TROLLSLUM 3: Triple Trollfle Shuffle

[Temperencia]

I just wasted a day and 2 hours on this, and I'm too lazy to fix the cheek.

[lucidSeraph]

Your name is ZAANH ODOCOIL, and your one true love and passion is LITERATURE and WORDS. You have a particular affection for ANCIENT TROLL LITERATURE, such as Troll Beowulf and Troll Shakespeare. You seek to emulate your favorite authors, and thus spend a lot of time WRITING. As a result, you come off as EXTREMELY PRETENTIOUS and KIND OF A DICK, especially when it comes to grammar, spelling, and punctuation. You have no patience for TYPING QUIRKS whatsoever.

Much to your consternation, your HANDWRITING is POSITIVELY ATROCIOUS, forcing you to TYPE EVERYTHING. This doesn't harm your ability to actually write, of course, but it does deny you the ancient Trollish art of HEMOSCRIBING. You've tried it anyway, and have mostly ended up with horrible scribble and an awful lot of scars to show for it. Furthermore, despite your temper and loathing of the linguistic failures of your brethren, you cannot bring yourself to actually do them harm, and are in fact actually kind of a pushover, ergo you have never crafted any of the glorious RAINBOW POETICS of the ancient ones by slaughtering your enemies and composing spontaneous ballads with their internal fluids, particularly since you also suck at POETRY. Nope, all you have to show for your efforts is UNREADABLE TEAL PROSE.

You claim that your distaste for VIOLENCE is because "The penknife is mightier than the scythe" but that's actually an ancient claim by the old ALTERNIAN WARRIOR POETS that they could bleed any thresher dry before they were even close enough to cut. You then try to excuse it by saying that you're 'above such brutish pursuits' but you're a damn Troll your society is structured around 'brutish pursuits.' Honestly you're a bit pathetic.

Your trolltag is loquaciousCervidae, and While you have no particular typing eccentricities per se, you have an excessively bizarre habit of being absurdly verbose, and use commas, semicolons, and dashes where a period will do (and to utilize parenthetical asides even if they are not entirely necessary); your sentences tend to drag on far longer than is strictly necessary, and your prose, despite being teal in color, could be equally well described as 'purple'; in addition, you make oblique and obscure references to troll literature whenever possible, regardless of whether or not it is indeed appropriate to the situation in question - though often it isn't quite possible to work in as many references as you'd like.

Your blood color is indeed the same as your text color.

Your fetch modus is the THESAURUS - to either put in or take out items, you must use a different word (or series of words) for the same thing. So if you were to try to catchpalogue an "orange" you would have to call it "Citrus aurantium". Luckily, your love of obscure verbiage means that you seldom have difficulty coming up with the proper words.

Your strife astrabus is PENKIND. While you might suck at the actual art of HEMOSCRIBING and be reluctant to physically harm your peers, you've still become quite dexterous at handling the dreaded PENKNIVES of your ancestors, and you can certainly dish out the hurt when you actually get over your own distaste for physical violence.

Your lusus is a TERRORDEER, called so not because they are terrifying but because they have a habit of fleeing in terror at the slightest provocation, unless presented with bright lights, at which point they completely freeze. Yours happens to be named HORATIO, which one would think would instill steadfastness and loyalty, but instead the stupid thing flees even from you unless you hold perfectly still and keep quiet. Which is frankly impossible for you.

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I still don't know what his shirt symbol could be. I was thinking some kind of perhaps a Celtic knot, or perhaps a symbol related to writing/words. Help with his sprite would also be welcome.

His name, BTW, has a lot of meaning - Zaanh comes from the Vietnamese word zanh, which is a word that can refer to both green and blue (like Japanese, Vietnamese makes no distinction between the two colors). Odocoil comes from the genus Odocoileus, of which mule deer and white tailed deer are a part. As for his trolltag, 'loquacious' naturally means long-winded, and Cervidae is the scientific name for deer.

... so yes. He's a teal deer. [/rimshot]

Uh, feedback of any kind on this character is actually welcome. If he's too gary-stu ish or... whatever, lemmie know.

Second troll, Logrin Nacre, to come. I'll have to do them in two posts since... yeah. Looong.

[Cevaztyen]

I just wasted a day and 2 hours on this, and I'm too lazy to fix the cheek.

