Darmok Aggaro

Your name is DARMOK AGGARO and everyone agrees that you are FUCKING PSYCHOTIC. You are NINE SWEEPS AND A YEAR, and you haven't SEEN THE SUN for seven of them. Your father LOCKED YOU UP sweeps ago, when his attempts to BRAINWASH you into his DARK CARNIVAL only made you crazier.

You have few possessions, as most are taken away when you ATTEMPT TO KILL YOUR CAPTORS with them. The exceptions are your computer, which you only use for Trollian, awaiting the D̷̛̹̗̦̲̹̤͇̩͍̺̞̫̫̱͙̥̙͙͇̓ͦ̅͌ͣ͛̓̑̚͟͠A̶̢̦̦̣̩̼͔̦̭̟̼ͬͮ͑̆ͥ̒̊̃̈́͊̾̊͂͑́̑̎ͧ͝Ȳ̸̇̌ͫ̿͛͢͞҉̟̮̳̟́ ̵̛̠̠̪̠̟͓͚ͤͣͥͨͧ͊̋͑̃̓̚̚̕͟͠Ť̡̡͇̝͈̼̫̙͎͓̮̟̃ͫ̌̈́͌ͮ̃̾̕̕͟H̴̛̫̣̯̝̥̤͇̮͇͎̗͈̠̣͈̥ͮͬ̋ͨ͒̄͐ͩ́͘͟A̧̽̌ͥ̃̅ͮ҉̮̰͇̞̣̲̭Tͪ̿̈̔́̎̏̈́̈́ͭ҉̸̧̺͉̝̹͚͙͈̳͇̗̞͔̙̹͓͟ ̴̠̻͙̼͖̭̬̝̊̎͌͋͐̎͐̀C̓̉̊ͪͮ̄҉̵̢͙͔̼͎͕͙̼̬̺̮̮͇̠̟̯̬͘O̺̹̬̜̳̭̩͎͉͈̯̬͙̬̩ͫ̂̄͆̔̍ͣͥ̓̿͌͢ͅṀ̵̧͆ͨ͂ͦ̊̕҉̲͕̣̗̠͇ͅE̸̢͚͈̣̙͈ͤͧͬ͗̊̌̏̎̏͑̅͋ͫͪͣ͝S̷͇̪̻͇͇̥̳͚̮̠̺̮͉̗̓͋͑̾̊̎ͦ̓̑͌͛͋̏͠͠. You also have a SWEATER, that your father says your mother KNIT JUST FOR YOU. It's pale pink with a POMERANIAN on the front. You never wear it, but cuddle it at night, listening to the WHISPERS.

You spend your days TALKING TO THE SWEATER, and harassing random people on TROLLIAN, attempting to tell them what the sweater has said. Very few listen. When the power is out, which it often is, you STARE INTO THE STARS, hoping to find some INSCRUTABLE TRUTH among them, or DRAW THEIR PATTERNS ON YOUR SKIN with your claws.

Otherwise, there's LITTLE ELSE TO DO in SOLITARY CONFINEMENT. You have no lusus, as your father KILLED YOUR OROBOROSDAD in front of you when you were three. He ATTEMPTED TO BRAINWASH you at five. When asked, he said that he KILLED YOUR MOTHER for attempting to nurse you. You should probably hate The CHUCKLER, but you know the truth. He's just a SAD LITTLE KING of a SAD LITTLE HILL.

Your trolltag is  cthonicCatamite  and you Ͽ Đathon, all of his days. Ͼ

Life Before SBurb/SGrub
Imprisonment. What more do you want?

Friends
Talk about background connections you my have with other characters.

OOC Contact Information

 * ooc Pesterchum handle
 * email address
 * reddit username