Welcome to this RP's Profile and Discussion thread~!
IMPORTANT MESSAGE:
All TPH RPing is being moved out to its own ZetaBoard forum, so for the continuing adventures (and now possibly extra exploits) of the crew and others, please bookmark The Prying Hackers forum board.
It's been great playing here, but the RP board cut spares none, eh? Best to preserve what we have to let it thrive and continue elsewhere. Two days shy of it's second birthday, this move will be ambitious for this RP, but we'll take it like champs.
If anyone watches us, see you on the other side!
Story
As in most alternative SGRUB sessions, copies of the game have leaked their way across the troll's internet system, leaving it open for others to snatch-up and use before their ultimate doom is at hand.
Although this is still true, there's something a bit different about this 12 troll session.
Outside parties from different universes, different species, and even different time periods have heard of the game and it's unique qualities. Many will attempt to hack its very coding to try and decipher, manipulate, or generally screw it up. Who knows what could happen from this. The possibilities are near endless...
Troll or Hacker? Now that's the question.
Rules
Please remember to always treat others with respect when OOC.
This thread is only for bios, plot planning, artwork, and general RP discussion. Keep IC stuff on Pesterchum. (Erm, except on movie nights, but that's besides the point~)
For the love of God, no god-modding. (This post is pretty old, but it has the enemy difficulties listed and they still hold true. They'll be stepped-up by one level in session two.
You must be at least moderately active to maintain your spot. Additionally, it'd be best if you were only one or two hours off of Eastern Standard Time to makes things more simple.
Trolls can range from 4 to 10 sweeps of age. (This is between 8 and 22 in human years)
Hackers can be any age you choose.
RP-canon interaction with characters from seperate sessions over Trollian/Pesterchum, Formspring, and Twitter is allowed as long is it doesn't get too messy~
Formspring interactions can't be used for actual plot, but can be used for real interactions between the characters. Who says they don't want to just, well, know something about someone else sometimes and ask a few casual questions? Similar rules hold true for Twitter. Feel free to post some stuff from these pages too.
The Posting Procedure~!
All RPing will be taking place on Pesterchum; Anytime you have a conversation with a fellow RP member, look it over to see if it's important, or somehow noteworthy/flipping HILARIOUS~!
You can either post the whole log, or just re-cap it.
What's "important" will be listed here...
1. First meetings
2. Deaths
3. Jumps into god-tier (Ask about doing this first)
4. Plot-Twists (Please ask before doing these as well)
5. Changes made to the game by the hackers or any other party (Same as plot-twists)
6. Significant character-building/relationship formation
7. Basically anything you find interesting or noteworthy
App. Info
The application will be done in the standard "Homestuck character introduction" format that you see in the comic. An image is not required, but it's always good to have one. Also, please fill in this little snippet here and paste it below your bio... (An app isn't needed for any character in the "Exile" category, the "Meddler" category, or the "Ancestor" category.)
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Trolls OUTDATED
Megdul Impulenin (Played by Fili)
(Sprite by BucketJockey)
You name is MEGDUL Impulenin.
You are awesomely FAST with everything you do. Your SPEED is such that when you really want to get things done you tend go so FAST that you leave an after image. Your exceptional acceleration tends to make you pretty CLUMSY though; especially with drinks which you tend to spill a lot, and your feet which you sometimes trip over.
Your an avid collector of WEAPONS and ARMS of all different kinds. Your affection for these instruments of maiming is such that the walls of your hive are lined with all manner of SWORDS, GUNS, SPEARS, and any other thing you would want to kill someone with. Despite this affinity for the deadly their is only one weapon which you are proficient enough to wield, and that is your trusty pair of NUNCHUCKS. As such your strife specibus is NUNCHAKUKIND.
You also have an unusual fondness for STORMY WEATHER. You love to be outside in the types of conditions that would keep many trolls inside sipping their hot tea or some funny thing. What you love most about storms is the RAIN, the heavier the better you always say. You love for your skin to be SOAKED through to the bone while the wind blows strong around you. The biggest reason for your love of storms probably has something to do with the fact that psychologically you are a sea-dweller out of water and that being in these storms are probably the closest feeling to being in the currents of the deep sea that you will ever have.
Speaking of the sea-dweller thing, you're blood color is one of the highest in troll society. You yourself are rightfully the third in line to rule as emperor. However, you have been banished the aristocracy and are shunned by all the sea-dwellers. The reason being that despite your blood-color you were unfortunately born without gills or any of the other biological features of a sea-dweller. Your rightful chance at ruling stripped from you, you harbor a great hatred to all sea-dwellers. Despite your dislike for those you dwell there you your self still have strong feelings towards the sea and wish that you could swim in it like those who have forsaken you. Your jealousy of how they can live in the water and you can't only serves to fuel your hatred though.