Oh, wow. That is awesome. Does she have a bio?

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... this is where we post troll OCs, right?

BAH. I don't yet have actual sprites for these guys, mostly because I have to work on a ten inch screen, which is kind of painful. I did finally finish their bios. I do have some portrait sketches, but since I have no scanner they are kind of terrible.

Here's the first of them. PREPARE FOR TL;DR. QUITE LITERALLY IN FACT. Man this joke has probably been done before, but...



Your name is ZAANH ODOCOIL, and your one true love and passion is LITERATURE and WORDS. You have a particular affection for ANCIENT TROLL LITERATURE, such as Troll Beowulf and Troll Shakespeare. You seek to emulate your favorite authors, and thus spend a lot of time WRITING. As a result, you come off as EXTREMELY PRETENTIOUS and KIND OF A DICK, especially when it comes to grammar, spelling, and punctuation. You have no patience for TYPING QUIRKS and you claim to have no interest in ROMANCE of any kind.

Much to your consternation, your HANDWRITING is POSITIVELY ATROCIOUS, forcing you to TYPE EVERYTHING. This doesn't harm your ability to actually write, of course, but it does deny you the ancient Trollish art of HEMOSCRIBING. You've tried it anyway, and have mostly ended up with horrible scribble and an awful lot of scars to show for it. Furthermore, despite your temper and loathing of the linguistic failures of your brethren, you cannot bring yourself to actually do them harm, and are in fact actually kind of a pushover, ergo you have never crafted any of the glorious RAINBOW POETICS of the ancient ones by slaughtering your enemies and composing spontaneous ballads with their internal fluids, particularly since you also suck at POETRY. Nope, all you have to show for your efforts is UNREADABLE TEAL PROSE.

You claim that your distaste for VIOLENCE is because "The penknife is mightier than the scythe" but that's actually an ancient claim by the old ALTERNIAN WARRIOR POETS that they could bleed any thresher dry before they were even close enough to cut. You then try to excuse it by saying that you're 'above such brutish pursuits' but you're a damn Troll your society is structured around 'brutish pursuits.' Honestly you're a bit pathetic.

Your trolltag is loquaciousCervidae, and While you have no particular typing eccentricities per se, you have an excessively bizarre habit of being absurdly verbose, and use commas, semicolons, and dashes where a period will do (and to utilize parenthetical asides even if they are not entirely necessary); your sentences tend to drag on far longer than is strictly necessary, and your prose, despite being teal in color, could be equally well described as 'purple'; in addition, you make oblique and obscure references to troll literature whenever possible, regardless of whether or not it is indeed appropriate to the situation in question - though often it isn't quite possible to work in as many references as you'd like.

Your blood color is indeed the same as your text color.

Your fetch modus is the THESAURUS - to either put in or take out items, you must use a different word (or series of words) for the same thing. So if you were to try to catchpalogue an "orange" you would have to call it "Citrus aurantium". Luckily, your love of obscure verbiage means that you seldom have difficulty coming up with the proper words.

Your strife astrabus is PENKIND. While you might suck at the actual art of HEMOSCRIBING and be reluctant to physically harm your peers, you've still become quite dexterous at handling the dreaded PENKNIVES of your ancestors, and you can certainly dish out the hurt when you actually get over your own distaste for physical violence.

Your lusus is a TERRORDEER, called so not because they are terrifying but because they have a habit of fleeing in terror at the slightest provocation, unless presented with bright lights, at which point they completely freeze. Yours happens to be named HORATIO, which one would think would instill steadfastness and loyalty, but instead the stupid thing flees even from you unless you hold perfectly still and keep quiet. Which is frankly impossible for you.

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I still don't know what his shirt symbol could be. I was thinking some kind of perhaps a Celtic knot, or perhaps a symbol related to writing/words. Help with his sprite would also be welcome.

His name, BTW, has a lot of meaning - Zaanh comes from the Vietnamese word zanh, which is a word that can refer to both green and blue (like Japanese, Vietnamese makes no distinction between the two colors). Odocoil comes from the genus Odocoileus, of which mule deer and white tailed deer are a part. As for his trolltag, 'loquacious' naturally means long-winded, and Cervidae is the scientific name for deer.

... so yes. He's a teal deer. [/rimshot]

Uh, feedback of any kind on this character is actually welcome. If he's too gary-stu ish or... whatever, lemmie know.

