Bout Aspects



Yo crazy-ass Aspect is one of three qualitizzles which uniquely determine yo' True sign, along wit yo' Sign Class n' Lunar Sway. Yo crazy-ass Aspect indicates dat yo ass is bound ta one of twelve cosmic properties: Breath, Blood, Life, Doom, Light, Void, Time, Space, Heart, Mind, Rage, or Hope. Each Aspect is paired wit another, which are up in opposizzle ta each other, as peeped up in tha wheel below. To smoke up yo' True Sign, which includes discoverin yo' Aspect, take tha test now.

Time



Those bound ta tha aspect of Time is fighters, full stop. Their lives is often marked by struggle, not so much cuz fate has it up in fo' dem yo, but cuz they is fundamentally incapable of just acceptin thangs as they come. They value action over passive acceptance, even if dat may not be tha wisest or safest chizzle. Don't try ta tell a Time-bound ta sit still n' look pretty. They is straight-up goal-focused, n' tend ta value tha destination over tha journey, n' you won't find dem makin dat trip up in any traditionizzle sort of way. To quote cheesy postas found on nuff a guidizzle counselorz wall-"impossible is just a word". If you need a miracle, they is whoz ass you call fo' realz. At they best, tha Time-bound is empathetic n' relentless problem-solvers fo' realz. At they most shitty they is ruthless, defensive, n' impulsive.

Space



Those bound ta tha aspect of Space are, as tha name suggests, concerned wit tha big-ass picture. They is patient, mastaz of tha art of 'wait-and-see', n' is inclined ta take thangs as they come. That aint ta say dat they pushovers or willin ta let injustice lie-they just chizzle they battlez wisely, understandin dat sometimes you gotta let suttin' burn ta tha ground up in order ta build it back betta n' stronger than before. To dis effect, they tend ta be innovators, concerned wit creation n' redemption. I aint talkin' bout chicken n' gravy biatch. Catch dem recyclin tha oldschool ta make tha new, tha fresh, n' tha dope naaahhmean, biatch? For tha Space-bound, tha trip be as, if not more, blingin than tha destination; how tha fuck they do suttin' be as blingin as what tha fuck they do fo' realz. At they best, they is steady, impartial, n' creatizzle fo' realz. At they worst, they can be detached, apathetic, n' vague.

Heart



Those bound ta tha aspect of Heart is straight-up concerned wit they straight-up subject: theyselves. Well shiiiit, it wouldn't be a stretch ta booty-call dem 'self-obsessed' yo, but not necessarily up in a wack way. They simply wanna KNOW tha one thang we all is stuck wit fo' our entire lives, i.e. our own minds. Forgin a identitizzle is mad blingin ta tha Heart-bound, n' every last muthafuckin decision n' action goes toward buildin a cold-ass lil coherent narratizzle of they own story. That aint ta say Heart-bound couldn't give a fuckin shiznit deeply fo' they playaz n' allies; they just gotz a tendency ta assume dat mah playas be as concerned wit identitizzle as they are. They is pimpin at puttin on n' takin off masks as tha thang calls fo' dem wild-ass muthafuckas fo' realz. At they best, they is competent, imaginative, n' steady fo' realz. At they most shitty they can be overbearing, inflexible, n' cold. Y'all KNOW dat shit, muthafucka!

Mind



Those bound ta tha aspect of Mind are-you guessed it-the universez pimped out thinkers. But don't fo' a second be thinkin dat means dat they have all tha lyrics. They is straight-up concerned wit remainin rational, n' they have such a gangbangin' firm hold on tha constant conjunction of they thankin dat itz easy as fuck fo' dem ta peep tha multitudez of tha chizzlez laid up before them, which often leaves dem frozen n' unable ta act. That holla'd, when a Mind-bound finally launches tha fuck into action, they can execute a plan wit unbelievable grace n' precision. I aint talkin' bout chicken n' gravy biatch. Their identitizzle is fluid-it can chizzle from day-to-day, from thought-to-thought, from interaction-to-interaction. I aint talkin' bout chicken n' gravy biatch. Remainin logical is mo' blingin ta dem than buildin up a solid foundation of "self." At they dopest they is pimped out innovators, architects, n' creators. At they most shitty they can be nasty, inflexible, n' indecisive.