Your trolltag is lightningAuthoritarian and you ===--=== tend to keep your voice calm and your nunchucks at the ready, ExceptForWhenYouGetWorkedUpAndStartSpeakingSoFastT hatEverythingGetsJumbledTogether.
Age: 7sweeps
Gender: MAN
Land name: Land Of Storm and Stone
Title: Courier of Lightning
Specibi: Nunchakukind
Fetch Modus: Wallet(how boring)
Description: Until I have a regular sprite I leave you with an AB
Aragua Heyler (Played by Quincunx)
====> Be the poor crazy shrieking dolphin girl.
Pre-Game and early game
Your name is Aragua Heyler and you are 7 and a half sweeps old but frankly your age is of LITTLE IMPORTANCE compared to the EXTREMELY IMPORTANT WORK you have to do. You were born with HIGH-CASTE BLOOD, not Empress-level but VERY CLOSE, and thus you are a SEA-DWELLER. You are also kind of a freak! Not a complete freak, just a partial one, as your FINGERS AND TOES were born fused bizarrely in a way that makes both walking and holding things EXTREMELY DIFFICULT and would have no doubt ensured your CULLING if you lived on land. However, they are a great asset while swimming. You like to count your blessings often and this is always one of the first.
You live in a SWAMP right on the edge of the OCEAN that contains many TREES that curl and twine and tangle about in what you find to be rather disturbing ways. The huge LEVIATHANS that usually skulk about the depths are drawn to this place and die when they beach themselves in the shallows, allowing you to gut their rotting carcasses and collect their bones, which you use as weapons or hang about your swamp like some sort of morbid installation piece. You decorate these hangings with your rich MAGENTA blood, using all sorts of runes you made up yourself or found on old ruins deep underwater. This is all for the sake of keeping out the HORRORTERRORS that you know lurk just beyond the paper-thin walls of this dimension. Ever since you built your sprawling hive here, you have been plagued by indescribable dread while awake and visions of hideous monsters whenever you sleep, and as a result you sleep very rarely, often going DAYS or even WEEKS without it until your body simply cannot take it anymore and you PASS OUT.
You often go MONTHS without seeing other trolls, and those who do stop by do not stay long, as even those with the weakest of psychic abilities feel the pressure of the terrors bearing down on every square inch of the environment. This leaves you incredibly LONELY and starved for physical contact, and as such you are really quite TOUCHY-FEELY. You subject your guests to all manner of affectionate face-touching, hugging, hair-stroking, and even outright snuggling if you can manage it. Sadly, in the event that your guests do not simply leave in the end, they usually go INSANE from the nightmare visions they are subjected to every time they sleep, and you are forced to kill them. And sometimes they come back and you have to kill them again.
To plan for the future right now is difficult, because you cannot entrust this duty to anyone but yourself. You feel sometimes that you are just delaying the inevitable, and get particularly EXISTENTIAL when you are sleep-deprived. You like to reach out to others on Trollian in a desperate attempt to keep yourself from going COMPLETELY MAD from isolation and loneliness, though while you speak you are perky and upbeat and favor colorful language and metaphors.
Your trolltag is darkAtlantis and you LIKE TO GET YOUR POI^vT ACROSS I^v THE ^^OST URGE^vT ^^A^v^vER POSSIBLE!
Age: 7.5 sweeps
Gender: Female
Land name: Bones and Fathoms
Short land description: A land covered entirely in very deep, dark oceans and populated by large fish monsters with invisible flesh. There are many mountain ridges and trenches throughout.
Consorts: Cuttlefish
Title: Waif of Madness
Specibi: Jawbonekind
Fetch Modus: Skeleton ( holds over 200 items but they are assigned to bones randomly, and removing certain bones may dislodge items in adjacent ones )
Dream Self Location: Derse
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Malhaut Obliquus (Played by ChameleonSushi)
==> Be the workaholic spy.
You are now MALHAUT OBLIQUUS.
You are a sea-troll that's JUST BARELY under 9 sweeps of age, and you have a DEFINITE PURPOSE in life. As a submarine pilot in training, you aspire to keep the trolls of the world in check by SECRETLY MONITORING THEM from beneath the waves, and also own an underwater vessel of your own. It's also not uncommon for you to participate in RECON MISSIONS and CRIMINAL APPREHENSION when you're needed.
