Country Affiliation: Imuchakk
Race: Imuchakk
Tier: D
Class: Ranger
Age | Birthdate: 19
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Personality:
- Rude - Totodilo tends to not have much of a filter between her brain and what she wants to say tending to sign unpleasant things at others whether they understand her or not. It is more or less her bluntness and inability to keep her thoughts to herself. This is one of her more hidden traits since she does not speak.
- Mute - Ever since she was little, she has refused to use her voice. Speaking, crying, laughing-- anything that uses her vocal cords. This can make her seem odd to others but she doesn't mind. Totodilo communicates through a unique sign language that only a few people know so if she is by herself it makes it hard to talk with others.
- Devious - Tricks and deception is something not new to her at all. As much as she dislikes dishonesty she doesn't hesitate to use underhanded tactics to reach her goals or help others. This ties in with her love for riches. She would do anything to get her hands on something that would make her money.
- Nurturing - Totodilo is extremely caring towards young children and those she is close to. She would go out of her way to make sure they were healthy and happy. Even those she may not be too close to she may even smother with kindness. Though this tends to get in the way of her selfish tendencies.
- Adventurous - Whether it's day or night she always has a drive to explore the unknown. Often taking walks on the shore or swimming far out into the sea to try and find rare seashells. She wishes to go beyond the bounds of her homeland once she has explored enough of it.
Likes:
- Surfing - The ocean has always been a home to her and the waves her family. She feels one with the water as she rides them on a board.
- Gambling - One guilty pleasure of hers is her love to gamble. She only plays games she is good at and loves to win.
- Archery - Despite having lost her eye, her love for archery never died. It only made her practice harder and enjoy it even more.
- Riches - Anything shiny and valuable is good to her. As long as it'll bring in a good amount of coin or be a trophy it's good to her.
- Dancing - Totodilo loves dancing during festivals or off secretly by herself. She has acquired a talent for it and enjoys it in place of singing which she does not do anymore.
Dislikes:
- Noise - Loud sounds tend to make her nervous. She prefers if people speak to her quietly as her hearing is quite sensitive.
- Smoking - The smell and thickness of the smoke irritate her lungs. While she can tolerate it, she gets mad when she is around it.
- Weakness - She can't stand people who can not fend for themselves and rely on others. If they aren't strong physically or mentally she does not respect them.
- Dishonesty - Totodilo hates people who are not honest. Though she can be quite dishonest herself she doesn't like when people lie to harm others.
- Citrus - The taste of any citrus fruit makes her sick. As the sour flavor upsets her stomach. She can eat it but she would prefer not to.
Aspirations:
- Fame - Totodilo wishes to become famous across all the lands. As a child she was always hearing about legendary heroes and people who had done great things in the world. She wants to be one of those people. Someone who is never forgotten in time. Forever spoken about whether it is bad or good. She wants to be in the books of scholars in grand libraries throughout the lands. So everyone will know her name no matter what she did to obtain such fame. It is a goal she will pursue until she is on her death bed. Though such a goal for her is without morals. No one will get in her way to glory.
- Wealth - Gold, jewels, precious metals-- all things that are desired by anyone. Totodilo desires these things the most. After seeing some of the aristocrats of the world outside of Imuchakk she yearns to be as rich as they are. To be able to practically swim in treasures is a euphoric thought to her. She will do anything to obtain these riches even if she has to take them from someone else. Every treasure she spots will be hers one day. Totodilo wishes to obtain all the riches she can have as a person.
Fears:
- Speaking - The one thing she fears the most is to use her voice. When she was little, she had gotten very ill and lost her voice. The sickness had almost killed her but when she recovered she wasn't able to use her voice for a while. This caused her to fear she could never speak again and in turn also caused her to be afraid to speak. Her fear has no reason and she doesn't quite understand why she is so afraid. If someone tries to force her to speak she gets bad panic attacks and will sometimes pass out from overexertion. But one day she hopes to get over this fear and speak again.
Face Claim: Setsuna - Fire Emblem Fates
Hair Color: Teal Blue
Eye Color: Teal Blue
Height: 185 cm ( 6 ft 0 in )
Weight: 66 kg ( 147 lbs )
Appearance:
- Totodilo is a youthful girl with short teal hair that goes down to her shoulders. She wears a headband on her head that has a jagged shape. Her attire consists of a kimono like blouse with a white corset that has a jagged collar on the back of it which matches her headband. She tends to wear finger-less gloves and animal hide around her waist. Underneath the hide she has a skirt that is split up into sections but she covers her legs with teal tights. Her boots are black with a jagged pattern on the tops of them.
