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**musecalCaprica** · 09-03-2011, 09:41 PM

>Be the short troll.

You are now REPETO CONSTA and you are 7.83 solar sweeps old.

You are quite bad at MEMORIZING and are incredibly SHORT. You have quite a few HOBBIES and INTERESTS one of them being RELATIONSHIPS. You are fascinated by TROLL ROMANCE and want to find out how it works, and particularly enjoy MOVIES on that subject.

You are also FRIENDLY but by no means a PUSH-OVER, you are willing to DESTROY anyone who tries anything on you or your loving MORAIL and or MATESPRIT. As such you work for a group of troll NINJAS which is easy because of your SMALL SIZE. You are incredibly EFFICIENT in your job and you LOVE IT VERY MUCH.

You enjoy many SPORTS but are unbelievably bad at them. You like to think one day you'll be a FAMOUS ATHLETE and PRACTICE whenever you have time, which you never do. Your ability to throw or kick anything round impedes your progress greatly.

You have the JOY of having a loud parrot lusus who never shuts up. She is the rudest lusus you know always telling you to be quiet and stop talking whenever you try speaking to her. Despite this she has never brought any harm to you.

Your fetch modus is the REPETITION modus which makes objects easier to get the more they have been used. Your strife specibus is NINJAKIND which allows you to use all the tools for your job from throwing stars to your beloved katana.
Your troll tag is incessantRepeater and youOften repeat a few *a few* things in your *your* speech.

**deadlyInflection** · 09-04-2011, 01:48 AM

Your name is EXIDAE LUMBRI and you are 7.38 sweeps old.

You are a massive fan of ANIMATION FROM THE EAST and own many filmslices. You have TERRIBLE VISION, and can barely see a foot without your OPTICAL CORRECTION DEVICE. Ironically, you also enjoy READING SCIENCE FICTION NOVELS and PAINTING MINIATURES. You can bake a MIGHTY FINE CAKE when you feel like it, but you are usually TOO DAMN LAZY.

Thanks to your lusus, a RIDICULOUSLY LARGE EARTHWORM, you have a homely but comfortable underground home, in which you have a GREAT MANY BOOKS. As a lowblood, you have psychic abilities. In your case you can PERFECTLY RECALL ANYTHING YOU READ.

Thanks to your SOMEWHAT USEFUL POWER, you can instantly recall any information from a written text. However, thanks to an incident involving a poorly made web-comic and your first ever reading, your text is RIDICULOUSLY ILLEGIBLE. This often annoys your fellow lowblooded friends, but you REALLY DON'T CARE.

You are friendly to a degree, but have AN UNRATIONAL FEAR of higher blood colors. Being at the lowest end of the hemospectrum, that makes you AFRAID OF JUST ABOUT EVERYONE. Your friends are, for the most part, EAGER TO TAKE ADVANTAGE OF THIS.

Your fetch modus is the DICTIONARY modus, which requires you to define an object in order to retrieve it from your sylladex. Your strife specibus is LARGE BOOKKIND which mostly involves hitting enemies with the aforementioned LARGE BOOKS. Your trolltag is deadlyInflection and you speak in a manner that laks gud spellin nd grammer.

**Rai-CH** · 09-04-2011, 04:04 AM

>Be the sporty architect.

Your name is ALAZNE HERESC and you love THE CONFUSING and MIND-BOGGLING. Logic is SO LAST SWEEP. Not that you care about what’s in FASHION, that’s just STUPID.

Your main passion lies in ARCHITECTURE. But not the boring sort of buildings, the ones that TWIST AND TURN and involve IMPOSSIBLE FEATS such as stairs that go nowhere and TRICKS OF THE EYE. You love CONSTRUCTING these sorts of images, and your dream is to one day BUILD A HIVE capable of REPLICATING YOUR DRAWINGS. Which is NIGH IMPOSSIBLE, but hey! A girl can dream!

