TROLLSLUM 6: This is the dumbest shit ever

[Bandages]

I keep happening!

[Thunder Reign]

>Be the ghost.


You're barely here. But you exist. A lot of people wish you DIDN'T, but you do. Especially a CERTAIN BLUEBLOOD, who may have been responsible for your UNTIMELY DEATH. You really never should have taken up FLARP, should you?
You died, but YOU CAME BACK. To say you have UNFINISHED BUSINESS would be a total understatement.

Maybe your name once was OSIRIS ARLATH, and maybe if you had known a bit more about HUMAN MYTHOLOGY you would have guessed that you were fated to die from DAY ONE. Maybe your trolltag used to be kickstartTeratoma, maaaybe you used to have some sweet psychic powers.

It doesn't matter now. You might be a GHOST, but you can still manipulate your environment. And that's just what you need to finish what you started.

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Name: Osiris Arlath
Caste: Brownish-yellow (666002)
Gender: Male
Lusus: A tribble
Sweet psychic powers: Can mess with things on a cellular level, floats around as a ghost.
Trolltag: kickstartTeratoma
Typing quirk: (your)(words)(are)(all)(cells)

[Bandages]

THAT IS SUCH GOOD HAIR AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!!!

seriously that is the best hair.

[vehementPropagandist]

Thunder, I love you. That's beautiful holy shit.

[Captain Whosit]

Creepy sunuva. I agree, spooky hair. Very good.

[vehementPropagandist]

====> Be the sad nervous girl

You are LECAFE OLELAF.

You're a sad girl. Despite this, you still manage to do daily tasks and talk to people perfectly fine, you'll accept every single insult they say as being true. Because they are. Completely. You would rather be sad than angry, bad things happen when you're angry, so you're always sad. But that's okay because things will get better. You're an optimist. No matter how bad things get, they well get better.
Atleast, that's what you tell yourself.
Anyway, you have a variety of interests. You like to SKIN LONG DEAD BEASTS AND MAKE MOCCASINS FROM THEIR FLESH (since you could never harm them!), you also like to WATCH VARIOUS MOVIES, and PLAY HUSKTOP GAMES. You tend to stay up all the time playing these games and rarely leave your husktop unless there's a dead carcass near by. Sometimes you dare practice your telekinesis, but never for long, because YOU HATE HEADACHES and PEOPLE MIGHT GET ANGRY IF YOUR DESTROYAHEALER is AFK during a DUNGEONCRAWL. Thanks to your hardly diligent practice, you are now able to MOVE HUSKTOPS with considerable EFFORT! Congratulations! Being a sad-sack of miserable non-confidence probably does not help you in the least with this.

You like to try to HELP OUT OTHER PEOPLE with their problems, but whether this works or not is up for debate. You are an UNCONCIOUS HEMOLOYALIST even when you don't mean to be. You can also make a MEAN CUP OF HIGHLY CAFFEINATED DRINK which aide you in your husktop gaming and movie watching marathons.


You tend to your lusus, a LESSER SNICKER-BEAST, with some amount of hesitation due to it's constant snickering. You've always felt like it's mocking you, and clearly this does nothing to help you.

Your strifespecibus is HALBERDKIND, and your fetch modus is BAG OF BEANS MODUS, in which everything comes out too hot to touch and smelling a lot like coffee.

Your handle is melancholicbarista and you tend to pose everything as a sort of question....? and you do not like to capitalize any words because that might upset others....?

Who wants coffee?

[catastrophicGenesis]

Hey guys, stupid question time! If I have an ant colony as being basically one psychic hivemind, would it count as a single lusus? Or would it make more sense to have him lusused by the queen as the only actual thinking mind in the colony?

Yes, I am a HUGE DERP and posted this in the Cafe the first time *facepalmX100 COMBOB*

[Bandages]

You can probably count The Hive as a lusus

Just call it a hive lusus :3

[catastrophicGenesis]

That's a double yes then.

I just thought it'd be funny if Aenict was so used to being in a hivemind he kind of sometimes forgets you need to vocalise when it comes to other trolls.

[privateTenderloin]

>Be the manly man troll

You fail miserably.

You are now Quevah Paires and you are the prettiest princess at the ball. It is you!

You are seven sweeps old and your goal is to one day win the Miss Alternia pageant even though you are not a female. You will do this. It is all you've ever wanted and probably all you'll ever want. You also enjoy hairdressing and applying make-up. You think you'd be a pretty good beauticiaradicator if you weren't so set on all this pageant nonsense.

You have a slight dislike for purple and indigo bloods, what with your aspirations of royalty. But as a princess it would be undignified to act hostile towards others. Wait. No it wouldn't, you're a troll. Screw those freaking royal bloods. You're the only real princess here!

You use the Scissorkind and Makeupkind strife specibii and the Walk-in Closet Fetch Modus. Which basically lets you get whatever you want out of a fifth dimensional closet. Silly space-time shenanigans.

If you were to play a game of SGRUB you'd be the Prince(ss) of Pretty, and you'd dwell in The Land of Castles and Jewels.

Your Trolltag is prettiestPrincess and Y*u tend t* make y*ur sentences ***sparkle***

Also more AB!

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[vehementPropagandist]

YAY, MORE CROSSDRESSERS!

I really like your character Private.

[ApocRenegade]

Man, it's like everyone's hating on the royal bloods

[Piconoe]

Man, it's like everyone's hating on the royal bloods

That's generally what land-dwellers were canonized as doing.

[privateTenderloin]

he's my only troll that does... well... and Bazz. But Bazz hates everyone equally.

