=>Mallok Ablonk // Greenblood

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Name: Mallok Ablonk
(Malocchio = evil glance, ‘a blanc’ = means ‘in white’, a cooking term that also refers to their facepaint)

Blood colour: Greenblood #247c3a █████

Gender: Male

Symbol: Cleaver

Profile:

The mirthful exuberance of this greenblood is as plain as the paint on his face. Though even-tempered and polite by juggalo standards, Mallok is still a bombastic presence at almost all times, only settling down when he is preparing a dish. Behind the kitchen counter, the boy is a consummate professional. His ChefPop has tutored him in the culinary arts and he's listened intently, always calm and rational when preparing a meal for himself, though he's been known to get a little showy when other are watching him cook.

Being a greenblood, the caste system doesn't affect him in any way significant enough for his scatterbrained self to notice, and thus his opinions are largely the parroted beliefs of others with no real meaning behind them. He does want to move up in the world, but only so he can share his “mothaf***in’ dining course of deliciousness” with everyone, believing the quickest way to a troll’s bloodthumper is through their protein chute.

As is typical of someone with a musclebeast for a lusus, the Juggalo is capable of great feats of strength, helped in part by his training as sous chef to his lusus in his formative years. Carrying an 18 course meal balanced carefully in your hands will do that.

Mallok’s a devout juggalo, preaching the good word of his messiahs and trying to convert all that he can into the fold. He sees their views as the best way to spread mirth and cheer throughout Alternia, and his natural optimism has caused him to pen his mind to the messiahs' teachings. His own personal recipes for himself are interlaced with periods of “experimental dishes” consisting heavily of faygo and strange combination of ingredients. His other traits include his odd wielding of cooking utensils, hanging them by strings from his fingers and kicking them, swinging them with a surprising amount of control. If this sounds terrifying, it’s nothing compared to the greenblood powers. Always a jovial fellow, if their comes a time when he is met with opposition that pushes beyond his cheerful nature, he may declare the offending party “unworthy of mirth,” upon which he will unleash his power, known in close circles as his “NIGHTMARE EYES.” Often keeping his eyes barely open in a happy expression of joy, he has the innate ability to instill fear with his eyes when opened wide, a mysterious ability from birth to call upon an inner eyelid which glows and seems to radiate fear upon all who see it.

It’s highly unlikely such a mirthful troll would engage in such behavior though, one would hope. Instead he spends his days cooking for friends and strangers alike, spreading the good word, and just trying to find a good time wherever he can. The few things that might set him off tends to be in offenses aimed at his friends or at his cooking. He's aware of how his religion is percieved by others (including his lusus) and can weather scorn about such things, and he's got enough self-confidence to shrug off any personal slights to himself as the other person just not knowing him well enough yet. But in his terrifying eyes his friends and his cooking are not to be unjustly scorned, and such crimes will be repaid in full. When he does find himself in a rut, he will turn to one of two intertwined things: eating (if sad) or cooking (if stressed) with a relentless tenacity until he runs out of food, ingredients, or negative feelings.

Mallok splits his time cooking and finding people to taste test things, but he will especially go out of his way if its for his experimental dishes. Not wanting ChefPops to find out about them, he'll often give it to someone in secret or travel farther to hand it off to them.  

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Strengths:

Generous as Hell:
Old “Marsh-Mallo” is a sweet and giving troll who bakes and cooks for the delight and joy it brings to others. While he may make an experimental dish from time to time, he always considers the taste of those he knows and does his best to craft a dish to their liking. If you catch him in the right mood it is not unlikely he’ll make you something for free just at the slightest mention of hunger.

I’m a Hugga Mothaf***a:
The laid-back even tempered optimism of this juggalo is practically infectious. He’s got something of a talent for bringing a troll’s mood up. When he’s able to focus long enough, Mal can even be a great listener!

Creative Juices:
The Juggalo is adept at improvisation and keeping people on their toes more often than their are knives on his own. From his food to his fighting, the boy can come up with a new plan of action with nary a second of forethought.


Flaws:


Class Clown (Show-off):
Mallok has a small problem craving attention. Ever the crowd-pleaser, he’s been known to get extra flashy when he knows people are watching. The greenblood is very liable to take bigger risks and throw himself into less rehearsed shenanigans in front of anyone he’s even remotely interested in impressing.

Space Case:
This juggalo always has his head in the clouds, rarely facing issues in his life because he just plain doesn’t realize they exist. He will stop dead in his tracks if he thinks of a new recipe or a great side dish to pair with orange Faygo. The boy has a fairly one-track mind and if on a task it is quite easy to slip something by him, which often works in the favor of those who don’t wish to incur the punishment of his glare.

Unfor-f**in’-givable:
It might be very long before Mallok notice someone pullnig a fast one on him, but once he’s been wronged, it is nigh impossible to get back on his good side, and being on the bad side of a knife-juggling zealot with NIGHTMARE EYES isn’t the greatest situation to find yourself in.  

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Weapon: Puppetted Kitchen Knives

Appearance:
That clowny lookin’ guy over there!

Home:
Mallo’ lives in a Chef Hat-Shaped Hiveblock in the Four Fronds that is right next to the crashed spaceship, the Chateauque Blanche. The stem portion is divided in half, a side for dining and a side for cooking. A spiral staircase in the center leads to the bulbous second floor, where a central room contains doors all round for each individual room above. These rooms are banal rooms you’d find in every hive: bedroom, bathroom, dark messiah altar room, game room, and Borkuisinier’s stables. From the spiral staircase you can clearly see the dining room and kitchen.

Lusus:
Mallo’s lusus is a musclebeast with thick eyebrows and a luxurious mustache named Borkuisinier, or more colloquially as “ChefPops.” A Master Chef, he uses his chiseled biceps to teach his charge the delicate culinary arts. While mostly unintelligible to the casual observer, it is said (by Mallo, so take it with a pinch of salt) that he is quite the poet when it comes to describing food. He represents a strong and supportive pillar in his child’s life. This includes standing by his child through his strange fixation with this vulgar religion. But Borkuisinier isn't worried, it's probably just a phase. Probably.


Power: “NIGHTMARE EYES” - Agility A (I think?? Not like Mallo gets faster so much as his opponent gets slowed, but mechanically it'd be the same I think??)