You also love other TRICKY things, such as OPTICAL ILLUSIONS, RIDDLES, and MAGIC TRICKS, though you do admit that the last one is a GUILTY PLEASURE. Magic is FAKE, after all. You consider yourself to be a RIDDLE MASTER, and you try to make up your own CONFUSING RIDDLES to test other trolls. You find optical illusions to be AMAZING, almost MIRACULOUS even. The whole idea that one picture can throw your thinkpan into UTTER CONFUSION as it tries to MAKE HEADS OR TAILS of it just bewilders you. You could stare at those things for HOURS. As for the final interest? Shut up, you think magic tricks are COOL. At one point you wanted to be a famous ILLUSIOCUTIONER, but you decided AGAINST IT. As cool as those silly CARD TRICKS and PULLING THING OUT OF HATS are, it’s not something you want to PURSUE AS A CAREER.

Along with these INTERESTS, you also love BEING ACTIVE. You always try to STAY IN SHAPE, and as a result you’ve taken up many SPORTS over the sweeps. There isn’t a sport that you HAVEN’T TRIED, though you have realized that many ARE NOT FOR YOU. You currently participate in PARKOUR / FREE RUNNING, TROLL BASEBALL, and TRACK AND FIELD EVENTS. Each of these are much BLOODIER AND GORIER than their ALIEN COUNTERPART, whatever an alien is. Your preferred mode of TRANSPORT is by FOOT, preferably by JUMPING FROM BUILDING TO BUILDING. You think you look really COOL with your OVERSIZED JACKET flowing behind you like some sort of FANCY CAPE. Not many other trolls think the same, however.

You wield the BATKIND STRIFE SPECIBUS, using your trusty BASEBALL BAT as a weapon. You have many different bats stored, but your favourite is your ALUMINUM BAT that was SIGNED BY YOUR FAVOURITE ATHLETE. The autograph has since been RUBBED OFF from using your weapon too much. But what can you say? You are a TROLL, you CULL SHIT for shits and giggles. You did have a few other SPECIBI based on the other sports you played, but you LOST THEM AGES AGO. Though you’re not too BOTHERED by that.

Your lusus is quite an ODD CREATURE. At first glance, it appears to be an AXOLOTL, yet it has RAZOR-SHARP TEETH. It’s quite HILARIOUS watching a troll approach it, thinking it’s harmless, only for AXOLOTLMUM to RIP THEM TO SHREDS. Luckily, your lusus is nice enough to not EAT YOU when you’re asleep. In fact, she ENJOYS SPENDING TIME WITH YOU. Whenever you’re feeling DOWN or EXHAUSTED, she’ll take you out for a SWIM. It really helps to put you in a GREAT MOOD.

Like many trolls of your INDIGO CASTE, you live in a CASTLE HIVE. Your hive is situated near a LAKE, where your lusus RESIDES. You live in quite a SECLUDED AREA surrounded by FOREST, and you would prefer to live near the CITY. Sometimes you wish you could punch your PAST SELF for deciding to build your hive in the LEAST PARKOUR-FRIENDLY LOCATION.
You hive is more of a TRAINWRECK than a SUITABLE LIVING LOCATION. Parts of it have FALLEN APART in your shenanigans to build THE PERFECT OPTICAL ILLUSION-ESQUE HIVE, and you haven’t gotten around to FIXING IT. But you’ve at least set up some SHEETS and TARPAULIN to keep out the ELEMENTS. Your RESPITEBLOCK has been untouched by your ARCHITECTURAL ESCAPADES, so you tend to HANG OUT there a lot.

Your trolltag is intricateImpossibility and you zpeakh in a fazt and deliberately khonfuzing manner

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**hurlingPagan** · 09-04-2011, 04:23 AM

A remake of bakedCoward, here ya'll go. This is for Rirfib man.

>Be the fantroll everyone hates now

Whateverrrrrrr man, Its all good.

You are now YGGASH REGROS.

You, like most trolls, have a variety of interests. Unfortunately for everyone else, these interests dilute your judgement when you do them. The constant use of hallucinogens and trollhydrocannabinol oils has made your sober state extreme violent and your drug fueled state extremely calm and friendly. These mood swings make you sad though, so you stay high as much as possible. Skoovz says you have an addiction, but you can stop whenever you want. You just don't want to.

As previously mentioned you are very friendly while high, despite your subjuggulator roots. Most hemoloyalists look at you with disappointment, especially after they learn of your many drug-fueled orgies and sex scandals with lower bloods, but this is a PG-13 environment so you won't go into that. For the grubs man.

Your lusus, a large... thing. Thats how you describe him. He is just a thingy. But anyway, Skoovz is so cool. He talks to you, and even gave you the journal of your ancestor, Duke Finglebottom.

