So yeah, two players needed for my session.
Somebody has to be the Space troll.
And if there's anything I can promise you about this session it's wars.
(and maybe a forum adventure involving the agents)
Your name is VACILO MALAZE
You have a slight obsession with GARGOYLES AND CREEPY DEMONIC STATUES. You have a penchant for COLLECTING ANYTHING FRIGHTENING THAT YOU FIND and cluttering your house with them. But you are a bit of a RECLUSE, barely ever going outside to directly communicate.
You are perpetually tired and disoriented. You are also SEVERELY CLAUSTROPHOBIC, and you are always getting rid of things in your room, leaving you with nothing but these statues, which you often regret collecting.
They...they n-never stop staring at you....
You're also occasionally a bit of a fear-masochist, and you've been thinking some really...strange thoughts lately.
Your trolltag is intemperateAsthenia and you speak in a manner that is ...Um...l-littered with....pauses...or something....you guess...and the o-occasional stutter...
You also have bad hair days. Every day.
Last edited by Psychasthenia; 01-23-2011 at 09:49 PM.
I want a man who splays down in the street
The swinging bodies and the children in the wet concrete
In the house with the laughing windows
We're spilling blood like a cheap innuendo
God I know right? *squeeze*
Heeheehee. Thanks! :)
I want a man who splays down in the street
The swinging bodies and the children in the wet concrete
In the house with the laughing windows
We're spilling blood like a cheap innuendo
I just realized that Yeoj was the opposite of Joey.
...I...don't know what to say for myself. 0_0
Hey there.
GAH why do I keep making trolls?!
ANYWAY here's another troll-dump before I fall unconscious. I'll make the sprite tomorrow, I promise.
EDIT: SPRITE DONE
>Be the undertaker
Undertaker? Well, alright!
You are RASHEI KAHMET, and you swear, if people keep leaving these bodies everywhere, you are just going to flip your lid! Well, alright, maybe you won't, but all of this USELESS NOISE is starting to disrupt your FOCUS.
Your FOCUS is the most important thing--without FOCUS, what do you have? A pile of rocks, no tunnels, nothing done, and, worst of all, the DEAD getting up and EATING EVERYONE!
But you need to regain FOCUS.
The first thing after your FOCUS is the STONE. You have delved into the STONE for as long as you can remember, and you know more about your rocks than you care to maintain FOCUS long enough to say. The STONE is your CONSTANT COMPANION, and the COOL, SMOOTH SURFACES are your favorite to lounge upon, write upon, eat upon--well, do anything with, really. The STONE is INCREDIBLY VERSATILE--well, for your purposes, anyway. COUNTLESS MAZE-LIKE TUNNELS lie underneath your hive, though in your SUBTERRANEAN DELVINGS you can never make it outside of an IMPASSABLE BARRIER that keeps you NAUGHTY LITTLE TROLLS inside the VALLEY OF THE HORRIBLE EXPERIMENT. You have returned from your FREQUENT DELVING with an overflowing BOUNTY OF STONE, with which the CARPENTER DRONES have helped you to build a PYRIMIDAL HIVE.
One of the MOST IMPORTANT PROPERTIES of STONE is its INCREDIBLE WEIGHT--no, you were never STRONG, but these IMMOVABLE TABLETS were never meant to be disturbed, as they hold the PILFERED DEAD. Lest Alternia be overrun with HORRIBLE BRAIN-EATING ZOMBIES, you have taken it upon yourself to COLLECT EVERY BODY and store it in the HALLS OF STONE you have often carved using your FOCUS. You also tend to FORM JARS OF STONE to put the ORGANS OF THE DEAD in, to keep the zombies from PUTTING THEM BACK IN so they can do things that living people do. You... really didn't think that one through. But as an additional precaution, you DRAW UPON THE POWER OF PAPER and WRAP THE BODIES UP so they CANNOT MOVE.
Your INCREDIBLE FOCUS makes it hard to think of things less important than THE TASK AT HAND, like SLEEPING, EATING, and DOING THE DISHES. Even when your FOCUS is DISRUPTED, you can't FOCUS on any one thing long enough to even REMEMBER ANYTHING YOU NEED TO DO, which results in the same. In fact, your PURRBEAST LUSUS has to inadvertently remind you to REGULARLY MAINTAIN your WELL-BEING when MAKING ITSELF A NUISANCE FOR PAYMENT IN FOOD, but obviously doesn't care when you need to SLEEP, causing you to FALL UNCONSCIOUS ON THE SPOT when it becomes an issue. Come to think of it, the LACK OF SOPOR is probably what caused your NECROPHOBIC NIGHTMARES.
Oh! You forgot to explain how your FOCUS can help you with all this! You guess you were just too FOCUSed on other things. It happens.
