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  • BANANA RAMA && storage


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  • BANANA RAMA && storage

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    Mild tw
    His name will be Guroprince. Guro is taken from Ero Gero (erotic, grotesque) and I suggest not suggest looking it up, so let me tell you about it. Ero Guro is primarily noted as very horrific gore hentai or anime porn but I'm not basing him off that. Nope, he's from a small group under Ero Guro that is basically pastel anime gore. Ever seen those pastel characters that have their head separated from their body? Or the cute little cartoon girls who wield knives and have a cut open stomach? That's Ero Guro minus the Ero, and that's his little group. Look up "pastel guro" or "cute guro" unless you have a light stomach. Please don't just look up Ero Guro even if your a tough dude.


    Anyway, he will have one of his eyes sewn shut which will be covered by a bandage, a constantly bloody nose, numerous pulled out teeth, lots of scars and bleeding wounds, but is also very fluffy and pastel colored. Personality wise he'll be a huge scaredy cat, like, he super scared of the dark and can't handle even the sight of blood that ain't his own. In general he's a cool dude who's very effeminate, is very self-councious and dislikes himself. However he has very strong morals and is against suicide, self harm, or hating oneself ironically enough. Also the reason he just has random wounds his because he's cursed because once upon a time some magical person thought it would be funny after seeing how much of a wuss he is. So unless specified all his wounds magically show up every morning and can even go away at the drop of a hat.


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  • UNWAVERING LOVE | open, visitor + amour needed

    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=;border:0px;width:450px;text-align:justify;font-size:9pt]He was just here to see his mother, not cause issue or even speak with anyone else. Though if anyone wanted to great him then of course he'd be kind. No one would, he was covered in constantly bleeding injuries all over with old, blood bandages. Hmm, he missed being handsome. Now he was just...Gross, really. "Guroprince," the pastel cheetah called out meekly, his deep voice smooth despite it crackling halfway through. Hopefully his mom would show up soon.


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  • CRUEL FASCINATION && open, joining

    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=;border:0px;width:450px;text-align:justify;font-size:9pt]He knew there was a sibling here, not one he would recognise instantly or like automatically, but family was family. The wounded cheetah had the smell of death hanging over him, which was probably due to the many, many injuries on him. His eye was sewn together, there was giant gashes on his body, scars, multiple parts of his body were shaven and infected. All of these were fresh as if he had gotten torn up only moments ago. Of course this was normal for Guro now. Every since that day he was cursed new wounds showed up every morning, fresher then before.


    The cheetah had been handsome, with his velvety, deep voice and natural alluring scent. Oh yeah, he had been a hunk. Now he was just...A living rotting corpse. Maybe some could see the once beautiful facial features, his voice was still deep and sexy, but besides that the charm was gone. Timid, awkward, self loathing. Everything had changed. Maybe that's why he was at the border of a hated group.


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  • CRUEL FASCINATION && open, joining

    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=;border:0px;width:450px;text-align:justify;font-size:9pt]"Oh-my names Guroprince and I want to join, I kinda can't live by myself," he said gently, glancing around. Ugh, maybe being a hermit would be his only choice. Just sitting alone until he starves to death, if he could starve to death. Maybe the witch had made it so he couldn't die? That'd be funny, huh? Well he didn't want to die anyway, life was worth living, and everyone didn't seem to get that so he should just live so he could tell people that. Weird goal. Really weird goal.


    He smiled as Rigby hurled herself at him, happy that she was one of the few who didn't cower away from him. "I don't wa-want any drugs, uhm, weird saying that to my sister," Guro murmured just a but louder than his previous words, "I just want somewhere to live, so I
    , well, found you.    " Was that weird to say? Yeah, yeah of course it was. It was like he was stalking her or something, which was totally bizarre.


    And then there was the person he knew would come over, the person who had no respect for anyone but themselves, and were completely blunt. He could respect that sort of though not really when it was at his expense. What was he talking about? Insults were always at his expense! "Rigby's my sister, Guroprince mumbled, adjusting the bandage on his eye, "And sorry if I make you uncomfortable, you'll have to get used to it."


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  • CRUEL FASCINATION && open, joining

    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=;border:0px;width:450px;text-align:justify;font-size:9pt]Guro was part of Ero Guro, or Erotic Grotesque. Prince was, well, prince. It wasn't his birth name, that was Daniel, but he had changed it to Guroprince only a few months prior. He was grotesque, very grotesque and therefore the prince. So it was a bit of nonsense. It was also very symbolic to him, a form of self punishment in a sense.