Hope



Those bound ta tha aspect of Hope is driven first n' foremost by they convictions. They do right fo' rightz sake, n' is quick ta come ta tha aid of mah playas they deem ta be fuckin wit injustice. That holla'd, they viewz of tha ghetto can be like black n' white, so what tha fuck they peep as tha "right" thang may not always be tha universally accepted view. They put pimped out value up in tha juice of tha imagination, tha mobilitizzle ta trip up a funky-ass betta n' mo' dope future. If mah playas could trip a funky-ass betta ghetto tha fuck into existence, it would be one of tha Hope-bound. Y'all KNOW dat shit, muthafucka! They may sound like all sunshine n' rainbows yo, but they aren't adverse ta a lil destruction, especially if they be thinkin they can replace it wit suttin' betta n' mo' just fo' realz. At they best, Hope-bound is positive, caring, n' warm fo' realz. At they most shitty they can be narrow-minded n' selfish.

Rage



Those bound ta tha aspect of Rage is brangerz of chaos. They posses pimped out contempt fo' lies or false ideas, includin tha stabilitizzle dat false scams can impart. To them, tha legit is far mo' blingin than tha good; they would tear down a system just ta destabilize it if, by they reckoning, it is built on faulty premises. Often tha Rage-bound prefer anarchy ta any of tha alternate formz of civilization, which they believe ta be riddled wit lies n' foolishnizz n' obedient masses. They is brangerz of mad drama n' doubt, n' they can be frustratingly hard as fuck ta convince otherwise when they have attached theyselves ta a idea. If they sound dangerous, they are. Da Rage-bound tend ta be most volatile n' unpredictable of tha aspects fo' realz. At they dopest they is original, revolutionary, n' fearless fo' realz. At they most shitty they is wack, uncompromising, n' vicious.

Light



Those bound ta tha aspect of Light is tha universez knowledge-seekers. They are, above all, driven ta learn n' understand. Y'all KNOW dat shit, muthafucka! They is pimped out alchemists, able ta take multiple sourcez of shiznit n' synthesize dem tha fuck into suttin' useful naaahhmean, biatch? They is scholars n' researchers, straight-up all bout knowledge fo' knowledgez sake. They is tha illest hustlas, n' although dat might conjure up tha image of playas chillin round peacefully waitin fo' knowledge ta be brought ta them, dat couldn't be further from tha real deal. It aint nuthin but tha nick nack patty wack, I still gots tha bigger sack. Da Light-bound will go afta knowledge wit a gangbangin' fierce intensitizzle dat others may find distasteful naaahhmean, biatch? They aren't overly concerned wit laws or norms, either n' shit. They often take rulez as simple suggestions, instead searchin fo' loopholez or work-aroundz fo' realz. At they best, tha Light-bound is resourceful n' driven. I aint talkin' bout chicken n' gravy biatch fo' realz. At they most shitty they can be fussy, pedantic, n' insensitive.

Void



Those bound ta tha aspect of Void is tha universez secret-keepers. Da unknown don't scare them-where others might peep emptiness, they peep potential. It aint nuthin but tha nick nack patty wack, I still gots tha bigger sack fo' realz. A blank page, a empty canvas, thatz what tha fuck tha Void-bound live for. Shiiit, dis aint no joke. They value mystery n' tha unexplained, n' aint particularly bothered by not havin all tha lyrics. Where others might be compelled ta go up n' seek lyrics, tha Void-bound lean mo' toward castin doubt on what tha fuck be already considered straight-up understood. Y'all KNOW dat shit, muthafucka! I be fly as a gangbangin' falcon, soarin all up in tha sky dawwwwg! They don't take much on faith n' would rather live up in a state of mad drama than believe suttin' dat might be untrue or bow ta intellectual authoritizzle fo' realz. Afta all, up in order fo' suttin' freshly smoked up ta be built, tha old, rottin foundation must often be razed. Y'all KNOW dat shit, muthafucka! At they best, Void-bound is wise, intuitive, n' vibrant fo' realz. At they most shitty they can be dismissive, indecisive, n' apathetic.