As a whole, you are always focused on maintaining a VIGOROUS WORK ETHIC in yourself and those around you. You HATE LAZINESS and sloth, using every bit of your being to DRIVE IT OUT of those who slack off in your presence. Sometimes, it would probably be better for you to drop your high standards, as you tend to OVERWORK YOURSELF frequently, which is fairly easy to do since you're slighty ANEMIC and prone to fatigue. Perhaps this is almost a GOOD THING, because your relative weakness may have lead to you developing a more RESERVED and LEVEL-HEADED nature with LESS AGGRESSION than most of your high-blood contacts. It doesn't do any good for someone like you to throw a fit and pass out in front of everyone multiple times, then get culled, right?
You FOLLOW the HEMOSPECTRUM, but in your opinion, it's NOT SET IN STONE. You PRE-JUDGE trolls you meet depending on their blood color, but you keep your assumptions to yourself. These judgments are easily OVERRIDDEN when they PROVE THEMSELVES TO YOU as competent and hard-working individuals, gaining your full respect.
You don't normally like to discuss your INTERESTS, but of course you have them. Including SHIP PILOTING, SKINNY-DIPPING, SINGING SEA SHANTIES and PLAYING the troll equivalent of POKER, and you also find enjoyment in SPYING on ENEMIES AND FRIENDS ALIKE, because you're a tad OCD about KEEPING TRACK OF OTHERS...but it's easy for you to be mistaken as a CREEPER this way. As a side note, you also enjoy the scent of FLOWERS.
Your LUSUS used to be a CHINCHILLA WITH FINS, but it got PICKED OFF AND EATEN by someone else's when you were young. Poor you.
Your strife specibus is WHIPKIND, allowing you to use most weapons that resemble a WHIP, slashing your enemies to ribbons, or perhaps RESTRAINING THEM instead. Your fetch modus is INCOGNITO, as you can put an item in whenever you want, but only REMOVE that item when NOBODY'S LOOKING AT YOU.
Your trolltag is nefariousNautilus, and joou speak viz a remootely proominent accent oof soome soort.
Age: 8 sweeps, going on 9
Gender: Male
Land name: Land of Dismay and Terror
Short land description: The LoDaT is a, well...terrifying place. Floating, severed heads...screaming rocks with mouths...the ground moves and breathes...some weird voice laughs at you from the clouds whenever you get injured...Yeah. This land is heaven.
Consorts: Blue-Tongued Skinks
Title: Seeker of Form
Specibi: Whipkind
Fetch Modus: Incognito (See bio) [Specific notes about his sylladex itself:]
*Cannot carry anything larger than his arm, or heavier than eight pounds
*Thirteen Twenty item slots
*Multiples of the same item can be stacked up to 13 times IF the total weight STILL comes out to under eight pounds.
Dream Self Location: Derse
Psssst random note he's actually melanistic, as in he has darker pigmentation than normal~ XD
Additonal Piccies~
(This is the old sprite and outfit; Some of his body features, including the horns, are inaccurate.
(2nd outfit and second edit of sprite)
Sototh Alazif (Played by BewareOfNerd)
[Pre-Grimdark ==>]
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Your name is Sototh Alazif and you are kind of weird.
Ever since you were a wee grub, horrifying monsters from beyond time and space have communicated with you in your dreams. Like any reasonably sane troll, you are scared shitless by these eldritch horrors and wish they would get out of your thinkpan. Your greatest fear is that you will end up like you ancestor, the author of the Troll Necronomicon, who filled a hefty tome with descriptions of the horrors he saw in his dreams before going insane and spending the rest of his life in an asylum. You are also afraid of purple-blood trolls, believing that they are the result of a mother grub mating with Dagoroth, Lord of the Methane Oceans of Yvvog eons ago. Really, you're afraid of the ocean in general; you don't know why you still live right next to it.
Other than that, you are a loyal follower of the hemospectrum, but too weak to enforce it, and too lonely not to fall in love with a lowblood if they're really nice. But other than that, you absolutely do not associate with lowbloods. Nuh-uh. Not unless you really have to.
Like most trolls, you have a plethora of interests, including FLARP, in which you play as your ancestor, Loremaster Nightgaunt; collecting lore pertaining to the monsters in your dreams; and catfish. You really love catfish. They are the only sea creatures you trust, and they're just so friendly and affectionate and cute. Your giant walking catfish lusus, whom you have named Fluffy, will always be your favorite, but you have found and named hundreds more.
Your trolltag is benthicDreamer and~yyou~speak~as~if~ensnared~in~the~tentacles~of~som e~cyyclopean~monstrosityy~ New quirk: --yyou--speak--with--a--rather--flat--and--emptyy--tone,--as--if--part--of--yyour--thinkpan--were--missing--
Color: #0b249f
Symbol: Lovecraft's Elder Sign
Quirk: Replaces spaces with tildes, doubles y
Age: 7 sweeps
Gender: Male
Land name: Shores and Spires
Short land description: Lush tropical islands in a beautiful blue ocean, with hundreds of giant seaweed-covered stone towers sticking out of the water.
