CONCEPTOR

SPECIES:ANGUS

Conceptor is portrayed as a big white cattle guy with black splogges on his muscles and body as his original color is in fact brown with sepia splurges of abstractions that almost completely covers his pelt.

Conceptor is a good friend to a guy named Tereru because of an exception to his personality. You see Conceptor has a condition in where he is unable to suppress his madness. The circumstances each time didn’t have anything to do with pure vendetta or wrath, people leaning him on the wrong side of reality sort of speed;No, his character simply fears the sight of illusions and how it can undoubtedly temporarily trap his soul, mind and body into somewhere further from here.

He goes on swirling rampages with anyone caught in the crossfire, bombarded with blob tons of pale white sweat that overlaps his brown vintage characteristics.

Conceptor stays away from people especially his friends and family, i.e., The CAAST Society and affiliates . Including the person mentioned above, some folks such as Genus Kaye, Zeanin’, Nociceptor are all exceptions. it is said that people that could control the flow of energy inside them were somehow able to get along with him. People’s energies will often get too loud for him and then collide with his own nature, causing him to go blind with an empty madness. This is the reason he needs people and anthropomorphic creatures alike that have a subtle change in a play of nature to them. However there are times when Conceptor flies off the handle anyway and he gets held down, which actually makes him mad since he hates getting weighed down by anyone, says it makes him feel vulnerable.

Conceptor is a Ceptor belonging to a sub family group within the CAAST society, he will not attend social events. Mainly the traditional Ceptor banquets they hold two times a year in keeping with the old family syllables.

If you haven’t guessed Conceptor is an introverted case, though more like he has adopted it. If he’s doing something else besides reading that means he’s on the verge of catching an illness or he truly is chill relaxing, loving to go for some grass fishing, literally. On occasions, challenges himself in some old 90’s games.

Conceptor’s condition is called the mad cow’s disease
Conceptor is the part of me, in my adolescence I would illusions to create phantom foreshadows that I would use to scare myself, hoping to sleep comfortably at night. Warming my thoughts in a cocoon among the darkness that my blankets and pillows enacted to subconsciously keep me safe from the unseen danger lurking in the mold.