    "I am gross, it's not her fault, children do it all the time," Guro said in defense of Celine. It wouldn't be the first or last time someone called him gross, because they were just telling the truth. He tried not to let himself get upset of stuff like that. "Thank you though, Musicbox, I don't usually get much help when it comes to insults. Oh well," he rolled his eyes, laughing softly.


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  • UNWAVERING LOVE | open, visitor + amour needed

    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=;border:0px;width:450px;text-align:justify;font-size:9pt]He nodded politely to the two without realizing they were family, he only knew few family members. Rigby Skinner was one, and Amour was another. "I'm here to see my mother Amour," he spoke softly as if embarrassed. Which of course he was, that was one of his permanent emotions embarrassment. It made sense when you were a disgusting creature that kids laughed at.


    The cheetah shrank back from his mother, which was funny because he was such a large man. "Momma-" Guro swallowed hard, he had been expecting the question but it hurt to hear. "I-I, well, this woman she, uhm, cursed me?" It sounded so silly, "And now every morning I wake up with new injuries, which scares me so much." His eyes were twinkling with tears, broad shoulders rolled forward, defeated.


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  • grotesque - tags




    - ezekiel darling praelium | also known as groteske

    - bisexual | cis male | masculine pronouns [he/him]

    - three years old | mentally twenty seven years old

    - blizzardclan | paladin trainee of blizzardclan

    - ripped up his garden during a fit

    - voted best character design, favorite shp, and most likely to become a tortured artist during the june 2017 blizzardclan choice awards

    - was recently in a coma from a botched suicide attempt

    - now has anterograde and retrograde amnesia

    - has c-ptsd and depression and anxiety

    - mood swings because of brain trauma

    - former gang member and drug addict (b4 curse)

    - cursed by witch so he wakes up with new wounds every time he wakes up giving him a lot of self esteem issues

    - murdered a couple (b4 curse)

    - was in a mutually abusive relationship with a man name vincent. vincent was sexually and emotionally violent while zeke lashed out physically. (B4 curse)



    - single | 1 crushes, 1 maybe | ½ pereske | ½ zekita

    - amoure x abbadus | unknown generation

    - in general pretty easy to get along with

    - does not believe he deserves to find or be in love

    - ezekiel has a lot of trust issues routed in an old relationship he was in. he was both sexually and emotionally abused by his boyfriend vincent while zeke was in turn physically violent. the relationship was mainly fuelled by drugs and desperation. because of this and having mostly shallow or unimportant "relationships" with others, including his parents, he simply has no reason to believe he is worth anyone's time. also, due to his past crimes he believes himself to he a monster and terrible person, which doesn't help. his self esteem also plays a large role.

    - he falls in love incredibly easy, probably because he fears never finding true love. despite believing he will never be worthy of love he desperately craves it. of all things he wants a family, he wants someone who truly needs and trusts him.


    - doberman rottweiler mix | reference | voice ref

    - mostly black with regular doberman coloring and markings. takes most of his traits from the doberman side, the rottweiler lineage showing in his more muscular, sturdy build. has his right eye permanently ripped out. left eye is a beautiful gold color, almond shaped, sharp. is extremely tall, like, crazy tall. looks super tough and macho.

    - permanent/not caused by the curse wounds; both back legs are broken [using splints and a board with wheels attached], genitalia mutilated, right eye ripped out and skin nearby scarred, multiple scars all across his body, fractured ribs.

    - would be considered handsome if not for his injuries


    - personality is wip


    - '@' when attacking

  • opinions!!

    So this is groteske! He looks like this big scary canine with this super intense deep voice, but he's actually a massive wussy. Now, based on looks he's handsome, looks like a tough guy, a total buff dude. On the other hand he's terrified of the dark or just scary things, is super duper self conscious, and pretty much is the opposite of his appearance. Also he was cursed by a witch a long time ago due to his arrogance so that every time he wakes up new wounds show up. Scars everywhere, right eye is sewn shut, giant gashes, stab wounds, etc etc. These don't hurt, the only time a wound hurts is if it isn't because of the curse. He's also a tad immortal. So, yeah, it's a pretty basic character, but I'd like opinions anyway c:

  • learn from your mistakes - o, stranger

    tw for gore in the first paragraph
    all important info from first paragraph can be seen in less detail in the tags//

    Groteske had once been handsome. Muscular, tall, alluring deep voice, jaw dropping gold eyes, confidence to boot. Well, he still had all those things, really the canine was still good looking, just in a corpse kind of way. You see a long time ago the poor idiot had been cursed for his arrogance, leaving him with all that had made him so terribly prideful, but making him ugly, terrifying, vomit inducing. So, while all those good traits stuck he now had to heavily bandage his stomach so organs didn't drop everywhere. Instead of two beautiful gold eyes there was only one, the other being sewn shut and hidden with an eye patch. Scars aplenty littered his buff form, band aid covered cuts, hidden gashes ruining his otherwise glossy pelt. Nose bleeds, bruises, black eyes. The only conciliation was that these wounds didn't hurt, and some days there was only a few instead of many.