Second troll, Logrin Nacre, to come. I'll have to do them in two posts since... yeah. Looong.

I can't help but imagine him beating another troll in a sword fight with his much mightier pen.

[Temperencia]

I just wasted a day and 2 hours on this, and I'm too lazy to fix the cheek.

Oh, wow. That is awesome. Does she have a bio?

CLICK HERE.

And.. I just noticed I didn't do the trident-shaped horn on the other.

[Cevaztyen]

I just wasted a day and 2 hours on this, and I'm too lazy to fix the cheek.

Oh, wow. That is awesome. Does she have a bio?

CLICK HERE.

And.. I just noticed I didn't do the trident-shaped horn on the other.

Ah. Didn't notice her before. Haven't read this thread that much in a while. Whoops.

[icu2jimy]

'sup bitches. I've held off on this shit way too long.
My sprites were lost when my computer got fucked.
But I made a kinda sorta maybe Hero Mode picture instead.

I have sprites now:

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Your name is Proper Rorsus.

You enjoy fine literature and knives.

You aren't a good troll. Far from it, especially since you don't believe in such a thing. But, you're also not a bad troll. You've seen bad trolls. You've punished bad trolls. They're sort of your business. Your mistrust in the legal system brought you down this path. You once witnessed an innocent man be executed and since then, you been on a quest to bring justice to those who deserve it.

In the city, you are known as the "Red Mask of Death," which is rather inaccurate, since your mask is actually black. The mask covers several scars on your face given to you by a rampaging beast that entered your brooding cave sometime after you and your friends pupated. You wear it to keep your identity a secret; being a badass assassin is tough work, and you'll make many enemies, so identity is something you wanna protect. So, obviously, wearing the brightest fucking colors you own will only help.

You are pretty much the smuggest person you know. You constantly go on about how awesome you are at sneaking about, detecting your targets, and effectively completing your tasks. But, your skills could use some honing as of late.

Your partner in crime, Rozari, has been missing for some time. She was... special to you, to say the least. Since she disappeared, you've been having these extremely painful headaches. You practically want to pull out your goddamned horns just to alleviate the pressure in your head, or something. You don't know how this shit works. That's what Rorsus is for. For the longest time you went without a surname. A certain Doctor Rorsus at the medical facility you frequent shares not only your three horns, but also your bright green blood. He may or may not be your genetic progenitor but you truly respect him otherwise. The man simply knows how to do a good, quick patch-up job.

Your trolltag is ceratopsiAssassin and You type in a very simple way, no gimmicks, especially when talking to or about Rozari, however you are extremely longwinded, possibly because you enjoy the sound of yourself typing. But wjen yiur heeaddseches srt in, thst alkl buit goerws to shuiort, as yoiu ate in so muyxch paion anf need to takjew yiors mreds.

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Sorry.
But when your headaches set it, this all but goes to shit, as you are in so much pain and need to take your meds.

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Color: Lime Green
Weapon: Dual Knives, Throwing Knives
Lusus: Some sort of Theropod
Typing Quirk: Headaches ruin his spelling.
Shirt Symbol: His face. lol

Okay, now what?

[lucidSeraph]

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His ears are wrong; he's supposed to be a sea-dweller, but I didn't figure that out till after I'd done the preliminary sketches. Also, he's supposed to wear a slick hat. But again, that'll come later.

Your name is LOGRIN NACRE. You began an interest with LOGARITHMIC SPIRALS thanks to your Lusus, a GREAT SEA SNAIL, who whispered secrets of the truth behind the SPIRAL and SPIROGRAPH in your dreams. This grew into a full blown obsession with MATHEMATICS, and your hive's walls are covered in abstract EQUATIONS as a result. Ironically, you forgot long ago how to do basic ARITHMATIC, and in fact your ability to do so is so poor that you must use a CALCULATOR in order to perform even the simplest FUNCTIONS. Others have attempted to make fun of you for this, but you're pretty chill wi+h i+, hones+ly. They don't understand the simple beauty of the UL+IM@+E P@++ERN, after all, and you're much too busy unlocking its secrets to worry about little things like not knowing how to multiply 6 by 12. You see SPIR@LS everywhere, from the way that air currents curl to the very DNA of living creatures. You were actually born with straight horns, but through an excruciatingly painful process you curled yours to look more like the shell of your lusus, and currently curl your hair to match.