You live in a small shack with a huge yard inbetween two tall buildings in the city, the lights are always on and the door is always open, which is ok because the tall buildings put your hive always in the shade. You let everyone come in, and its all cool. You share your munchies and everything.

You use the bongaxeKind strife specibus and, although you never use it for the axe end of the deal, you sure love that axebong that Finglebottom left with his journal. You use the Mantis Modus, where you just wait for the item to come to you and then you get it.

Your trolltag is bakedCoward and you talk In a really chiiilll manner. Nobody notiiices you untiiilll SOMETHIIING REALLLLLLY FUCKIIING SCARY COMES BY AND iiits gone now. :Dx

**JustAnotherUser** · 09-04-2011, 07:11 AM

>Be the grumpy mechanic
"Hmph. Charming."

You are now Abisto Enxent, a 8.5 Sweep old. You have Goldenrod blood, putting you at one of the lowest Yellows.

You are a very grumpy creature, easily angered. You still try to socialise, but sometimes it doesn't go so well for you thanks to your temperament; you were once involved in a kismesism, but he got culled. You were't particularly torn up by it. You are also a firm believer that actions speak louder than words, and that noises work even better. You are never particularly kind, as per se, but you do find it a lot easier to talk to other gadgeteers. When a person gets past your gruff exterior, however, they usually find an alright, fairly smart guy underneath.

You are an avid and skilled builder of robots and robotics, but you always had trouble finding parts until you struck big, selling a prototype combat robot made from scrapyard junk, sheet metal, a gun and a chainsaw to 'Troll Vs. Machine', the weekly show that is a thinly veiled way to cull lowbloods. It was pretty effective, and they started paying you to build more. However, this means you always have a lot of work to do, and you spend a lot of your earnings on parts so you don't get much money out of it. In your free time, you do a bit of running (at which you are mediocre) and you've FLARPed once a fortnight for three sweeps now (You're pretty good in a fight, but you've yet to find any really cool treasure except for your melee weapon); some people think you're a dweeb, and to be honest, you don't give a damn.

You have a large amount of fighting capabilities; you can use psychic energy to make solid stuff, and there's also your trio of Specibii; blowtorchkind (because you use it a lot and fire is a very effective weapon), stungunkind (for instances where you're trying to get out of a fight) and bladeshieldkind (you stole it from a random chest, and you fell in love with it; it's basically a shield with a sword at the bottom that has a handle on the non-blocking side; you wield it upside-down and go on the defensive a lot). Your fetch modus is Weld; you have to draw a pattern on a sheet of metal to retrieve an item. surrounding it with a circle weaponises it.

Your lusus is a trained jumpingpouchbeast who used to box; you love Kangaroodad, he helps you practise sparring. Your hive is the first floor of a hivestem. While it doesn't let you see much, it's cheap and you have easy bus access.

Your trolltag is inspiredEngineer and Hmph. You aren't the most social, but you're geared up to talk about machinery.

**Weeaboo** · 09-04-2011, 10:29 AM

>Be the seadweller that can only see in shades of blue

YEs, Shyama can onLy sEE in shadEs of bLUE. ProbLEm?

Your name is SHYAMA PASTEL and you are 7.41 SWEEPS OLD. No you do not enjoy FASHION so much that it engrosses your life, you just happen to know what LOOKS GOOD on your body. Which is hard considering you ARE NOT the same size as MOST TROLLS.

You can only see in SHADES OF BLUE. It has been this way ever SINCE YOU CAN REMEMBER. There's no problem with it, but it can GET IN THE WAY. For instance, you are a SEADWELLER, but you cannot see the COLORS of other's so you CAN'T TELL if they're a LOWBLOOD or not. That doesn't PUT YOU DOWN, though, you can still try and PRETEND you know their color. Even if you get WEIRD LOOKS, while doing so.

You have a certain FIXATION WITH GLUE. The way it sticks things together, the way it CAN STOP trolls in their tracks when you USE ENOUGH. There are just so many ways you can DESCRIBE your affection for it. Of course, what kind of SEADWELLER would you be if you didn't try to GLUE FINS to every troll you meet? Not a very GOOD one, at the least. When you try this, you sometimes get RUDE GESTURES and STRANGE LOOKS from everyone.

