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hashtag_chocobro) wrote2018-08-23 09:59 pm
hashtag_chocobro) wrote2018-08-23 09:59 pm
Oh, snap! Here comes an info post!
It's that most wonderful time of the year! Newbie time! Info dumps! And since I've been exceptionally terrible about doing info posts on any of my nerds so far, I figured now might be the time to remedy that and get into better, more informative habits.
Starting with this silly spaz, Mr. Prompto Argentum.
Riding without seatbelt HIGH FIVE!
Prompto is from the world of Eos, from the Crown City of Insomnia in the kingdom of Lucis, and it will literally be his first time out of the city since he was a baby. He's originally from Niflheim, sworn enemy of Lucis, so he doesn't really talk about that very much, especially since he was adopted so young. Up until just recently, he was sort of a loser. Okay, no, he was a major loser, a lonely kid who didn't know how to talk to other people, who took comfort in only food and his photography and the occasional cute animal. When he was twelve, he rescued a puppy that belonged to Lady Lunafreya of Tenebrae, the princess wrote to him encouraging him to make friends with Noctis, the Prince of Lucin, who went to Prompto's school and needed some friends himself. But when Prompto stumbled and fell when trying to approach Noctis and Noctis subsequently struggled to help him up because of his weight, a mortified Prompto ran away like the spaz he was and dedicated himself to working out and losing weight until he could consider himself more worthy to be the best friend of a prince.
Ka-pow!
That leads us to the person you'll be meeting on Saturday. It took Prompto three years before he buffed up and gained the confidence to approach Noctis again (pretending they'd never met before, but Noctis recognized him right away), and the rest would go own in BFF history. They made fast friends, and Prompto gained the confidence to be the bubbly jokester he is today.
SELFIE QUEEN.
Of course, he's super bummed to leave his best prince buddy for a while, but, due to the Insomnia Public School System being just as prone to paperwork errors as Fandom High School, he got assigned to this new school he'd never even heard of instead of continuing on at his old school. Noctis encouraged him to go because the experience would be good for him...and how could he deny Noctis anything?
Except potato chips, apparently
Prompto loves photography and he loves girls, he loves machinery and guns, his phone and video games. He loves food and being lazy and working out...well, he tolerates working out, but knows he's got to keep up with it. He's hyperactive, brimming with energy, and he likes to crack cheesy jokes. He's afraid of heights and claustrophobic, and a little bit afraid of the dark, but, to be fair, that's when deamons come out! He hates bugs and the outdoors, but he looooves cute animals, especially chocobos. He's the happy-go-lucky comic relief, but he's got a deeper side to him, too. Being a commoner suddenly at the side of royalty, he constantly feels like he's never good enough, that he's barely scraping by, and he suffers from a deep bout of impostor syndrome. Part of his energy and brightness is to just overcompensate for constantly feeling on the edge of utter rejection and abandonment, especially now that he finally has something in his life he feels is worth living for.
BFF FOREVER <3 <3 <3 <3
Appearance wise, Prompto is average height (5'8"), very thin but well muscled, with blue eyes, a scattering of freckles, and blonde hair that he's only just recently started styling slightly spiked in a way that looks absolutely nothing like Cloud Strife's or chocobo butt. He is usually smiling his lopsided grin and is constantly fidgeting. Boy cannot stand still. He's usually wearing a clashing cocophany of an outfit that involves a studded and patched leather vest, a tank top, super tight leopard print pants, and a flannel around his waist. He's also usually wearing a black band over his arm, and fingerless leather gloves that conveniently cover up the tattoos on his wrists: one is a star and a barbed wire that he got recently, the other is a strange barcode that he's had and hidden for as long as he can remember.
Say 'fuzzy pickles!'
...about that barcode. Turns out, Prompto's actually a clone created by the Niflheim Empire, created with the intent of being an experimental super-soldier merged with the deamons that take over Eos at night. Not that he knows that, and it's going to be a while before he does, but, you know, just FYI.
~~I want to ride my chocobo all day!~~
Also, in looking for a gif for this post (and finding...too many), I've come to realize that Prompto really, really likes slapping people's butts. So if you'd rather avoid this sort of shenanigan, speak now, or forever live under the threat of having your butt slapped.
Questions? Comments? Concerns? Hit me up, bros! (Though I am going to sleep right now and will respond in the morning)
Starting with this silly spaz, Mr. Prompto Argentum.