Breath



Those bound ta tha aspect of Breath are, above all, expansive. Flexible n' driven, they leave a impact wherever they go. Like tha breeze itself, they is able ta sweep others up ta carry along up in they wake yo, but also like tha breeze, they can be hard as fuck ta catch hold of or tie down. I aint talkin' bout chicken n' gravy biatch fo' realz. Although Breath-bound do make straight-up phat leaders, breath tendz ta be a straight-up underground aspect. Often, heroizzle comes along as a offshoot of dem pursuin they own underground stories. Put ya muthafuckin choppers up if ya feel dis! They lead by example, n' will routinely be surprised dat others look up ta or feel inspired by dem wild-ass muthafuckas. They gotz a tendency ta underestimate theyselves, n' not always outta skanky self-esteem. They was just bustin they own thang fo' realz. At they dopest Breath-bound is motivated, adaptable, n' forward thankin yo, but at they most shitty they can be volatile, avoidant, n' gullible.

Blood



Those bound ta tha aspect of Blood draw they strength from bonds, from tha trust n' camaraderie dat blooms among a crew of playas whoz ass all share a single vision. I aint talkin' bout chicken n' gravy biatch. Blood-bound is straight-up leadaz yo, but they bust moves up in mo' of a inspirationizzle role than a cold-ass lil commandin one. They is prophets, rather than generals, givin others tha strength n' motivation ta keep fighting. Da Blood-bound can dispense pimpin lyrics even when they own lives n' interpersonal relationshizzlez is fuck ups. They can be straight-up "do as I say, not as I do" types fo' realz. A Blood-bound can often be found on a sinkin ship, forcin a endeavor forward wit sheer stubborn force of will. No matta how tha fuck shitty thangs go, a Blood-bound can always count on playaz n' allies fo' realz. At they best, they is charismatic, uplifting, n' magnetic fo' realz. At they most shitty they can be sullen, unkind, n' set-in-their-ways.

Life



Those bound ta tha aspect of Life is tha universez healers. They is concerned wit tha betterment of theyselves n' dem round them, as well as tha onward march of positizzle progress. Deeply empathetic, they have a intuitizzle understandin of otherz sufferin n' tha dopest way of rightin dem wrongs. If you poisoned, chances is tha Life-bound have suttin' fo' what tha fuck ails ya. This applies ta both physical n' menstrual suffering, though it might not be a cold-ass lil cure you gonna like. They also have tha tendency ta put otherz needz before they own, which never endz well fo' mah playas, cuz tha Life-bound can grow bitta if they feel they own self-care has had ta be shunted aside fo' realz. At they best, they is pimped out listeners, caretakers, n' nurturers fo' realz. At they worst, tha Life-bound is passive aggressive, n' pushy-they certain they know best.

Doom



Those bound ta tha aspect of Doom is fatez chosen sufferers. Well shiiiit, it may not sound like a overly pleasant aspect ta be aligned wit yo, but it do come along wit pimped out wisdom n' empathy. Da Doom-bound KNOW dat misery loves company, n' they is locked n loaded n' willin ta provide holla'd company. Da Doom-bound won't fix you; they aren't healers. They is commiserators, aware dat sometimes tha only thang you can do fo' a thug is let dem know dat they aint ridin' solo up in they suffering. They aint tha lyrics playa-they tha playa you git all up in when you need ta vent on some rough dizzle at work. They aint necessarily noble martyrs, either-the Doom-bound can become like irate bout they lot fo' realz. At they dopest they is wise, kind, n' non-judgemental. It aint nuthin but tha nick nack patty wack, I still gots tha bigger sack fo' realz. At they worst, bitter, resentful, n' fatalistic.

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