Consorts: Axolotls
Title: Prophet of Keys
Specibi: Shotgunkind
Fetch Modus: Puzzle Box. Solve a puzzle box to get your item; bigger/more complex items get harder boxes.
Juniprei Unimaro (Played by PachiiRiisu)
Your name is JUNIPREI UNIMARO. You're a sapphire-blooded troll, and you're not normal by any standards. But who is? Your interests include watching movies and acting. You truly hope you will become famous one day, just like the actors in your favorite films. You always want to put on shows or plays with others. You're often alone, though, because you always wait for people to contact you to feel more wanted. Very rarely do you ever contact other people yourself, but, you've found that recently you've started to become bored and contact others. Reflecting on why not many people talk to you... it might be because you're just a bit of a bitch. Maybe. They don't know what they're missing! You're just so perfect...
no. You're not perfect, and you don't even believe that. Your self-esteem is dangerously low, and you cover it up desperately. You don't want others to know your weaknesses! Your skill in acting comes from being able to hide your moods and feelings, such as when your morail and her matesprit got culled. That was when you started this whole acting thing. You find it a bit boring to act in just one mood for a while, though, so you often switch it up. Mood swings, anyone?
Your trolltag is sapphireNativity, and you type ☄ WITH A FLASH PRECEDING YOUR MESSAGE, BECAUSE THAT'S AAAAALLL YOU'RE GOING TO BE SEEING WHEN YOU BECOME FAAAMOUS. YOU TEND TO STREEECH SOME WORDS OUT, SOMETIMES, TOOOOO~ THE USE OF EMOTICONS IS UNPROFESSIONAL, BUT YOU OCCASIONALLY LET YOURSELF USE THEM. {:)
Also, you wear those glasses because they look cool. {8I It's not because the dark lens with your symbol flipped on them makes you less crazy, nope, that's absurd.
Age: 8 Sweeps
Gender: Female
Land name: Land of Solace and Bubbles
Short land description: [google][imagessss] You look around, seeing that you're on a large island surrounded by the ocean. A moon (You're not sure why you know it's a moon, it's not one of Alternia's moons, anyway ) is large in your view, and you can see the reflection of the light on the water. It's really pretty. You can see mountains in the distance, silhouettes. It seems to always be night here. If you listen, you can hear the waves gently rolling on and off the shore, as well as the faint chirping of crickets. It's quite soothing. You look, not into the distance, but closer. In front of you, there are lights in the air, like mini-light devices. [ HINTHINT: FIREFLIES } Oh, and bubbles. BUBBLES EVERYWHERE.
Consorts: Fireflies
Title: Sylph of Light
Specibi: Yoyokind
Fetch Modus: Array
Dream Self Location: Prospit
More Pics! c:
[ I don't think yo-yos work like that but oh well I never said I could draw yo-yos correctly xDD }
Swinde Truffa (Played by curiousTerminal)
>Be the con artist
Okay.
>Switch to something less businesslike.
Fine, you much prefer your SUIT though.
Your name is SWINDE TRUFFA
You are a con artist.
You became one out of a severe lack of MONEY and RESOURCES, but now you don't want to do it anymore. Sadly, you just seem to be able to convince people of anything. It's not a psychic ability, you're just a really good liar. Your real PASSION lies in breeding FLARP GRUBS, which you do under an alternate handle so nobody can trace your COPIOUS AMOUNTS OF SCAMS to your NORMAL HANDLE.
Since you're so sly, your lusus is a FOX. He taught you everything you know about swindling people.
Your MODUS is based off of convincing the card you need the item RIGHT THIS VERY SECOND. Since it is a very literal modus, it won't give up an item unless it thinks it is CRUCIAL TO YOUR SURVIVAL. You use this because it helps you practice your SCAMS.
Your TROLLTAG is absoluteTruth and you $ See everything you type in its monetary value. Time is money! ¢
You have a tough time meeting friends, but the ones you either had before your SCAMMING DAYS or sometimes your FREQUENT CUSTOMERS OF FLARP GRUBS are your new source of companionship. Oddly enough, your MOIRALL is somebody you tried to scam with a fake BLOOD COLOR CHANGING PILL. The look of indignity on his face shut you down after you tried convincing him knowing what color it is, and choosing it to boot, was better than his perpetual confusion over it. You remember that every time you speak to him, so he PACIFIES YOUR COMPULSIVE LYING as well as your NATURAL TROLL RUTHLESSNESS. you're quite certain he thinks you're ONLY FRIENDS but you know otherwise.