[catastrophicGenesis]

Variya merely doesn't care about blood color, although she'll pretend to if a highblood's in the area. Aenict's actually quite happy with the caste system, but that's because he thinks he's an ant and he likes to know who to obey.

[vehementPropagandist]

Variya merely doesn't care about blood color, although she'll pretend to if a highblood's in the area. Aenict's actually quite happy with the caste system, but that's because he thinks he's an ant and he likes to know who to obey.

Maybe he secretly is an ant that's controlling a troll body?

The world may never know!

[BrainpanSonata]

Coraya and Avigad don't care much for the hemospectrum, because Coraya doesn't socialize too much and Avigad cares more about adventure than what color your blood is. Homard, however... he's probably the closest to a hemoloyalist I have, since he's a purple with a superiority complex.

[ApocRenegade]

Haha yeah, I know. Xaroth doesn't really care much about his blood color, he just acts like a spoiled rich kid with a gambling problem

[catastrophicGenesis]

Maybe he secretly is an ant that's controlling a troll body?

The world may never know!

It's entirely possible. Being part of a hivemind sure is weird!

[vehementPropagandist]

Maybe he secretly is an ant that's controlling a troll body?

The world may never know!

It's entirely possible. Being part of a hivemind sure is weird!

It's like some kind of troll movie; The Film In Which A Young Troll Believes He Is An Ant And Is Loyal To The Hemospectrum Until He Begins To Question His Being And In A Shocking Twist Turns Out To Be A Mind Controlling Parasitic Ant In His Brain.

[catastrophicGenesis]

Sounds like Aenict's kind of movie. XD

[SumiumOxide]

Erisal doesn't hate royal bloods.
In fact, she's more likely to hit on them.

[Limecake]

>Be the grinning girl.

Your name is TANTRA HYSTIX. Your veins hold a most peculiar shade of LIME GREEN that is often too bright for other Alternians to look at. As such, you are often LOOKED DOWN UPON by the general populace, but you DO NOT MIND AT ALL for you would rather indulge yourself in VIDEO GAMES, which are a part of your few INTERESTS. While you play most anything, you specifically enjoy RETRO GAMES that come from ANOTHER PLANET and have readily adopted the JOYSTICK as your STRIFE SPECIBUS.

In addition to playing games, you frequently dapple in what could be considered BLACK MAGIC, although you limit yourself to COMMUNING WITH SPIRITS and DRIVING EVIL AWAY. With the help of your LUSUS, you also pursue and practice several RITUALS which more often that not ACTUALLY WORK. As such, you desire to one day be among the ranks of the mysterious SOOTHSLAYERS, if only your penchant for playing games did not hinder your aspirations.

Like your name and blood color suggests, you are extremely partial to a certain SOUR GREEN CITRUS from the same planet the games come from. You habitually ingest these fruits in VARIOUS FORMS, most commonly as a BAKED GOOD OF SORTS. Others may be repulsed by your love for such an ACERBIC FLAVOR but they do not know what they are missing.

Your trolltag is joystickSmackdown and you express yourself QU!TE LOUDLY AND HAPP!LY MUCH TO THE !RR!TAT!ON OF OTHERS!!!

> Inspect hive.

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Your hive is located high above in the canopies of a tree grove that houses several strange Alternian fruits. You yourself dare not risk eating any of them since your Lusus avoids them readily. Perhaps they are poisonous? Your Lusus never says why. There is a long winding set of stairs that lead from the ground up to the entrance hatch, which opens up into a veranda. From there there is a door that leads into the hive itself. The main floor is a large circular room segmented by partition walls. As there are no actual rooms, you have built a sliding curtain system to act as covers for the various stations, such as a kitchen, a toilet, and a game station where you house most of your various interplanetary games you seem to always have had for as long as you could remember.

The second floor houses a single large lime tree where you go to fetch limes for your acidic diet. Again you seemed to have had this tree since you were a wiggler and your Lusus refuses to explain everything. Maree may have an all-seeing eye to know a vast amount of mysteries, but she is stingy when it comes to sharing her knowledge. Aside from the tree that fills up a great deal of the floor, you have set up your computer and your recuperacoon as well as a large cushion made from your Lusus' fleece you like to rest on occasionally. Your recuperacoon is curiously suspended in the air as it creates more room to walk around in. The walls are covered in all sorts of various video game posters and memos of rituals and instructions for future reference.

There is also a hidden room you managed to conceal from whomever you think might want to snoop around in your hive. Here you store piles of corpses and bones, vials of blood, and other various black magic components among equally copious amounts of incense. Not even you enjoy the smell of rotting flesh. It is a wonder how you managed to keep the rest of the hive from not smelling of death

Summary

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WIKI PAGE
Name: Tantra Hystix
Blood color: Lime green (#9DE800)
Gender: Female
Age: 7 sweeps
Lusus: Maree, a cloud sheep with an eyeball on its tail that acts as an 'inner eye' to see spirits.
Symbol: A swirl with two nubs that looks like a lime
Strife Specibi: Joystickkind
Fetch Modus: Claw Crane
Trolltag: joystickSmackdown
Typing quirk: ALL CAPS, replacing "I"s with !, ending most all sentences with !!! except when it's a question which in that case ends with ?!, usually smashes keyboard buttons when excited ie JDHGKJAHDJKHAJKFGADJJKSNZ
Moon: Prospit
Title: Sylph of Light (ironic seeing as she uses black magic and such)
Land: Land of Limes and Buttons
Consort: Sheep

[ZDG]

First pwnst

[Captain Whosit]

Have to admit, "Soothslayer" is a nice job title. Wonder how she'd use a joystick to fight. Like the design. Seems pretty punk. Or whatever the correct terminology is. Weird Lime-greens unite!