    Today was mercifully one of the better days. Band aids ranging from cute designs and tan coloring littered his body. Besides that the only major wound besides his eye (that wound being permanent) was a gash on the side of his neck which was bandaged, only a bit of blood staining through. He looked almost normal, albeit heavily beat up if we were going by normal standards. In fact Groteske almost felt a bit rugged. Alas there was no escaping being a total wimp, and the poor guy was practically shaking from pure nervousness. What if they didn't like him? What if they thought he was so ugly that they killed him? What if everyone thought he was weird for being such a coward? Everyone would probably think he was some weird Frankenstein monster. Especially once he woke up the next day and all his wound completely changed. Oh no, he'd probably scare some innocent kids with his ugly mutt face, he didn't want to make anyone cry.

    Piling up a miniature mountain of dirt Groteske tried to stay positive, but was mostly failing.

    //this stinks but uhm eyyyy
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  • opinions!!

    oh my god thank you so much!!

    And I will definitely be hitting you up bc Rob sounds so cool and groteske needs a big fluffy tiger dad in his life
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  • learn from your mistakes - o, stranger

    As soon as Imperia approached Groteske made himself smaller, cleaning his neck and forcing his back to arc. Making himself less intimidating was the usual response when around other people. Mostly because he wanted to hide his face as much as possible, but also because he knew both his size and state were predatory. Which was obviously not ideal when one was trying to hide himself as much as possible. "Yeah, I'm okay don't worry," was his hushed response, "this is... natural." Yeah, no, it was far from natural. Having your eye sewn shut and randomly generated wounds was about a hundred billion miles away from natural. Except for him apparently, yup all those great things were totally norm for him.

    The sunset caught his eye making the golden color turn fiery as he looked everywhere but Imperia. Jeez, he could practically taste the cocktail of fear, worry, and I-want-to-friggin-leave coming from the stranger. "Oh no, no I'm not dying, actually I'm, uhm, alright I guess," he said, not even trying to hide his stupidity. Groteske sounded so idiotic right now! Ugh, he was alright? Obviously he was the opposite of alright! Why was he acting so casual? Oh yeah don't worry I'm near death all the time, haha. Wait. Okay so he was near death pretty much everyday, so that was casual for him. Whatever. "My name's Groteske," he attempted to smile back, "I was hoping to join, but I can tell... Uh, yeah, uhm." There he went assuming the stranger hated his guts and wanted him to leave immediately.
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  • learn from your mistakes - o, stranger

    "I should probably do more of that," he shrugged a bit, "worry, I mean." While Groteske was a nervous wreck he wasn't actually detail oriented or all that helpful. In fact his nervousness was almost always based around him. Of course he worried about others too, if someone was injured he'd always try to help, just so happened he was also a huge airhead. For example he was more worried about people liking him than anything else. A bit superficial, perhaps. "Most the time you should just assume I'm fine," cue awkward chuckle, "otherwise you might have a heart attack from stress." Tomorrow it was likely he'd wake up with his head cracked open or blood waterfall-ing from his nose for hours or something equally awful.

    His name was simply a cruel joke that he came up with all by himself. It was a couple months after he was cursed, the day he woke up to find his eye permanently sewn shut even when he clawed at the thread. He was, he looked, and he felt grotesque, somehow that stuck. That deep well of depression coupled with his then unbroken spirit found it hilarious. Lord, he was such a loser.

    With a relieved sigh he straightened his back a bit. Thank God she didn't already hate him. "Thank you, I just... Jeez," he rolled his eyes at himself. "It's hard to find someplace welcoming when you look like I do. Which sound sopathetic," his shoulders relaxed, "but, yeah thank you." Already Grot was feeling comfortable, though honestly it was most likely because he was simple minded. Anxious one second, blabbing the next.

    Finding it cute how Imperia introduced herself twice he simply nodded, unsure if pointing it out would embarrass her. "Fresh bandages would be nice," he said while shifting the wounded side of his neck away self consciously. Ugh, gross.
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  • BLIZZARDCLAN CHATTING/PLOTTING THREAD

    I can help with drug stuff
    especially meth since my character was addicted to it

    anyways I'm trying to draw human groteske (Gregory) and I realized he legit looks the opposite of what his personality protrays
    I think I'm gonna do one which is actually what he'd look like and one which reflects his personality more
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