Your lusus is a GIANT HYDRA. It's long tendrils reach out AND GRAB the other trolls that you bring to it. Sometimes, it LOSES a tendril. When it does, it usually REGENERATES a new one in a few days time. You wish you could do that, but that would be JUST PLAIN SILLY. Either way, you don't really have to FEED YOUR LUSUS that often since it can just as easily CATCH IT'S OWN food.

Your STRIFE SPECIBI is set to WHIPKIND. Your whips are made of YOUR LUSII'S TENDRILS. You just GLUED THEM to a handle for easier use. They REALLY HURT because some of the poison in which your lusus uses IS STILL COLLECTED in the sacks within the tendril. Either way, the POISON sure will cause some paralysis if it seeps into the BLOOD OF YOUR VICTIM.

Your FETCH MODUS is set to HAIRKIND. All of the yours items are KEPT IN YOUR HAIR. It's really CONVENIENT but also INCONVENIENT. You've lost quite a bit of ITEMS in it in the past. Eventually you find them when you BRUSH YOUR HAIR. To obtain something from it, you must RUN YOUR FINGERS through your hair until you find the SHAPE OF THE ITEM that you want.

Your trolltag is stickyVulgaris and Shyama spEaks in thE third pErson a Lot. Shyama aLso capitaLizEs aLL the LEttErs in GLUE.

**InsanicAsu** · 09-04-2011, 09:27 PM

Okay... here we go... I hope everything is fine with this, I've never participated in making fan characters for anything before. ; w ;''' anyway... this is also my first time spriting so I apologize for the awful.

Your name is ELLAIR NINIAN, and yes, you've heard the "ninny" joke several times in your 7.5 sweeps.

Honestly you deserve it. You're a PISS POOR SEADWELLER, you're just glad your lusus can and will take care of himself. Not that you can't fight, you're actually pretty okay at it when you do, you just think its messy and a waste of time. Did you mention it's messy yet? You much prefer staying in your hive, collecting KNICK KNACKS and ART. Well, most of the time you DRAW IT YOURSELF, but you keep pretty much everything you make. You don't have a lot of friends, probably because you AVOID PEOPLE LIKE THE PLAGUE, but you like to talk online a lot.

That’s probably because when you were pretty young… about 3.5 sweeps old, you were out collecting interesting bits of coral with your best buddy when the two of you ran into some older trolls. Needless to say the outcome was not pretty and you swore you had his blood on you for weeks. You haven’t been interested in picking fights or hunting for your lusus since. It’s also put that damper on your social life.

Speaking of your lusus, he is a SEA SERPENT. He's pretty laid back, but sometimes you think he tries to make you fight him on purpose. This also makes you think that maybe he's ashamed of you since you're not vicious like a real seadweller should be, but you just can’t bring yourself to be that kind of troll.

Your strife specibus is wandKind. Most of the time you just point it at people and scream in a tone that could either be considered a battle cry, or a shriek of absolute terror. Most of the time they think you're insane and leave you alone. You've nearly poked someone's eye out with it before, though.

Your fetch modus is pictionary style, since you like to draw so much you managed to work it into your every day life. Some things come out wonky though, which can be frustrating sometimes, but you can always just draw it again.

Your trolltag is fearfulNoisemaker, and you sspeak with an extra "ss"... and long paussess... between thoughtss as if you are... nervouss. and you never use capss unlessss truly distressssed.

Spoiler is for bigger image in the style that I actually draw in.

**Greem** · 09-04-2011, 11:42 PM

>Be the thin-skinned Sea Dweller in need of a strong moirail.
i åm nøt thin skinned yøu çråpøphåge

Your name is AVNIYA ELCHIM, and most other SEA DWELLERS don’t really understand you. This is because even though you feel you're destined to be among the COURTESLAYERS, high-ranking romantic companions to powerful figures in the Alternian military, you’re too scholarly to seem like a good fit for what "jealous outsiders" view as "a glorified prostitute". The truth, however, is that you’ve honed the art of ALTERNIAN VERBOSITHRASHING into such an effective tool that you’re nigh-deadly one-on-one. As the bodies of those who have tried to kill both you and your ADORABLE LUSUS have proven.