Age: 7 Sweeps (15.17 years)
Gender: Female
Land name: Land of Pyramids and Pollution
Short land description: The rolling hills in your land provide ample space for the pyramids in which the catlike consorts live in, as well as the larger ones that serve as community buildings. Lately, a large number of factories have been springing up, polluting all the air and a great deal of the very little water on the planet.
Consorts: Catlike beings.
Title: Page of Oath
Specibi: Glovekind (her business suit has gloves on it)
Fetch Modus: Deus Ex Modus (Will give her an item when it thinks she needs it, but she can also convince it she needs it.)
Dream Self Location: Prospit
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Nibzan Somrar (Played by Tamenthail)
Your name is NIBZAN SOMRAR and you are 7 and a half sweeps old. While you AREN'T VERY HIGH on the hemospectrum you look down on anyone BELOW YOU and try to show DISRESPECT to those ABOVE YOU. This often doesn't go well. You like to remind people that the hemospectrum is an OUTMODED SYTEM despite the fact you FOLLOW IT YOURSELF.
You have many hobbies including PAINTING (which you are ACTUALLY QUITE GOOD AT), showing your disdain for ALL THINGS MAINSTREAM and writing VERY BAD POETRY. You once tried to stay outside ALL DAY because being nocturnal is SO MAINSTREAM. That was NOT A GOOD DAY.
Your hive is FULL OF PAINTBRUSHES so you always have a weapon at hand. As you don't have any canvas you PAINT ON THE WALLS of your hive which leaves lots of PUDDLES OF PAINT around. This is something that contributed to the TRAGIC DEATH of your lusus. You don't really like to talk about it.
Even though your floor is COVERED IN PAINT you like to keep your stuff in NEAT PILES on the floor. You tend to fly into a rage if they are disturbed. Behind a HIDDEN PANEL in your hive you keep all your CRAPPY POETRY because even you are ashamed of it. You insist it is merely IRONICLY BAD, however.
Up until QUITE RECENTLY you lived with your lusus, a SMALL, HORNED HOOFBEAST. It wasn't very good and you mainly used it to CLEAN YOUR PAINTBRUSHES ON. The stupid thing used to think this WAS AN ATTACK because of your specibi. Your fetch modus is PALETTE modus, meaning you have to have the right coloured paint (or other substance) on hand to retrieve the item associated with it.
Your trolltag is ironicMainstream and you talk with a bit of a lithp >8(
Age: 7.5 sweeps
Gender: Male
Land name: Land of Oil and Canvas
Short land description: Plateaus of flat white canvas surrounded by seas of various brightly coloured oil paint. The entire land is completely flat and Nibzan's hive in is the center of the largest plateau
Consorts: Spectacled Owls
Title: Rogue of Self
Specibi: Paintbrushkind
Fetch Modus: Palette Modus (explained in bio)
Dream Self Location: Prospit
Alcippe Zlotah (Played by musicalartpunk)
~sprite by Quincunx~
====> be the hardworking fatty
Your name is ALCIPPE ZLOTAH and you have a BUSINESS to run. You are the chief artisan of ZIPPY ZLOTAHS, a network of weapons, armor, and miscellaneous item CRAFTSTROLLS, chiefly serving FLARPers. You are 8.28 sweeps old and have a large network of associates. You make the blades and other basic weaponry, then bring them to a guy for hilts, or a girl for jewel studding…or ANYTHING REALLY! You’ve made a good living for yourself, and support your EATING ADDICTION. Despite being technically OVERWEIGHT you have a lot of upper body strength, particularly in your arms, hence your use of your fists in your GLOVEKIND.
You deliver your wares between associates and to clients on the back of your LUSUS, a monstrous sized FERRET named Bandit, named for the strange dark mark around her eyes. You love traveling around Alternia, riding on her back under the big wide sky strumming your GUITAR. You’re not sure if you’re any good or not, but it keeps Bandit HAPPY and ‘dook’ing.
Your interests include ENGINEERING and GEOLOGY. You sometimes get orders for your machines and constructs from NONFLARPERS, like mechas and big sound systems. Those are your FAVORITE orders to do, even though the people you make them for are PROBABLY TRYING TO KILL a lot of lowbloods at once, which could theoretically include your own GOLDEN BLOODED hiney. You can just barely reconcile this, and are extremely GUILT-RIDDEN whenever you fill such an order. All you can really do is ask FORGIVENESS from Bandit. She always listens, and always forgives, but it doesn’t make delivering those orders any EASIER.
