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Troizija

(Troa-Zee-Yah) The Three Eyed broken one with a fancy for wearing full-face gasmasks to hide her irregular facial feature.

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a character in “The Multiverse”, as played by Rooster

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The shell of former Psionic investigator Detective Embermen.

In summary, Troizija wasn't always 'this way'. What she suffers with is condition that happens when a Psychic individual tries to delve into a subject's mental synapses instead of just specific thought processes. 10 To the fifteenth power worth of neuronal firings, sometimes even sixteenth, In one second. It is way too much for the two minds in play to handle and most of the time they die. Or, in particularly lucky cases both minds just implode into one. That is what happened with Troizija, Resulting in a strange recession of her mind and emotional qualities. Despite her random meek disposition towards almost everything, she has been tested with a high IQ, even higher than before the incident, and should not be underestimated, as this interesting case seems to be two frontal lobes fused in their knowledge rather then snapped because of the strain. Reading her mind is obviously a no-go, as it might cause another 'Snapping' event for her and the mind reader.

Curiously, after the cataclysm Troizija seemed to gain another eye. It was larger then her two normal eyes, but the same color. This optic is in the center of her forehead, only really seen when she ties her hair back. This third eye is believed to be a conduit for the complex noetic signals Troizija exudes.

Personality

Meek, shy, seemingly broken.

So begins...

Troizija's Story

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Troizija opened the door of Gambit's bar. The girl wore a large dark blue hoodie, a scarf on her neck of many different vibrant and some disturbing shades of colors. The hair on her head blocked the view, but on her left ear a self-pierced earring hung. It looked like a little house, comparable to what a small child would draw. Her interest only got larger when the camera noises went off. She squeaked and shuffled into the bar. Black jeans on her legs, strange combat boots on her legs with rainbow laces.

"Hello! Troizija hears a camera in here.. hears it with all three eyes, she does!" The odd girl stated proudly to Ryand.

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Troizija put her face close to the camera. "Hello! Who's your master's name, Mr. Camera?" The odd girl asked, smiling. Nothing seemed physically wrong with her, save for her attire. Mentally though.. It seemed a bit off.

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 "..Oh!" Tro spun in a circle for some reason that only her extremely complex mind would understand. "Taking pictures is fun! I have had a camera once, you know?"

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Troizija stood next to Ryand, slumping a little bit. Her hoodie's sleeves easily surpassed her arm's length, hanging down and flopping a bit as she moved. "Do you like me as a friend, Mister camera?"

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Troizija got on all fours and crawled in front of Ryand, slowly rising up while making a Chugachugachuga noise. As if imitating a train. When she reached the camera's lens she loudly exclaimed "Choochoo!" And licked the glass, coughing afterwards. "Ew."

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 "Stay where? You just picked me up! Stay mid-air! I cant fly."

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Troizija started to tear up with her big blue eyes of hers, sniffling. I wish I could fly like a big-girl!"

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Troizija followed after Kisa for a reason that she quite didn't know at the moment. But that was ok! She didn't know a lot of things. Like what a butterfly's favorite color of necklace was! "Hello! I'm Troizija!"

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Troizija meekly grabbed onto the counter and lifted herself onto it, waving to Everest J. "Hi lady! Are you having a squeezing contest with that glass! It's winning! Who's the good guy?"

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Troizija hopped off the counter, her army boots squeaking as she moved to the shattered glass and got onto her knees, blinking. "I dont think he's breathing." The small girl pushed both hand, each on top of each other into the sharp glass, looking like she was giving it CPR. Or trying... "Ow.."

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Troizija stood up and looked down at her glass covered hands, bleeding profusely from the pale digits at the ends of her arms. "I think Troizja is hurt.." She sniffled, eyes watering.

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Troizija managed to get caught in the paralyzing wave and the shatter of even more glass, to add to her lacerated hands and maybe knees. Kisa would also fall onto her as she plummeted, sending the girl to the ground.

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Troizija was apparently pushed by the falling body as well, causing her to smack into the shelf as well, though there was no gory smack. Both of her big blue eyes closed and a larger, just as blue eye opening on her forehead. "Ugh... I fell down..."

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Troizija walked the door to gambits like she had yesterday, clumsily. The girl's black hair covered most of her face, save for one half and her mouth. It went to her shoulders and didnt seem like she knew how to take care of it. The small woman wore a large baggy (But warm looking) hoodie, black pants and.. combat boots? She was surely and odd one.

"Tro is here!" She exclaimed, throwing her arms up in the air. The hoodie sleeves usually covered her hands, but when they didnt one would be able to see the many cuts and bruises on them. 'Tro' didnt even seem to notice or care. She was too busy walking towards the counter.

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Troizija looked confused. This place never had anyone to talk to. They always scampered together and chittered away. Sort of like squirrels! Squirrels chittered. Tro liked squirrels. But not when they didnt talk to her... Squirrels never really talked to her. So did she not like them? She wasnt sure anymore!

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Troizija pulled herself onto a bar stool and looked around with the one visible eye, the other hidden by her thick black hair. She was trying to find a bartender. Maybe they would talk to her! She liked to talk. But listening was good too. She used to listen in her old job before she was 'Removed from active service' for some reason that she couldn't quite place. "Hello!! Bartender? Are you hiding from me? I didnt know we were playing hide and seek.."

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Troizija swung her feet back and forth on her stool, her heavy combat boots knocked against the counter as she did. Sitting on her hands, the little woman still looked around for the bartender. She thought it was a game of hide and seek still.

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Troizija was busy sitting at the bar counter in her typical long and baggy hoodie. Black jeans adorned her lower half and not much else was seen on the girl, save for her long black hair that covered all but a bit of her face and a radiant blue eye. The young woman held a juice-box in her left hand, the straw in her mouth as she sipped. "Hmm..." It appeared to be apple.

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Troizija absentmindedly spun on her stool, humming as she sipped at the juice-box. Soon the young woman was out of juice and just set the container down on the wooden counter, hands both now in her lap. Her bright gaze peered around the bar for a while before she yawned, covering her mouth with a sleeve. "People are crying at other people. I wonder why?" The Small woman tried to communicate as some sort of question to John Leaf.

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Troizija blinks, the singular viewable eye wide. "Why is there hugs? This is not an answer."

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Troizija 's dark blue hoodie wouldnt really get any darker as the tears hit it. She didnt care anyways. She rarely cared about anything, like most people in the bar, though she was smaller, less powerful and arguably more innocent. "Oh.. Well, Troizija is not a slave!" The way her name was pronounced was 'Twah-Zee-Yah' "You can be happy I am not!"

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Troizija smiled, but then got to thinking about slaves. Sickly, starving and..Wearing a collar. "B-But Troizija.. Had a collar before.. She didn't like the collar. It hissed and zapped her.."

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 "No..They called him Project Head."

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Troizija blinks, shaking her head. "I dont think Tro was a slave. I think Tro was an experementalament. Do you think they tested shampoo on Tro like a monkey? Tro's hair is soft like it had shampoo in it once." The young woman clearly meant Experiment. Though she was not so lucky to test shampoo and conditioner..

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Troizija tapped her chin and shook her head. "Tro doesnt think there is a soap that is like that. But she thanks you for saying her hair is soft and that she is cute, Mister!" She smiled again, seemingly forgetting about being tested on completely as she was complimented. "Yesterday is not far away. You can go back to yesterday if you try. Tro could help you go back to yesterday with her third eye!"

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