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FULL NAME
John Egbert
BIRTH DATE
04/13/1996
AGE
20
VOICE
ALIAS
johnny windsock, j sock, blue boy
PRONOUNS
he/him
TITLE
Heir of Breath
BUNNY?
in the box
APPEARANCE
Average McAverageguy. Really just painfully normal looking. John's primary appearance in canon is this, which leaves a little room for interpretation. So for our purposes, John is 20-years-old, 5'7", slim frame with little to no muscle tone and lots of soft edges. Black hair, short, with an absolutely unruly and untameable cowlick. Buddy Holly glasses. Most often seen wearing the rad jammies like in his sprite, including the ridiculously long windsock hood.
HEIGHT
5'7"
HAIR
short, black, untameable cowlicks
BUILD
slim but soft
EYES
blue
PERSONALITY
He's just a little guy! Just doing his thing! John is a generally affable young man, prone to playing pranks and the occasional outburst over insignificant things. He's calm under pressure, though, and ends up falling into leadership positions, much to his own chagrin. He's a dedicated friend and converses with others easily, and generally comes off pretty chipper. But underneath that, there's also a little sadness... :( It's hard being a kid. Growing up. It's hard and nobody understands!!
BACKGROUND
RELATIONSHIPS
Dad Egbert, father;
John's stern, exceptionally fatherly father. Killed by Bec Noir.
Dad Crocker, father/son;
Son of the alpha version of him, and Jane's father, but also maybe the same as his own father? It's weird.
Jade Harley, clone sister;
They didn't grow up together but he cares about her so much.
Dave Strider, BFF;
Definitely the guy of all time.
Rose Lalonde, friend;
John's server player. Dropped a bathtub in his hallway.
Jane Crocker, clone mother;
Also his nanna in the beta timeline.
Jake English, clone father;
Also Jade's grandpa in the beta timeline.
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ABILITIES
GOD TIER
Having ascended to god tier, he is more resistant to most damage though not impervious. He can die, but unless certain conditions are met, he will revive shortly thereafter. In order to die permanently, his death must be a heroic sacrifice, or a just defeat, though what precisely counts as "heroic" or "just" is up for debate. He is also capable of flight.
HEIR OF BREATH
The definition of the Heir class is not precisely defined, but can be considered someone who becomes or embodies their aspect, one who helps their aspect bring about change, or even more literally, one who inherits their aspect. Breath is directly correlated to wind, but also to freedom and confidence. In terms of what John can actually do with these abilities, he can summon and control the wind and tornadoes. He can also turn himself into wind, typically as a means of escape.
HAMMERKIND
In typical RPG fashion, John picked up the hammer at the very beginning of his adventure, and that became his signature weapon. The hammerkind strife specibus (a canon abstraction roughly equivalent to equipment systems in most RPGs) also appears to make it easier to use his weapon of choice; even at the beginning of his adventure, he was able to wield large and presumably heavy hammers with ease, despite being a 13-year-old of average physical ability.
FRAYMOTIFS
Powerful combo attacks that he can perform with canonmates. These typically combine his aspect's abilities with that of his partner(s). Though there is a short list of known fraymotifs, he can form these combo attacks with any other Sburb or Sgrub player.
PLAYLIST
I'll be honest with you
This won't be easy on you

You can take heart, my friend
It will not be in vain
Although there's clouds ahead
And it's about to rain
If you can wait it out
You'll see the sky is blue
And all the love you gave
It will come back to you
So stop, don't get carried away
Darling don't you understand
That every time we wave our hands
We're cool, we're fucking amazing
We dropped down from some other dimension
Just to be with you

Don't stress, that's dumb
I'm here, and it's nice to be alive
Chill out, it's all right
Kiss me, it's nice to be alive
I woke up drenched in sweat again
Then it hit me, I always have been
Oh, I'm a little less put together
Oh, it's not getting any better
I woke up so embarrassed by
My lack of progress
I will be alright
I am aware, I've been misled
I disconnect my heart, my head
Don't want to recognize when things go bad
The things that you'll accept
Except that I am finding the words to say

I'm ready, I'm ready to drop
Oh oh oh oh oh, I'm ready
I'm ready so don't stop
I'm ready so don't stop
Well how do you know what's of this earth and what's divine?
And if the point of life is creation then why are we wasting our time...
Looking around to discover ourselves like it's some
Fixed point you can find?
You can start to lose your mind
And I can see that everything repeats
It's all just drop-dead typical
I can see it going on and on

I'm just a star fading, falling naked
Burning through my own frustration
Whatever, not your savior
I just think life's what you make it
'Cause I've built my castle on broken dreams
And as time goes by, I must admit it seems like
I was sold a lie
Makes me want to cry so loud
So loud

'Cause it's tough to be a dreamer when they don't come true
Nothing seems to happen and you can't break through
Feel like your blossoming is overdue
And you realize no one's gonna give the world to you
I lie to me, yeah I lie to me
I say everything's gonna be alright like I'm that naive

I've been lying to my demons (plenty through the seasons)
But I don't see 'em leaving (they're sitting on the ceiling)
Maybe seeing is deceiving, but with me is this feeling
That all I'll ever be is just better at believing
You're angry but you don't know how to be that yet
It seems too much went wrong and all at once
Resistance seems impossible from down this low
And surely no one else can feel like this

But on the streets
You can see them gathering
And in your heart
You know they feel like you do
AESTHETIC
OOC
NAME
Tyrian
CONTACT
PB
n/a
TIMEZONE
pacific time


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