As with all Verbosithrashers, you have mastered two strife specibi. The first, the knifekind specibus, is supposed to be used as a thrown weapon, but you have sought to make it your primary melee weapon, at least in part because it's easier to swing or stab a knife in water. The second specibus, also common to the art of the Verbosithrasher, is bookkind, but unlike most of the land-dwellers who learn these arts, you believe that the proper form for a book is that it not be tossed aside lightly, but thrown at your enemy with great force. After all, a little knowledge is a dangerous thing... especially when it's flying at your head. The one art of the Verbosithrasher you never mastered is the use of words to demoralize your opponent, especially since it tends to be your opponent getting your goat instead of the other way around. You have, however, mastered many of the non-combative parts of Verbosithrashing, including the calligraphic arts and the writing of war poetry.

In addition to learning about ancient trolls, their languages, and their beliefs, you are an avid reader of HARLEQUIN BLACK ROMANCES, and long to have a doomed kismesissitude that will provide a tale for the ages. However, you are also prone to losing your CONSIDERABLE TEMPER, and have been known to rush headlong into BOUTS OF HEMOCIDAL RAGE when angered — while you have never acted on these feelings, it has always been tough to restrain yourself from going up on land and simply slaughtering those who have aroused your ire. Despite that, you do desire to have good friends, even if you may need a moirail to help you keep your temper when your friends "slight" or "insult" you too far. You don't start fights when you're outnumbered, usually, although it doesn't help that your thin-skinned demeanor makes it much more likely for you to find deliberate insult or slight where none was meant.

When you aren't filled with unholy hemocidal rage (which is, thankfully, most of the time), you are upbeat and friendly, although you do tend to look down on people whose blood is any lower than blue. It's not that you necessarily think they're stupid or useless or whatever. It's just, it's hard, being nobility. It's hard, and no-one understands. Especially not those lowbloods with their whole resentment of proper authority. You would never admit that at least part of this stems from the fact that your existence is VERY LONELY, especially since all the others of your caste keep trying to kill you all the time, and the jeers and insults (both real and imagined) of everyone else. Secretly, you long for a tender red romance that would help cure this loneliness — a deep red matespritship, none of this "acceptable matespritship" bullshit.

Your lusus is an absolutely adorable sea dragon, who you have named ZHU. You enjoy the fact that your horns resemble her somewhat, and you spend a large portion of your time with her — she’s quite useful at finding books for you, and the habits others have of attacking you has proved quite useful in feeding the beautiful creature. If she were to die, it would most likely BREAK YOUR HEART.

Your trolltag is unboundedVerbosity, and yøu speåk in ån årçhåiç månner. You are around seven and a half sweeps old (a little less than that, but whatever). If you were to ever play a game called Sgrub (which you feel is an absolutely horrible name for a game, but whatever) you would be the Rogue of Doom in the Land of Graves and Thunder.

**Nightcastle** · 09-05-2011, 12:47 AM

>Be the evil, creepy tealblood.

oh, go k|ll yours3lf for say|ng that. you know | could do |t slow3r anyway.

Arcnea: From Arcane.
Shatha: No relevance.

Your name is ARCNEA SHATHA. You are 7.5 Solar sweeps old, and you hate life.

Your INTERESTS are highly varied. You are mostly obsessed with the ARCANE AND GRIMDARK ARTS, and are highly interested in magic, especially anything involving ZOOLOGICALLY DUBIOUS CREATURES. You've got an iGrub that you use to keep track of TROLLIAN, and you have a FUCKTON OF BOOKS ON BLACK MAGIC. They're all the "entertainment" you need. You like to DRAW, even though you're NOWHERE NEAR GOOD at drawing anything but SYMBOLS AND CREATURES. You are what is known as an EVIL BITCH, because of your attitude toward others, and your antisocial personality. You don't normally talk to everyone, especially not those of higher or lower blood. The reason for this is because a group of lowbloods who's names you don't know ran up to you and blinded you with extreme light of some sort one evening. You were winking at someone, and thank god, or else you'd be TOTALLY BLIND.

The VEIL? You wear this to hide the fact your organic eye has been stamped on with heels by a CERTAIN SEADWELLING BITCH. Your robotic eye fuctions perfectly, but you're very shy to show injury. It's weak.