In addition, you collect FETCHING HATS, and in fact have QUITE A DELIGHTFUL COLLECTION of said FETCHING HATS. Your favorite is, of course, your FEDORA, but you also have a HAT FASHIONED IN THE LIKNESS OF THE GODS OF THE FURTHEST RING, and A STUPID IMP HAT, and naturally A SPIRAL HAT. Even though the SPIRAL HAT is QUITE AWESOME, you still hold that your FEDORA is the best one, even though it's a pain to get on and off around your horns. While most of the time you are TOO ABSORBED in your EQUATIONS to bother with looking nice, you do sometimes enjoy dressing up in FINE EVENINGWEAR with one of your FETCHING HATS.

Your hive is within the gigantic shell of a dead GIANT SEA SNAIL, which is slightly disturbing considering that your lusus is ALSO a GIANT SEA SNAIL. Still, you wouldn't have it any other way - you cannot think of not living within the embrace of the UL+IM@+E P@++ERN. It is F@+E.

Your fetch modus is the BINOMIAL FUNCTION. Each item you catchpalogue is given an EQUATION (such as x+2x+1) which you must then FACTOR to retrieve. Luckily, you are so good at MATHS that it takes you almost no time at all to get items out. Well, most of the time, anyway.

Your strife astrabus is COMPASSKIND - which means you can fight with both DIRECTIONAL COMPASSES and with DRAWING COMPASSES. You lucky cheater, you.

Your lusus, as mentioned before, is a GIGANTIC SEA SNAIL. It's really big. It's not actually an emissary to the Horrorterrors, but it sure looks like one. It can indeed communicate telepathically, but it tends to be cryptic at best.

Your symbol is, naturally, a LOG@RI+HMIC SPIR@L, chambered like a NAUTILUS SHELL.

Your trolltag is logarithmicNautilus and you +ype using m@+hem@+ic@l symbols @s well @s +he symbol o= +he SPIR@L. you also use sub+le m@+h puns @s o=+en @s possible, cos i+'s =un.

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Name etymology! Logrin is a reference to logarithms, which is in term a reference to logarithmic spirals, which in TURN is the pattern that nautilus shells follow. Nacre is the proper name for mother-of-pearl, which is found on the inner lining of many different kinds of seashells, including the nautilus shell. Though I've called his lusus a sea snail, it probably looks more like a palau nautilus

[Cevaztyen]

'sup bitches. I've held off on this shit way too long.
My sprites were lost when my computer got fucked.
But I made a kinda sorta maybe Hero Mode picture instead.


I think this'll make a decent reference pic as well.

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Your name is Proper Rorsus.

You enjoy fine literature and knives.

You aren't a good troll. Far from it, especially since you don't believe in such a thing. But, you're also not a bad troll. You've seen bad trolls. You've punished bad trolls. They're sort of your business. Your mistrust in the legal system brought you down this path. You once witnessed an innocent man be executed and since then, you been on a quest to bring justice to those who deserve it.

In the city, you are known as the "Red Mask of Death," which is rather inaccurate, since your mask is actually black. The mask covers several scars on your face given to you by a rampaging beast that entered your brooding cave sometime after you and your friends pupated. You wear it to keep your identity a secret; being a badass assassin is tough work, and you'll make many enemies, so identity is something you wanna protect. So, obviously, wearing the brightest fucking colors you own will only help.

You are pretty much the smuggest person you know. You constantly go on about how awesome you are at sneaking about, detecting your targets, and effectively completing your tasks. But, your skills could use some honing as of late.

Your partner in crime, Rozari, has been missing for some time. She was... special to you, to say the least. Since she disappeared, you've been having these extremely painful headaches. You practically want to pull out your goddamned horns just to alleviate the pressure in your head, or something. You don't know how this shit works. That's what Rorsus is for. For the longest time you went without a surname. A certain Doctor Rorsus at the medical facility you frequent shares not only your three horns, but also your bright green blood. He may or may not be your genetic progenitor but you truly respect him otherwise. The man simply knows how to do a good, quick patch-up job.

