=>Nefren Nytzhe // Purpleblood

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Basic Info


Name: Nefren Nytzhe (Nefren: corruption of the lovecraftian pharaoh, Nephren-Ka, who attracted the attention of Nyarlathotep, the Haunter of the Dead.) His last name is a corruption of the philosopher Friedrich Nietzsche, who famously said “God is Dead. God remains dead. And we have killed him.” and is arguably the father of modern nihilism.

Blood colour: #552A7D

Gender: male - "him"

Symbol: An all-seeing eye inverted around pyramid. Inverted pyramid symbolizes inspiration from the heavens and an inversion of the caste system. Like so.  

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Profile:
Nefren is a young troll with dark sense of humor and some interesting ideas about the Mirthful Messiahs. He makes his hive in the desert, and is always willing to joke and play with other trolls as long as they keep mirth and laughter in their hearts. Nefren finds life hilarious, is always looking for a good joke or prank to play. He loves comedy, music, and especially slam poetry. Nefren believes the art of slam poetry is the purest form of preaching to the uneducated masses. He practices whenever he can, which is pretty hard to do when he lives in the middle of the desert in a giant stone pyramid. Regardless, he spends as much time as he can preaching his sermons through the ancient art of spittin’ hot fire.

Nefren has some unique ideas, even among juggalos. Wrinkledad likes to whisper to him as he sleeps, mostly ancient lullabies and apocalyptic visions of the future. Nefren has decided that this world is our paradise, the reward that the messiahs have prepared for trolls. The next world, after death, is our trial, full of nothing but pain and hardship. And this paradise is finite, and slowly falling apart around everyone. Nefren is convinced that this world will soon end, and the next will begin. Because of this, he wants to enjoy this paradise to its fullest, taking every opportunity for pleasure he can find. He hates trolls who are boring, or waste his time. He just wants to have as much fun as he can while he can, because any night might be his last. Nefren wants to keep the carnival going as long as possible before the flame that is Alternia flickers out. If a troll tries to get in the way of his revelry, they're obstructing his sacred duty to the messiahs. Such a heathen is best removed.

Nefren isn’t interested in fitting into normal troll society. If everything is going to fall apart anyway, what’s the point of all this stuffy nonsense keeping interesting lowbloods from having their own joy? If you asked him, it sure seems like some trolls are dead-set on turning this paradise of a world into something hard and complicated. He’d rather just tear the entire hemospectrum apart, even though he directly benefits from it as a highblood. Nefren loves breaking stuff just for the experience of breaking things, and revels in any chaos that he causes. The hemospectrum keeps trolls from really being able to cut loose and enjoy themselves, and Nefren would do away with the whole gogdamned thing if he could. He's not subtle about any of this, or really about anything, and he's more than willing to preach about the evils of the restrictive hemospectrum to anyone who asks. Anything that keeps trolls from living by their pumpbiscuits is dangerous.

Nefren's delusion even extends to other juggalos, marking him as a bit of an outlier. He doesn't have anything against the church directly - after all, the tenets of the messiahs tell everyone to live as they will - but misguided prophets are delusional at best, causing the flock to stray from the true path of paradise. And when the church is twisted to keep trolls from being true to themselves, Nefren gets... angry. The messiahs brought the gospel so all could enjoy this paradise to the best of their abilities. As long as juggalos keep this tenet, Nefren gets along with them just fine. That doesnt mean they get along with him.

His beliefs have pushed him into a kind of desperate frenzy for joy, and the purpleblood likes to party like it’s his last day, every day. Nefren is convinced that its every trolls duty to make their time on Alternia as enjoyable as possible before they pass to the next world. He searches desperately for ways to pierce the veil of death, and find a way to communicate with the voices from beyond - anything that can keep Alternia from it’s inevitable fate. Ghosts and visions are of particular interest, as is anything that can anchor him to this world forever. Nefren wants to stay here as long as he can, forever if possible.

Nefren has been heavily influenced by Wrinkledad, and even built his hive over the ruins where he originally discovered the creature. He’s fascinated by the ancient ruins beneath his hive, and wanders them extensively looking at the hieroglyphs and hidden passages. Wrinkledad likes to hiss ancient secrets and rituals to his charge, and Nefren is always entranced by his lusus. The animal is unclear at best, however, and Nefren gets confused and frustrated easily by his dad.

Weapon:
Pair of Khopeshes (hooked swords)

Appearance: Nefren likes to braid his hair in dreadlocks, and takes great pride in his facepaint. He found his symbol from ancient frescos below his hive - depictions of the apocalypse, a great beast rising from beneath the crust of some far-off world to destroy all that it could reach. His clothes are loose and baggy, to breathe in the hot desert air. Prefers sandals over other footwear because they aren't closed. Armbands are bendy glowsticks.  

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Home: Nefren lives in the wastes far outside of Chittentown, his hive a massive pyramid above ancient ruins where he originally was found by Wrinkledad. The hive itself is huge, a massive labyrinth of crossing passages, but very cozy inside, full of every amenity Nefren could purchase. The chambers within are large and ostentatious, full of the finest things and decorated gaudily. They are arranged in no particular order, a dizzying matrix of passages and corridors connecting them.

Of particular interest is the basement. Nefren’s hive is built over ancient ruins, which he has yet to fully explore. Wrinkledad is very possessive of them, only showing a little at a time to his charge, but Nefren loves to explore the seemingly endless, depthless passages buried deep beneath Alternia’s crust. He finds the sense of loneliness and isolation calming, an occasional reprieve from his ceaseless, noisy life. While he wouldn’t trade the carnival for anything, it can be relaxing for him to spend time in the catacombs to recollect his thoughts.

Nefren is FAR outside the limits of Chittentown, but he does occasionally venture into town in order to preach the messiah’s gospel, and find trolls to party with.  

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Lusus: Nefren’s Lusus is Wrinkledad, an ancient creature with the head and front paws of a hairless cat and the body of a snake. His skin is wrinkly and leathery all along his entire body, looking like some incredibly long naked snake. Nefren isn’t quite sure how old wrinkledad is - only that he’s very, very old. He seems incredibly familiar with the ruins over which Nefren has made his hive and speaks mainly in whispers and maddening, maddening riddles. Nefren hates riddles. Wrinkledad also has the uncanny ability to detect when anyone is lying to him, and it seems to set him on edge. He hates lies, frequently hissing and arching his back to an offender.

Wrinkledad has a huge amount of influence over Nefren, and likes to sleep near his recuperacoon whispering sweetly long into the morning. Nefren can only vaguely remember what he speaks of with a sense of dread and impending disaster. Wrinkledad rarely seems concerned with Nefren other than making sure he doesn’t get too self-destructive. Generally, he just lies around and sleeps a lot, muttering quietly to himself. If Nefren is going too far, Wrinkledad is usually the one who reins him back in, not always gently. Whisperdad seems to hate silence for whatever reason, always trying to fill that void with whatever noise he can produce. If that means he needs to drop something on the ground, then he will. Nefren has taken to making sure music is always playing around his dad to appease his hatred for nothingness. Better than all his stuff getting knocked off things.

Occasionally, Whisperdad purrs. This is rare, and to be treasured.  

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