Riding without seatbelt HIGH FIVE!
Prompto is from the world of Eos, from the Crown City of Insomnia in the kingdom of Lucis, and it will literally be his first time out of the city since he was a baby. He's originally from Niflheim, sworn enemy of Lucis, so he doesn't really talk about that very much, especially since he was adopted so young. Up until just recently, he was sort of a loser. Okay, no, he was a major loser, a lonely kid who didn't know how to talk to other people, who took comfort in only food and his photography and the occasional cute animal. When he was twelve, he rescued a puppy that belonged to Lady Lunafreya of Tenebrae, the princess wrote to him encouraging him to make friends with Noctis, the Prince of Lucin, who went to Prompto's school and needed some friends himself. But when Prompto stumbled and fell when trying to approach Noctis and Noctis subsequently struggled to help him up because of his weight, a mortified Prompto ran away like the spaz he was and dedicated himself to working out and losing weight until he could consider himself more worthy to be the best friend of a prince.
Ka-pow!
That leads us to the person you'll be meeting on Saturday. It took Prompto three years before he buffed up and gained the confidence to approach Noctis again (pretending they'd never met before, but Noctis recognized him right away), and the rest would go own in BFF history. They made fast friends, and Prompto gained the confidence to be the bubbly jokester he is today.
SELFIE QUEEN.
Of course, he's super bummed to leave his best prince buddy for a while, but, due to the Insomnia Public School System being just as prone to paperwork errors as Fandom High School, he got assigned to this new school he'd never even heard of instead of continuing on at his old school. Noctis encouraged him to go because the experience would be good for him...and how could he deny Noctis anything?
Except potato chips, apparently
Prompto loves photography and he loves girls, he loves machinery and guns, his phone and video games. He loves food and being lazy and working out...well, he tolerates working out, but knows he's got to keep up with it. He's hyperactive, brimming with energy, and he likes to crack cheesy jokes. He's afraid of heights and claustrophobic, and a little bit afraid of the dark, but, to be fair, that's when deamons come out! He hates bugs and the outdoors, but he looooves cute animals, especially chocobos. He's the happy-go-lucky comic relief, but he's got a deeper side to him, too. Being a commoner suddenly at the side of royalty, he constantly feels like he's never good enough, that he's barely scraping by, and he suffers from a deep bout of impostor syndrome. Part of his energy and brightness is to just overcompensate for constantly feeling on the edge of utter rejection and abandonment, especially now that he finally has something in his life he feels is worth living for.
BFF FOREVER <3 <3 <3 <3
Appearance wise, Prompto is average height (5'8"), very thin but well muscled, with blue eyes, a scattering of freckles, and blonde hair that he's only just recently started styling slightly spiked in a way that looks absolutely nothing like Cloud Strife's or chocobo butt. He is usually smiling his lopsided grin and is constantly fidgeting. Boy cannot stand still. He's usually wearing a clashing cocophany of an outfit that involves a studded and patched leather vest, a tank top, super tight leopard print pants, and a flannel around his waist. He's also usually wearing a black band over his arm, and fingerless leather gloves that conveniently cover up the tattoos on his wrists: one is a star and a barbed wire that he got recently, the other is a strange barcode that he's had and hidden for as long as he can remember.
Say 'fuzzy pickles!'
...about that barcode. Turns out, Prompto's actually a clone created by the Niflheim Empire, created with the intent of being an experimental super-soldier merged with the deamons that take over Eos at night. Not that he knows that, and it's going to be a while before he does, but, you know, just FYI.
~~I want to ride my chocobo all day!~~
Also, in looking for a gif for this post (and finding...too many), I've come to realize that Prompto really, really likes slapping people's butts. So if you'd rather avoid this sort of shenanigan, speak now, or forever live under the threat of having your butt slapped.
Questions? Comments? Concerns? Hit me up, bros! (Though I am going to sleep right now and will respond in the morning)
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*from now on lives his life dangling on the treacherous balance between his love of life and what he can only imagine would be the most glorious death ever*
And my hair does not look like an Orobird!....whatever that is!
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Kidding! I'm kidding! No butt-touchy unless expressly welcome or moderately tolerated. Or you make my dreams come true and change your mind.
[[but let's all be honest, here, the only butts he's touching are male.]]