Your trolltag is ceratopsiAssassin and You type in a very simple way, no gimmicks, especially when talking to or about Rozari, however you are extremely longwinded, possibly because you enjoy the sound of yourself typing. But wjen yiur heeaddseches srt in, thst alkl buit goerws to shuiort, as yoiu ate in so muyxch paion anf need to takjew yiors mreds.

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Sorry.
But when your headaches set it, this all but goes to shit, as you are in so much pain and need to take your meds.

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Color: Lime Green
Weapon: Dual Knives, Throwing Knives
Lusus: Some sort of Theropod
Typing Quirk: Headaches ruin his spelling.
Shirt Symbol: His face. lol

Okay, now what?

Look around to see if anyone's accepting extra trolls for their sessions and stuff so you can RP your troll, and if not then you can wait for one to start up, or make one yourself.

[icu2jimy]

Look around to see if anyone's accepting extra trolls for their sessions and stuff so you can RP your troll, and if not then you can wait for one to start up, or make one yourself.

'cept, I've got three trolls, and they have their own story that plays out.
The other two aren't done yet, though.

I'll just wait.

[Temperencia]

KW: yo seraph ima let chu finish but shakespear is--

-- KANYEWEST [KW] was booted out of the channel --

Seriously though, nice character man.
Can I give you a headstart, if I may?

-- arsenicPoinsettia [AP] began trolling loquaciousCervidae [LC] --

AP: Hey you SHAKESPEARIC WIMP, stand HUT!
AP: What are you doing this TIME of HOUR, EDGAR ELLEN TROLL?
AP: I bet you that you are probably WRITING your STRANGE POETRY, TROLLBERT FROST?

[lucidSeraph]

KW: yo seraph ima let chu finish but shakespear is--

-- KANYEWEST [KW] was booted out of the channel --

Seriously though, nice character man.
Can I give you a headstart, if I may?

Oh man of course! thanks! though I have to sleep soon haha east coast x_X;


-- arsenicPoinsettia [AP] began trolling loquaciousCervidae [LC] --

AP: Hey you SHAKESPEARIC WIMP, stand HUT!
AP: What are you doing this TIME of HOUR, EDGAR ELLEN TROLL?
AP: I bet you that you are probably WRITING your STRANGE POETRY, TROLLBERT FROST?
LC: What I am doing at this decidedly dialatory juncture is attempting to compose quality prose in an effort to elevate Alternian culture to a higher consciousness; such is my noble and patrician calling; not that a plebeian (plebian despite your blood color, which in my obsequious inclination has truly no bearing on how intelligent or refined an individual might possibly be or become in the future or future past or whatever mad temporal foolishness we've embarked upon of late) such as yourself could possibly understand the value that true art has to our culture, as focused as you are on the savagery as the rest of our race.
LC: Poetry will be reserved for an even later hour, whereupon my blood boils and burns with the passion of the ancient warrior-poets, not at such languid moments as these wherein I am more prone to contemplation; poetry is for the truly violaceous, and at this juncture I am not particularly resembling that select hue.
LC: Furthermore, I should take care to point out that your attempts to agitate me are indeed in vain, for comparing me to my favourite warrior-poets is a certain way to flatter me; so unless that was your intent I would suggest you discern a different method of aggravation.
LC: Now, did you have anything of actual genuine importance to ask me, or were you merely trolling me for the sake of grievence, for if you were simply coming to aggrieve me then perhaps you have succeeded as you have distracted me from the key task of the composition of elegant prose.

[Temperencia]