Your MODUS is CHANT. You must recite the correct summoning chant to retrive the item in question. Your STRIFE DECK consists of a very versatile Bladekind. You can use a variety of KNIVES, NEEDLES AND DAGGERS when fighting, because peircing damage is the best kind of damage.

Oh, your LUSUS. Right. You don't really know what she is, but she looks like a Cat of sorts with dark white stripes all over her and a long tail. Oh, what's that? A TIGER? Oh, okay. Tigermom is her name, then. She's very rebellious and violent when angered. However, she's very loving and considerate when calmed.

Your HIVE is COMPLETELY UNDERGROUND, unlike a lot of Troll's hives. A large tunnel downward covered in stairs on the walls leads to two rooms embedded in them. Your RESPITEBLOCK, where you and your lusus sleep, and a STASH ROOM. What's the stash contain?

KITTENS. A SHITLOAD OF KITTENS. ALL HAPPY AND PLAYFUL! KITTEEEEEENS! You have a soft spot for those adorable little creatures, and you love to hug and play with them.

If you had ever played SGrub, you would be known as the SCOURGE OF BLOOD in the LAND OF AURAS AND MOUNTAINS. The consorts of said land would be DARK RED VIPERS who enjoy DESTRUCTION.

Your Trolltag is aspiringNefariousness, and you sp3ak w|th elongat3d |s and thr33s in plac3 of e.

**lightningRecluse** · 09-05-2011, 01:20 AM

>Be the crazed progressive Seadwelling geek.
Ya know none of them things is positive right?
>Fine. Be the respectable President of that one media company.
Thats close enough

You are now TENNMA YOUKIN, and you are an 8.5 sweep old SEADWELLER. Even for a seadweller, your blood is pretty high class. This does not mean however that you like to LORD OVER THE LOWBLOODS. Only when convienent. And you typically only do it to hemoloyalists, just to mess with them, while confronting them with ideas and words that are somewhat anti- hemoloyal. You are not anti-hemoloyal however, you just simply believe that a troll is a troll and there it is. Being a MEDIA PRESIDENT, you firmly believe that there is no way for the world to REGRESS. Any direction that alternia decides to take itself is STAUNCHLY PROGRESSION, and you need to follow and support this PROGRESSION. Not to mention your moirail is a REDBLOOD! But we can get to that later.

As for your interests, you are strangely enamored with FASHION. Not a lot, but enough to sport a SILLY HAT. But you don’t consider it silly, oh no. The scarf that you wear however has far more sentimental value than your hat. Your MOIRAIL made it for you, and you wear it in her memory. She’s not DEAD though, you just feel more comfortable with her around. Another one of your INTERESTS is VIDEO GAMES. And you have to admit, you are damn good at them! You’ve sank a lot of time into your various RPG’s, and how you wish you could replicate the skills of your favorite SWORDSTROLLS. Some of them, so valiant! So BLOODTHIRSTY! You just wish a story like that would pop up on modern day ALTERNIA. But alas. Some of your favorites include the Trolls of _____ series and the Final Troll ____ Series. They seem to complete a lot, but you like the first one better.

As you are a troll of the mediasphere, you can’t help but take a VIDEO CAMERA with you wherever you go, as a method of embarrassing video. Not only is the video entertaining for sweeps to come, but it just lands itself NEATLY upon the ALTERNET. And because of this, you are quite sure that there are more than a few trolls WHO WANT YOUR HEAD ON A PLATTER. But this is okay. Because your FAVORITE thing to do EVER, is STRIFE. You try to at least every day! Whether it’s serious or not, you try to practice your strifing skills quite often, in hopes that you will become as awesome as your RPG SWORDSTROLLS. You are not really close, but that doesn’t stop you from being damn good. Your style of fighting is way too INTRICATE for you to really detail it, but it involves using 3 different blades, or rather sets of blades, and swapping them in the middle of your combo’s.

Which gets us to your strife specibus. REPLICASWORDKIND. It’s very special, and cost you a fortune, which is odd, considering how much it limits your actual use of weapons. The replica blades you choose to use consist of one overlarge BROADSWORD. The kind carried by SPIKY HAIRED EMO TROLLS FROM THE EAST. Two small, black and white keyswords carried by another SPIKY HAIRED EMO TROLL. Both of which are fairly unlikable as characters, but their weapons are cool. And the 3rd being the VALENSBLADE. It is a replica of course, but it belonged to perhaps your favorite heroine in any game ever.