She tends to carry herself in a shy demeanor. Her shoulders are always tucked into her in sort of a defensive slouch. Totodilo doesn't speak at all so she uses a sign language unique to her to communicate to other people though she does know normal sign language. She often relies on others to convey her speech for her or not at all. If there is one place she hangs out the most-- it's on Bararaq's shoulder.
Rukh Alignment: White
Special Features:
- Totodilo has selective mutism. She also has a hand-poked tattoo of an ornate "B" on her left wrist.
History:
- The morning she was born was frigid. A blizzard had been carrying heavy snow and strong winds over the village. Everyone was inside keeping warm by their fires. Her birth was a long one that lasted until the blizzard subsided. They named her Todilo. She grew up an only child in a small homestead by the shores of the tundra. There was quite an abundance of food so she lived quite comfortably. The homestead was near rivers and a dense forest. Todilo was taught how to fish and hunt like all the other children of their village. While she wasn't the best of her craft, her parents were will proud of her. She had a facination with the ocean and spent most of her time out in the cold waters. Her skills riding the waves on a special board she made herself was a gift in itself. A few of the older kids had practiced the sport and she quickly caught on.
As a child she was quite energetic and lively but it all changed when she suddenly became ill. Unfortunately, she was never the healthiest child. Todilo was on the smaller side compared to the other children. Her parents were afraid she would never grow properly. The sickness made the young Imuchakk incredibly weak and frail for a year. For that year, she was unable to speak or move much. She barely even ate. After it passed, everyone was relieved that she didn't die. Though it started the time of her silent voice. For a long time, those around her were confused. They tried to get her to speak but she stayed quiet. Eventually those around her learned to communicate with her on her terms or not at all. It was a tough time for all those she knew. Only a select few knew how to listen to her.
Slowly but surely, she grew into a strong young woman. She was still shorter than most but she grew taller than her parents thought she would. A lot of her peers had already defeated the rampaging unicorn and became warriors. But she couldn't manage to do it. The beast was still much too strong for her. Her parents and elders suggested she traveled out to the other villages in order to get a bit stronger. This is when she got herself into a bit of trouble. Todilo had made it to a small village near the shore and met a few people. They wanted to be daring and sail out into the oceans. She ignorantly joined them in their adventures. When they were out at sea they found themselves in a bit of a bind. Pirates surrounded their small ship. All they wanted to do is taunt the young Imuchakk.
After a bit of a fight, they lost. Both of the people she went with were thrown overboard and left for dead. The pirates took her upon their ship and held her captive in order to sell her to slavers. She would fetch a fine coin for how exotic she was. Todilo sat there in the bottom deck, waiting and cursing herself. Thankfully, she had been saved by her own kin who had managed to find the ship. After returning to the village, she was scolded and punished for going out to sea. They capitalized on the fact she wasn't a warrior so she shouldn't do reckless things since she was still a child. This made her incredibly bitter.
In her time spent in the village, she met an abnormally large man named Bararaq. He was much older than her yet they got along just fine. The man wasn't the best influence on the young girl. Something sparked in him as they spent more time together. Somehow she ignited an old passion and it dragged her into a practice she couldn't get out of. A hidden love for riches and conquest of the seas enveloped her. The more they raided and stole the more this affection grew. But it was only the start for the power pair.
Role-Play Sample:
- The bow creaked as she pulled the arrow back on the string. Her vision focused on the man in front of her. He was on his knees like a dog. She held no pity for him. All she wanted was the gold he was clutching to his breast. Silence broke as her partner impaled the man with his hook. The pig choked and hacked up his own blood. He clung to the gold more than his own life. Todilo made a disgusted expression and she released the arrow into his head, finishing him off. All the gold dropped to the floor, spilling all over the place. She slung the bow around her arm and began picking up the crimson stained coins. Her partner had been spewing words but she ignored every bit of them. The feel of the metal on her fingers was euphoric. She shivered at the sound of them ringing against each other as she dropped them into a bag one by one.
