the power to bring the dead back to life due to being a totem god. His skeleton horses are from him bringing normal horses back from the dead.

• Foolish can use lightning and has in the past. As a god of the ocean, he also has control of the skies, using these lightning abilities to scare away certain people. A drawback of this power is that Foolish requires rest after using it.

• Foolish is capable of hearing the Egg. Occasionally, he can hear murmurs from deep inside of his head, but can rarely make out what it’s saying.

• He is fascinated by lemons.

• His blood is 10% gold and shimmers faintly when drawn.

• Foolish’s fingers are commonly stained with ink from making blueprints of builds.

• He’s an amazing swimmer due to being fused with a shark and loves spending time in the water.

• He absolutely loves stargazing. He finds the night sky fascinating and utterly beautiful.

• He can speak many forgotten dialects of an ancient language but rarely does, usually only using it to murmur swears or think out loud.

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Statistics

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physical:

• strength: 9/10
• fighting: 6/10
• agility: 6/10
• fishing: 9/10
• stealth: 7/10
• climbing: 6/10
• swimming: 9/10
• stamina: 7/10

mental:

• knowledge: 10/10
• leadership: 6/10
• loyalty: 10/10
• friendliness: 8/10
• charisma: 8/10
• bravery: 8/10
• optimism: 6/10
• pessimism: 5/10
• sassiness: 7/10

—— foolish has a single scar on his right shoulder caused by antfrost’s sword. he prefers to hide it.

Relations

• Parents: None
• Siblings: None.
• Friend(s): Awesamdude • DreamXD • Eret • GeorgeNotFound • Jack Manifold • Karl Jacobs • Michealmcchill • Ponk • CaptainPuffy • Quackity • Ranboo • TommyInnit • Tubbo
• Enemies: Antfrost • BadBoyHalo • The Egg • Hannahxxrose • Sapnap • Catmaid HBomb

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Main traits:

Strengths:

• Immortal (?)
• Peaceful
• Knowledgeable

Neutral:

• Amazing building skills
• Shark-like abilities
• Friendly

Weaknesses:

• Quick tempter at times
• Refuses to kill
• Self-critical

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Lore: (writing)

The Red Banquet was a night he would never forget.

Crimson-red pressed from all sides—the vines trailing down from overhead, the furniture, even the suits the members of the Eggpire were wearing. To put it plainly, Foolish was sick of it.

He felt energy sparking along his biceps and flicking over his fingertips, his focus never tearing from the Egg looming in the corner. Just thinking of it forced a shiver down his spine. He’d summoned clouds into the now overcast sky earlier, lightning flashing within the gray. His powers were held on standby, just in the case of something going wrong—which he was pretty sure of.

He was sitting at a grand table, attendants of the party surrounding him. All eyes were on the front, where the Eggpire—Antfrost, Ponk, and BadBoyHalo—watched with almost predatory focus.

BadBoyHalo started talking. “... I just want to say thank you so much for coming. I really appreciate you all. Obviously, the purpose of this banquet is for us to let bygones be bygones. But, uh… before I give a little speech that I’ve prepared I want to ask: does anyone want to say a few words? Maybe… give a toast to the meal?”

Silence fell over the dinner, some members looking at each other expectantly while others stared into their soup. Eret elbowed Foolish subtly.

Foolish suddenly resented immortality. He wanted to shrivel up and die on the spot.

Forcing himself to relax, Foolish stood. All eyes snapped onto him. “I can start,” he offered, meeting BadBoyHalo’s eyes. The white depths looked soulless.

“Oh, Foolish! Go ahead, go ahead,” BadBoyHalo urged, a small, encouraging smile shaping his lips. His fangs protruded from his lips, glistening slightly. Foolish’s heart hammered against his ribcage like a trapped animal.

“I’m really happy that this can all… you know, I’m just kind of sick of ‘bygones be bygones.’ After today, I’m hoping everything’s all good now.” His emerald gaze swept the table. “We don’t have to hear the words ‘turn a new leaf’ or ‘bygones…’”

“Oh god,” Puffy murmured in agreement from the opposite end of the table.

Foolish peeked nervously at the members of the Eggpire. “... and sure, sure, you—you egg guys have done some pretty aggressive sales pitches.”

BadBoyHalo glanced at Antfrost, who’s whiskers twitched.

“The vines,” he continued, “also kind of ugly. You also blew up part of my summer home… but hey! I’m all about second, third chances, and I think that’s what this is all about and I think we’ve all come here in agreement, in the hope of something new and promising.”

Murmurs of agreement passed around the table.

“So cheers to a third, fourth chance.” Foolish raised his glass of wine to the center of the table, watching as the action was mirrored all around.

Foolish sat himself, nerves clutching at his chest once more. A few others also volunteered for a toast—Eret, Ponk, Puffy, even George—but Foolish was hardly listening. His gaze kept darting to the Egg.

When BadBoyHalo’s request for any more volunteers was met with silence, Puffy turned the question on him. “Do you have anything to say, Bad?”

BadBoyHalo seemed delighted at the question, glancing at his members as he rose. “I actually do.”

He cleared his throat, posture straightening as he clasped his hand behind his back. Foolish thought it made him look possessed. Maybe he was.

“I would just like to say, I really appreciate you all coming again. I think this is the perfect opportunity for us as a server, as a community, to come together and honestly just let bygones…” he paused to glance at Foolish, meeting his eyes, “be bygones.”

Foolish’s bones chilled. BadBoyHalo’s voice was smooth, levelled and controlled in a way Foolish had never heard from him before.

Bad continued. “To let any past issues—to set them aside so that we can grow and advance from this point forward. While there have been some rocky bumps along the way, and certain statues were blown up,” he glanced at Foolish again, “and certain people were almost killed or attempted… death was attempted…” BadBoyHalo faltered, and Puffy cleared her throat from the other end of the table. “Y’know—look, people sometimes try and kill people who they really shouldn’t… that’s fine,” he said. Noises of agreement swept the table.

Bad quickly took control again. “But in the spirit of… moving things forward,” BadBoyHalo lifted a hand, making a subtle signal with his gloved fingers. Antfrost stood and left the table, his calm facade ruined by the sway of his tail behind him. “... I would just like to say that I was very, very happy that we were able to gather everybody here together for what is, I’m sure, going to be a banquet that none of us are ever going to forget.” A flicker of mischief could be chased in BadBoyHalo’s expression at that moment, his smile pinching up just a fraction.

Foolish felt something odd. A prickle of heat on his back, a weird orange glow set over BadBoyHalo’s face as he continued.

“And… yeah! Thank you for coming everybody.” BadBoyHalo’s sentence ended in a snicker. His thin, spade-tipped tail flicked to their surroundings, pleased with himself. Reluctant murmurs of thanks were offered. “And, uh… prepare to die.”

(i’m too lazy to finish this i’ll do it later </3)

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Quotebook

• “Have you ever felt the taste of lightning?”

• “Everything is foolish, one way or another.”

• “I find no beauty in mortality.”

• “I love gold.”

• “The Egg… it’s suppressing my power!”

• “You threw away my life for a fucking sales pitch!”

• “Go to hell.”

• “I might be a totem of the undying, but in the past, I have been a totem of death.”

• “I peed on the egg.”

• (To Ponk, referring to the soup prepared at the Red Banquet) “Oh, man, I can’t believe you made all of this with one hand.”

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