As now is later, let us talk of your romantic interests. You currently have a moirail, which none other than your red-blooded compatriot AYAZME SHAMIA. In fact, she had to convince you to let her be your moirail, through a rather interesting and somewhat sad turn of events. Needless to say she is the reason why you are no longer a hemoloyalist. Your other quadrants remain delectably empty, and you care not about them, spare one. You are ENTHRALLED with the black quadrant. Blackrom is your favorite. You have been in a couple, but all of them have ended with the one on the opposite calling quits because they were tired of getting their asses handed to them. You simply lose yourself when strifing sometimes and well there goes an arm. Needless to say, you are indeed looking for another one, which leads you to be quite the TERRIBLE BLACK FLIRT. You’re certainly not great at it, though you do love antagonizing the HEMOLOYALITS. Their refusal to see that Alternia is changing irritates you somewhat.

And finally we get to the matters of your LUSUS. Your lusus is a HYDRA. And you are so enthused by HYDRADAD that you tend to just follow his advice blindly. That is also another problem you have. If you see somebody that seems to be smarter than you, or you think is better than you in any particular venue, you are quite easily TRICKABLE.

As a somewhat missed sidenote. The reason why you wear SUNGLASSES is because you are BLIND in one eye. But you don’t want ANYBODY to know. No. Nobody! You lost it while strifing with one of your previous kismesis.
All in all, you just enjoy being a high class somewhat hemorebel douchebag. You would disagree with this statement though. Your trolltag is megalomanicHeretic, and Ya type in somewhat broken sentences- with kinda’ a strange accent ta ya words. Your fetch modus is PAPARAZZI. You have to take a picture of a specific random thing to uncaptchalouge an item. For the rarer items, this is a ROYAL PAIN IN THE REAR.

If you were ever to play a silly game, you would be the KNIGHT OF BLADE, in the LAND OF FANTASY AND ABYSS.

**The.Evanescent** · 09-05-2011, 01:20 AM

>Be the would-be inventor
Heeey, I AAAM aaan inveeentor!
>Be the little inventor girl
Weeell, I'm no little girl, but thaaat's good eeenough!

Your name is Victia Keddel, and you are seven sweeps old! You live in a giant castle-like mansion, in a very secluded Alternian hillside. Your lawnring spans almost as far as you can see. The only one other than you that lives in the mansion-hive is your Lusus, Nigel. He's a giant cawbeast, and enjoys repeating all your most embarassing phrases. You deal with him though; he does keep you company. Your room, and in fact your whole hive, is littered with all of your failed inventions; nothing useful, just fun little gadgets. Things that fly, or walk, or roll on their own power. You used to make more dangerous things, but a terrible accident that took one of your old friends, and one of your horns, dissuaded you from such things. To mention inventing, your Fetch Modus; Invent. You gather materials; stone, iron, wood, whatever. And when you carry all the neccessary materials in a secondary Captchalogue deck, the item you want to use is unlocked. Unfortunately, you lose the materials after this. Your Strife Specibus also relates to your inventing habits; Wrenchkind.

If you were to be in a SDRICT session, you would be the Witch of Heat, from the Land of Metal and Steam. The Land is miles and miles of steel scaffolding, with superheated steam jets rising from the ground every now and again. Your consorts would be monkeys, your Denizen Kraken, and you would be a Prospit Dreamer.

You are a light-blue (0087AE) blooded female, your Trolltag is steamyInnovator, and you talk Reeeaaally eeexciteeedly, aaand teeend to yeeell aaalot!

**narcolepticBeanie** · 09-05-2011, 09:29 AM

> Be the delightfully purple troll

Thank you for zaying zo! It IZ the bezt colour!

Your name is ZOLTAC TAQUEL and you are 7 SWEEPS OLD.

You quite noticably have PURPLE BLOOD, this is great as PURPLE is the BEST colour, so you wear a lot of it. You don't really believe in the official hemospectrum. You find Purple the highest, with Blue and Red equalling just below, and everything else falls beneath the awesome that is purple.

You enjoy PARANORMAL INVESTIGATION and hunting down GHOSTS and DEMONS. You hate all ghosts and think they should be put to rest and stop bothering the living. You take your job VERY seriously. On the side you also COLLECT BEANIE LIZARDS, your favourite one, being purple of course comes along with you everywhere. His name is BOOTY and his safety is your number one concern.