-- arsenicPoinsettia [AP] began trolling loquaciousCervidae [LC] --

AP: Hey you SHAKESPEARIC WIMP, stand HUT!
AP: What are you doing this TIME of HOUR, EDGAR ELLEN TROLL?
AP: I bet you that you are probably WRITING your STRANGE POETRY, TROLLBERT FROST?
LC: What I am doing at this decidedly dialatory juncture is attempting to compose quality prose in an effort to elevate Alternian culture to a higher consciousness; such is my noble and patrician calling; not that a plebeian (plebian despite your blood color, which in my obsequious inclination has truly no bearing on how intelligent or refined an individual might possibly be or become in the future or future past or whatever mad temporal foolishness we've embarked upon of late) such as yourself could possibly understand the value that true art has to our culture, as focused as you are on the savagery as the rest of our race.
LC: Poetry will be reserved for an even later hour, whereupon my blood boils and burns with the passion of the ancient warrior-poets, not at such languid moments as these wherein I am more prone to contemplation; poetry is for the truly violaceous, and at this juncture I am not particularly resembling that select hue.
LC: Furthermore, I should take care to point out that your attempts to agitate me are indeed in vain, for comparing me to my favourite warrior-poets is a certain way to flatter me; so unless that was your intent I would suggest you discern a different method of aggravation.
LC: Now, did you have anything of actual genuine importance to ask me, or were you merely trolling me for the sake of grievence, for if you were simply coming to aggrieve me then perhaps you have succeeded as you have distracted me from the key task of the composition of elegant prose.
AP: I
AP: You
AP: What
AP: Okay you
AP: RIGHT AT THE START OF THE CONVERSATION!?
AP:
AP: Oh COME ON you DAMNED ARTILLERY POET, I just wanted to TALK, not RAMBLE ON WITH SILLY HISTORY.
AP: Anyway, YOU can't even handle a little TALK?
AP: What are you doing ANYWAY?

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I just spent 10 minutes figuring out how to that reply to that, but it was fun.

[Phaze]

Note: This is an alternate version of electronicAcatamathesia



- Trolltag: ergomanicAngiologist
- Text/blood colour: Red (#FF0000 - rgb(255, 0, 0)) / Purple (#503296 - rgb(80, 50, 150))
- Typing quirk: Types normally.
- Reference picture: Working on it
- Personality and interests: Little personality. Cold and purely interested in his goal.
- Shirt symbol: Resistor Symbol
- Weapon: FISTKIND
- Lusus: Scorpion

Your name is ISJUL SYNTHAS.

You are a hollow shell of your former self, resulting from another timeline in which your blood was a CANDY RED instead of the PALE BLUE it is supposed to be. You had been PERSECUTED and MOBBED a number of times, forcing you underground. Unfortunately, your MATESPRIT, KELEDA, was not as fortunate. You were forced to watch as a PURPLE-BLOODED TROLL impaled KELEDA on his SWORD. You developed an OBSESSION with changing your BLOOD COLOR and CYBERNETICS. You developed a ROBOT BODY that you would later transfer your CONSCIOUSNESS into, leaving your old, RED-BLOODED body floating in a vat of PRESERVING LIQUID.

Your ROBOTIC BODY contains FULLY-FUNCTIONAL PLASMA CANNONS but you never use them except in DIRE SITUATIONS because they CONSUME TOO MUCH FUCKING POWER. You also possess a potent SELF-DESTRUCT MECHANISM but you have never needed to use it.

When your ROBOT BODY was complete, you sought out the TROLL who murdered KELEDA and TORTURED HIM before FORCING HIM TO CHOKE ON HIS OWN TONGUE. You then DRAINED HIS BLOOD and filled your ROBOT BODY with it. For all intents and purposes, you now identify yourself as a PURPLE-BLOODED TROLL. You now conduct BRUTAL EXPERIMENTS on HIGHBLOODS in the hopes of changing the BLOOD COLOR of LOWBLOODS that no longer wish to be persecuted. You have since deactivated your CONSCIENCE to facilitate these experiments, but you never stop looking at her picture as you work... your work is all that you can focus on now.

The carcasses of the failures are fed to your LUSUS. He has since developed a taste for TROLL MEAT. He has no PARTICULAR PREFERENCE; the lack of BLOOD makes most of it TASTE THE SAME.

Your Trolltag is ergomanicAngiologist and You type as perfectly as you can, your robotic body allowing you a cold, calculating precision which you were never capable of while biological.

[hurlingPagan]

I feel like I need to catch up on making trolls. I mean look at all these.

[Phaze]

Sometimes you can have too many Trolls, I'm going down that road :P

ergomanicAngiologist [EA] began trolling arsenicPoinsetta [AP]
EA: Greetings.
EA: I have noticed a worrying increase in the number of filthy lowbloods and am requesting assistance in dealing with this problem.
EA: Do you feel capable for this task?

You sign your death warrant if you are a Highblood and meet Robo!EA in person P:
He has sympathy for Lowbloods but I think beyond Green it turns to disgust.

Also I had a thought, would anyone be up for a general Alternia!RP involving Alt!Trolls? Basically, change your Troll's Blood Color and circumstances accordingly.