When you really FOCUS, you can project a beam of INTENSE INFRARED LIGHT from THE MIDDLE OF YOUR FOREHEAD, which is so hot it SOMETIMES IGNITES POCKETS OF OXYGEN, creating an audible popping. However, just as often as you have FOCUS, you don't, at which times you don't seem to be able to DO ANYTHING RIGHT.
Your sylladex is on Gravemodus; you must unearth your inventory.
Your lusus, the aforementioned purrbeast, is called GRUMPY McEATSALOT BYLVESTUR.
Your strife portfolio includes pickkind and shovelkind, even if you mostly dig with FOCUS.
Your trolltag is sandstoneSentinel and you like to speak w1th s1ngular focus unt1l you get d15tr4c3d 4nd th3n y0u d0n't 3v3n kn0w wh4t's g01ng on!!!
Your symbol is the alchemical symbol for earth--so, point-down triangle with a horizontal line.
Last edited by Purple Masks; 12-30-2010 at 04:45 PM.
One: Be the creepy troll.
You are Mortis Nihil, and you're dead.
Hundreds of years in the past, your blood marked you as the next heir to the Alternian throne. You were the purplest of purplebloods, the most royal royalty on Alternia. You had many plans, yeees. Plans that would be put into action when you finally took your place as rightful ruler of the Troll Empire.
Then the current Emperor came by in his starship and killed you messily.
You got better. You're not entirely sure how. But you intend to make the most of your new life.
A side effect of your resurrection was your blood being replaced with some sort of black oily substance. It has a tendency to break through your skin and leak everywhere, moving around like it has a mind of its own. Fortunately, you can control it to some extent, enough for you to form weapons with it.
Also your eyes turned black with purple irises.
Another side effect is a curious hunger that now gnaws at you. You're always hungry. Regular food won't do, strangely. Blood, however, does. Best taken directly from the victim by consuming his or her flesh. But you're never full for long, two or three hours at most. Always hungry.
You now wander Alternia in order to find a way off-world and exact your revenge on the Emperor. The fact that the Emperor died some time ago and had his spot taken by an Empress doesn't bother you. You'll kill them all, yeees. Show them the kind of pain they inflicted on you.
You'll slaughter anyone who gets in the way of your goal. Anyone, everyone. Eat them alive. Heh.
Your trolltag is vengefulVoid. You hissss a little bit when you talk, heh, among other thingss, heh.
In my head he sounds like Cobra Commander from Resolute.
I laughed at that statement, but yeah I can imagine a conversation between those two, It would be hilarious!
Too bad mine is already in a Hivestem session, Icestem to be precise. There are some spots free, Maybe you could join? But yeah.. (Shameless advertising because we kinda need more players to begin, sorry!)
Also one, That is an awesome troll
Psychasthenia, your troll would go along SO well, with the old Troxol![]()
Troxol? Who is thiis?~
I want a man who splays down in the street
The swinging bodies and the children in the wet concrete
In the house with the laughing windows
We're spilling blood like a cheap innuendo
*sees all the Trollmance discussion* *Looks at own trolls*.....D=.
Ohwait I should probably get to posting my trolls I never got around to posting.
And th- Oh hellllllllooooo. Didn't see you there.You are Now T-.................................................. ...
...........Helllloooo. I am Tentak Lexlie. Now to start I am an abomination,my tentacles don't even flow smoothly. they ripped themselves of from my back and have their own little spasms and my eye twitches. Some would call me insane. and I'm pretty sure they're right. Baheehhe. My symbol was a boring little X so I made it more interesting by cutting it so deep into my skin it'll be there forever. Oh and blood. Blood is my favorite thing. BAHAHAHAHEEHAAHOO.Now my dreamself craved blood too. But there was no one in my tower D=. So I did the most reasonable thing and killed myself. =D.Oh and this is my trusty bladey friend. He doesn't judge me. He helps me. He helps me with my hobby. BAHAHEE. And my lusus is the best and most awesome lusus ever. A CUTE GIANT INSANE KITTY KAT WITH TENTACLES COMING OUT OF ITS BACK. BAHAHEEHAHAHA.
My trolltag is tentacleInsanity and I type in a varying style.When I feel like it I use caps sometimes I don't and then all of a sudden i start to laugBAHAHABAHHAHEEEHAAAHOOBAHAHAHA.
0_0
That is ALL there is to say on that matter
BAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHHHHAHAHAHAHHA H
Also this is my ninth troll.
I have an addiction.
SOMEONE HELP ME.
What.
I made like, 19 trolls.
SS made over 111.
You don't have an addiction, silly.
no
Its a gift, Not a Curse....I hope?
Ss posted them.
no