You are not driven by the acquisition of money, and find being called money hungry to be in exceptionally POOR TASTE. Rather, you have a healthy respect for the significance and worth of a dollar, and spend AS LITTLE AS POSSIBLE…EXCEPT FOR SNACKS. Well nobody’s perfect. You are a very EASY GOING troll, believing that everbody is after something important, and that with a little effort EVERYONE CAN OBTAIN WHAT THEY WANT. There are really very few things that provoke your ire, but when you ARE provoked, you can be VERY VIOLENT AND UNREASONABLE. Those things include but are not necessarily limited to DISCRIMINATION AND OPRESSION based on blood color, BULLYING, and FORCING BELIEFS UPON OTHERS. Oh and WEIGHT DISCRIMINATION. That is just not okay. When you are provoked you LACK the creativity to INSULT the agressor, so you prefer to just PUNCH THEIR FACE IN. sometimes you fling a tool in agitation. That’s usually the ONLY WARNING people get that you’re about to attack. Sometimes though, you have EARNED RESPECT from your higher blooded clients by PULVERISING them when they try to take their orders from you without paying. Violence makes strange business clients.
Your relaxed nature makes you PRETTY GOOD with animals large and small. You will coo to even the UGLIEST and MOST ORNERY lusus, because you believe they NEED it the most. Your fondness of animals doesn’t stop you from having JERKY as the main STAPLE of your diet, though. You eat all of the jerky flavors, but your favorite is SPICY BEEF. The HEALTHIEST thing you eat are NOODLE CUPS. You are pretty proud because you used to THROW AWAY the veggie pack, but now you ADD it. how mature.
You could never really hate someone, as you usually PUNCH them into at least keeping their BULLSHIT to themselves. However you could see your way to having a RIVALRY with someone, if push came to shove. Other than that you would prefer the REDDER side of the QUADRANTS. You WOULD, if everyone you ever tried to flirt with didn’t LAUGH YOU OFF.
Your trolltag is highwayMonster and you swur your lords a wot because of your fangs.
Age: 8.28 sweeps
Gender: Female
Land name: Land of Velvet and Frogs
Short land description: Rolling hills of velvet in multiple hues, with small ponds and paddies of frogs.
Consorts: Baby Fainting Goats
Title: Thief of Space
Specibi: Glovekind
Fetch Modus: Pocket Modus – she crams stuff into her many pockets in her overalls, stuffed in with her snacks. Problems include remembering which pocket holds which items, and extracting the needed item without spilling the snacks.
Dream Self Location: Derse
Color: R: 206 G: 160 B: 0
Misc: Her symbol is the alchemical symbol for Sulfer.
images!
By Quincunx
Alcippe Grub
it gets hot by the forge
By me
prototype horns, with her hair how it normally is, and when she washes and brushes it out. Shows how her fangs are gapped, and what she looked like at around 2 or 3 sweeps. also got tiger, just to play with her hair and how it would work with the hood.
Stat chart!
Hive and area, also crapola sketch of her 'tlo lheew device'
Gallia Wuquus (Played by kittentoes)
> Be the angry hivecleaner.
Your name is GALLIA WUQUUS.
You are usually VERY DOUR, except on matters of THINGS TO DO WITH BLUEBERRIES. You adore blueberries. They remind you of the WONDERFUL COLOUR your blood isn't. You tend to be BITTERLY OBSTINATE, and display EXCESSIVE SARDONISM as well as a well-developed sense of SCHADENFREUDE when confronted with those closer to your station in life. Basically, you're KIND OF A JERK. On the other hand, you're DEMURE AND RETICENT in the presence of highbloods, because you're USED TO TAKING ORDERS.
You have an AMATEUR INTEREST in chemistry, in the belief that it will MAKE UP FOR YOUR LACK OF MIND POWERS, a lack which you ARE KIND OF HUNG UP ABOUT. In your spare time you enjoy BOXING, which you're surprisingly good at, given your UNUSUAL STRENGTH. (But ever since you sent your boss flying into her wall, you've been RESTRICTED to practicing your left hooks in your room.) You hide inexperience on the topic of FILLING YOUR QUADRANTS behind a mask of disinterest, because it's better to be seen as unapproachable than awkward. You secretly wish to one day join the distinguished ranks of the CHEMISLAYERS, but it's much more likely you'll remain A SIMPLE SERVANT.
DENIAL is a force which is strong within you, NOT THAT YOU WOULD EVER ADMIT IT. Your attempts to convince others of HOW WRONG THEY ARE about a subject you're denying can be SEEN THROUGH as easily as lightgrubs can be seen through lightgrubnets. That is to say, IT'S OBVIOUS TO EVERYONE WHO ISN'T YOU.
Your STRIFE SPECIBUS is equipped with the GLOVEKIND, and you possess the MAID FETCH MODUS. To retrieve things from it, you must be cleaning.