[hurlingPagan]

SOMEBODY GIVE ME A COLOUR

I need to make a new troll.

[Phaze]

SOMEBODY GIVE ME A COLOUR

I need to make a new troll.

http://www.colorsontheweb.com/colorwheel.asp
This is a handy tool.

[ZDG]

If anyone wants to help me write Lost city's ruleset, Get Here.

[Dr. Gunsforhands]

>> AB and EF: join the stupid bandwagon from like ten pages ago.

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Yeah, you two look pretty much the same. Well, except for all of the artifacts from the hasty sprite-editing.

Come to think of it, you are now the alpha Alren Sepse. Your new trollhandle is atomicBotanist and You habitually leave words off of the end of.

...sentences.

>> Yeah that sucks. Let's do something else now.



You are being doing someone thing else now.

Your name is Yelsha Manuhi. You have a variety of INTERESTS, including SHOPPING, WRITING SIMPLE POETRY and GOING OUTSIDE DURING THE DAY. You play ROLEPLAYING GAMES, but you specialize in GOOFY MONSTROUS CHARACTERS and can't seem to get into games where they're not allowed. You read a lot of COMICS and have a soft spot for the long-running STUPID RABBIT ASSHOLE even though you know it sucks.

You have some mutant form of narcolepsy crossed with insomnia, and your dreams are persistently haunted by creepy hornless sun-loving aliens. Intellectually, you know it's just a dream, but it feels SO VERY REAL TO YOU. It's like you're living a whole extra life in your dreams! You're actually quite fond of it, and this has lead to an added interest in the HUNT FOR EXTRA-ALTERNIAN PSYCHOLOGY, or HEAP for short.

Besides your dreams, you are subject to an almost flukish number of other small mutations that you generally PREFER TO KEEP SECRET. Just thinking about them is enough to make you cry sometimes.

Your trollhandle is fauxNaturale. Ur the QtC sort, more sensitive than most trolls, but fond of word games.

FN: (Besides the letters, there's another thing I do. U'll figure it out. :)

[ZDG]

I'm sorry to say that, but that's some shoddy sprite editing, there's a lot of pixelation, white outlines, and the sprites looks like they are badly resized mspaint sprites.
With a little more work, they would be a lot better.

[Dr. Gunsforhands]

I'm sorry to say that, but that's some shoddy sprite editing, there's a lot of pixelation, white outlines, and the sprites looks like they are badly resized mspaint sprites.
With a little more work, they would be a lot better.

The top one I admit I kind of phoned in; I don't really feel like fixing it. I think I'll just go ahead and pronounce it DOUBLY NON-CANON.

The bottom one has bits of white that I put in on purpose. I suppose I could try to figure out another way of hinting at her makeup and dye job...

[apatheticZombie]

Your name is Frijyd Molner. You love the COLD. You were (questionably) gifted with PSONIC ABILITIES which you have honed all your life to enable to manipulate the temperature around you. However, the positives of this ability do not seem to outweigh the negatives, as you are constantly tormented by the voices of the imminently deceased. Such is the price you pay for proper cooling.

You hate your BLOOD COLOR, despite the fact that it is what gives you your ability. Not because it means that you are fairly low on the hemospectrum, but because you HATE RED. Red is the opposite of cold. Red sucks. You’re still compelled to type in that color, though, and it makes you quite a challenge to converse with civilly. Even without the added self-loathing of text, you have quite a COLD PERSONALITY. But that’s something you try very hard to maintain.

Your trollhandle is absoluteZero and you speake with a classical lilt in thine voice.

(Maybe someday I'll learn how to edit sprites.)

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- trolltag - absoluteZero
- text/blood colour - Dark Red
- typing quirk - Adds an e to the end of verbs, uses thy and thine and such.
- shirt symbol - "No" symbol, cut through the middle where her jacket zips.
- weapon - Ice pick
- lusus - Polar bear

[Sarcredsleuth]

That is gorgeous, aZ!

[Thunder Reign]

I'm sorry to say that, but that's some shoddy sprite editing, there's a lot of pixelation, white outlines, and the sprites looks like they are badly resized mspaint sprites.
With a little more work, they would be a lot better.

Pssssst, ZDG. You like the new mount awkward thread title? ;'D

[ZDG]

Oh god, i inspire so much stuff.
Anyway, going to eat fried grasshoppers.