Your LUSUS is a draftbeast who maintains Miss Arisme's lawns by eating the grass. Actually, mostly he just tears up the ground with his hooves and makes more work for you, but you're still quite fond of him.
Your trolltag is equineReaction, you Tend Tou emphasise your Ts, and you can'T prounounce 'Ou' wiThouT adding a 'U'.
Age: 8 Sweeps
Gender: Female
Land name: Land of Alchemy and Magic
Short land description: In the zeroth gate/"home", a jumble of glass tubes and bubbling concoctions outside of a huge blueblood's hive which has been half-destroyed by meteor.
In her first gate proper, it's still a land of twisting chemistry apparatus, but half of it is floating - and magical stardust shimmers in many places. Fountains of chemicals can be found most everywhere, and glass is a common building agent. Psionic power - or "magic" - features heavily in getting around, with levitation occurring far more often than stairs. The sky is a sparkling mass of blue with blotchy yellow stars, resembling something by Van Gogh, which is presumably supposed to look "magical".
Its denizen is Empusa. She terrorised the wizard lizards, waiting by entrances to suck out their blood and their magic, and her underlings continue to harass them even as she sleeps. Her underlings are made of glass, and were originally influenced by a draftbeastlusus prototyping, giving them two sets of ears and a mane.
Consorts: Wizard Lizards, stylised frill-necked lizards whose frills extend down like robes. Their belief system has them telling everyone to BELIEVE in MAGIC, even though the evil Empusa has stolen most of THE GREAT GREEN'S magical magicity from the land. They have a frightening tendency to take acrobatic fucking pirouettes off the handle, freaking out and puffing up their frills and hissing like the retarded children they are. They are also awfully afraid of doorways. Their vocal tic is 'saa saa saa'.
Title: Knave of Heart
Specibi: gloveKind - boxing gloves!
Fetch Modus: maidKind - you must be cleaning something to retrieve an item!
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Signa Veritan (Played by Phi)
==> Be the curious walker.
(Art by Quincunx)
[Pre-horrorterror influence==>]
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You are now SIGNA VERITAN.
You are a young troll of SEVEN solar sweeps characterized by your vigorously RED blood and your demeanor, considered CHEERY by almost any standard you can think of (which are admittedly few).
You have a fair variety of interests, but chief among them all is EXPLORATION. The feeling of finding a new place to jot down in your notes is powerfully INTOXICATING. In fact, you enjoy finding new areas so much that the habit has begun to approach fetishistic territories. You should probably stop. But addiction is a powerful thing.
Your HIVE shows these tendencies in the numerous redundant DOORS that dot the lowest floor, enabling you to head in almost whatever direction you please when you want. Some might BALK at all of the unnecessary portals into the world, but they simply do not understand how much time you've saved over the sweeps with not having to walk around the hive!
You, like many with your blood coloration, are forced to ACKNOWLEDGE the HEMOSPECTRUM. While this is normally not a problem for you, you get a bit nervous when speaking to those higher on the chromatic scale than you (which means practically EVERYONE). When speaking to those who stand flush to you on the spectrum, you are more open and quite willing to share your collected TOPOLOGICAL and CARTOGRAPHIC knowledge.
You have a few other interests besides exploring, but most of them go hand-in-hand with your favorite pastime. You are a fair SKETCH ARTIST, and are good at making quick charts of an area. You enjoy reading ADVENTURE NOVELS and
are particularly enthralled by the works of a SIR ARTHUR CONAN TROLLYLE, who while famous for his PROBLEM SLEUTH series of tales also wrote other adventurous yarns that do not bear mentioning (as we are running out of SPACE). You also like to CAMP in the wilderness, finding it a fun challenge of your personal ENDURANCE and SURVIVAL SKILLS. This constant self-testing lends itself well to FLARPing, which as all FLARPers know requires the utmost stamina and by-the-seat-of-your-pats strategy-making!
Your LUSUS is a small mouse-like creature, who rides with you on your long walks into the wilds and is adept at keeping watch while you sleep, which is most helpful when hiding from the UNDEAD HORDES that seem to rise when the sun is out. You like to call him CHALLENGER.
Your Strife Specibus is handaxekind, allowing you to defeat an enemy or handily chop wood for a fire or stubborn vegetation from your path. You can DUAL-WIELD these handaxes for maximum choppage! Your Fetch Modus is Discovery, allowing you to retrieve items from your deck only once you have physically visited the place from whence they originate (which means you usually cannot use items sent to you from other people).
Your trolltag is crimsonCartographer, and +->you speak with crystal clear syntax and grammar, because it wouldn't do to garble your maps with silly shenanigans and funny words, but you like little compass hands to cradle your words!<-+
Age: 7 Sweeps
Gender: Female
Land name: Land of Snow and Wilds
Short land description: The LoSaW is an alpine region covered in numerous evergreen trees and constantly blanketed with snowfall, no matter what chronological point one finds oneself at. One can find frozen rivers and lakes aplenty breaking the monotony of the nigh-endless trees, many with unnervingly large reptilian creatures frozen still just beneath the surface. One can almost be fooled into thinking that their eyes are following you...it is a harsh land, requiring visitors to be on their toes.
Consorts: Mountain Hare – Capricious and hard to catch, but curious and helpful (at a distance).
Title: Seer of Land
Specibi: Handaxekind
Fetch Modus: Discovery (16 Slots, Items can be placed/retrieved at will but ONLY if the user has physically visited the origin site of the item)
Dream Self Location: Derse
Hackers OUTDATED
Joe Thomas (Played by Lazer Ilitenter)
>Be the dumb kid with the cherry obsession
Haha, okay, whatever you say, sport.
You are now JOE THOMAS. You live with your SISTER and DAD in Indiana.
You hold a MULTITUDE OF PASSIONS. Among the most prominent is your affinity for SLOT MACHINES, which is weird because you're 15. You've actually never seen a slot machine in person, but you KNOW ALL ABOUT THE INNER WORKINGS. You tend to use COMPUTER SIMULATIONS of slots to calm your gambling instincts. But ah! It's NOT gambling when you're at the reel of a good skill stop machine! YOU'RE A FREAKIN GOD with those.
Your other INTRESTS include MAKING SHITTY ROMHACKS. Your best romhack is one of MEGA MAN 2 where you were able to make a new sprite of Metal Man that was GREEN and put that in. That was a good day. You're also a fan of MODDING. You're better at this than Romhacking, mostly because you do not have the patience for SPRITING. Now, how you are able to mod a complex game like ELDER SCROLLS or ROCKET STRIKE LX but can't even work on CASTLEVANIA without making Simon unable to walk to the right is a mystery for the ages.
You also like watching OLD SATURDAY MORNING CARTOONS. Your room is plastered with posters of things like MEGA MAN, STREET SHARKS, TRANSFORMERS, and RUBIK THE AMAZING CUBE. In general, you like the EIGHTIES and its CULTURE. You also like reading about your favorite superhero THE ONE-ARMED BANDIT. Whose main power is that one of his arms has been replaced with a flail. It's FUCKING DUMB. As mentioned previously, you also like CHERRIES a whole lot. Cherries are delicious. Everyone wins with cherries. You wish you could grow FRESH CHERRIES in your room.
You're really nice and pally to BASICALLY EVERYONE, sometimes unnervingly so. They could be screaming profanities in your face and you'll just pat them on the back and tell them some PSEUDO-PSEUDO-PHILISOPHICAL QUOTE from a movie to calm them down. However, you do have a few pet peeves, and when you're really steamed you become a GIGANTIC DOUCHENOZZLE. You're also pretty FORGETFUL. Nothing too horrible, just names and sometimes faces and details and facts and common knowledge. ...Okay, so you're not the brightest bulb on the Quanza bush. You have kind of a patchwork of knowledge. One second you'll be reciting a fantastic recepie for baby-back ribs and the next you'll forget what sound a pig makes. Glaring flaw there, but you always try to act like you know what you're doing at least.
Your chumhandle is rotatingMaraschino, and you'lll tend to go off on tangents, but you'lll get back on, and then off. Sometimes. Most of the time. .......Sometimes.
Age: 15
Gender: Male
Land name: Land of Skyscrapers and Vines
Short land description: Thousands of decrepit, seemingly abandoned buildings span as far as the eye can see, each full of vegitation hanging out of the windows and growing onto the sides
Consorts: Beetles
Title: Rouge of Height
Specibi: Scissorkind
Fetch Modus: Hanoi Modus, works like a Towers of Hanoi puzzle in which the largest item is set at the bottom and the smallest at the top. There are three rungs in which the items can be rearranged. You can only grab the item on the top of any one of the three piles. Otherwise it will either fling it violently at you or refuse you access, depending on your setting.
Dream Self Location: Derse
Our Dearly Departed OUTDATED (Deceased Characters)
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Up-To-Date Enemy Information
Quincunx's massive art post #1 and #2
Additional out-of-session players, or "Miscellaneous Meddlers" OUTDATED
alwaysArguing
ameteurRoboticist
azaleaSymphony
bucketJockey
dramaticShift
egotisticalFrustration
electronicDisruption
gearboxAmbassador
midwesternSurvivalist
recoillessBifurcation
sereneGonzology
timesCompass
weeAspect
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