You are quite IMMATURE and HYPERACTIVE for a troll of your age and do not like listening to details, you prefer action and ADVENTURE here and now. Despite this nature, you have a problem with NARCOLEPSY. You are in complete denial about this however, you have no sleep problems and people are stupid for thinking so, but just to be safe, you drink HOT TEA which seems to help.

You live next to the OCEAN under a CLIFF prone to AVALANCHES in your STONE HIVE. Your lusus, a GIANT LIZARD needs these brisk conditions to survive. Due to this you have to wrap up warm in your awesome purple GLOVES and SCARF. You don't get many visitor, however FLARPERS enjoy damaging your home and playing nearby due to the conditions and location. You HATE flarpers, which is why you're happy to feed their dead bodies to your lusus when they go and kill themselves. It works for you and cleans up the area.

Your Trolltag is narcolepticBeanie and your speech Zzz... tendz to zimulate the znoring you do nekzt to all the time when you zleep.

If you were to play Sgrub you would definately end up in the LAND OF TEA AND GHOSTS as the MAGE OF LIFE. Your MODUS and STRIFE SPECIBUS are one and the same, your MAGIC CANE, it stores your items, sucks up ghosts and unleashes blasts. However it also unleashes your items onto an IMPS face so that is no fun! With your title you have the ability to not die whilst HOLDING your cane, but when your HP hits ZERO and you let go. You're a goner. You love the moon of DERSE, However you are cursed to be a PROSPIT dreamer!

General Information
Name = Zoltac Taquel
Trolltag = narcolepticBeanie
Blood/Text = Purple
Age = 7 Sweeps
Quirk = Sss sounds are replaced with a Z (S and sometimes C) and X is replaced with KZ. All sentences are preceded with a "Zzz..."
Strife Specibus = Canekind
Fetch Modus = CaneModus - Sucks items up. Shoots them back out. Or a lazerbeam. Or a ghost.
SGRUB Title/Land: Land of Tea and Ghosts
Title: MAGE OF LIFE
Moon: PROSPIT

**PriffyViole** · 09-05-2011, 11:36 AM

narcolepticBeanie, this troll should be in a cartoon.

**adamantRevolutionary** · 09-05-2011, 02:13 PM

Have a redo of one of my Trolls. :3

> BE THE PATRIOTIC PUGULIST

Your name is ZINADA PORTOV, and you are something of a FITNESS BUFF - you spend most of your time disciplining your mind and body for the day you're drafted into the Fleet. You're especially fond of BAREKNUCKLE BRAWLING, although the opportunity rarely presents itself for you to have a suitable opponent. Some might call your sport of interest nothing more than an exercise in brutality, but you believe that underneath the bone-shattering punches it's a competition of strategy. Your appearance betrays your true skill, however, as you stand shorter and leaner than most other Trolls. You prize precision over brute strength, utilizing well-placed and crippling blows instead of a flurry of wasted aggression.

You are also a noted CLEAN FREAK. Your Hive is consistently spotless and all your possessions obsessively organized. While you aren't afraid of dirt and grime, the mere thought of uncleanliness sends shivers down your spine. You'll get dirty if you absolutely must, and even then you can't turn your thoughts from getting clean for one second. You practice good hygiene several times at night, from cleaning your fangs after every meal to washing extensively after awaking from your recuperacoon. You don't invite many guests nor stay at other's Hives often because you can't decide which is worse - someone filthy unintentionally polluting your hive, or being trapped in another's cesspool of filth and grime. Your appearance is rather PLAIN for a highblood - you forsake a flashy visage for unassuming garments that compliment an active lifestyle. If others didn't know your blood color beforehand, they'd assume you to be a lowblood by your unremarkable choice in the quality of your clothing alone. Where others wear expensive jewelry and makeup to compliment their high caste, you forsake both and dress with a very minimalist air. You USED to enjoy such things, but you stopped wearing both to make Fleet transition easier. Your young-adult life has been entirely focused on military service, as you believe there isn't anything greater than serving the Empire and spreading it's intergalactic borders. Your pride in Alternia teeters on outright zealotry, and you are quick to put anyone in their place if they disagree with your ideals. Your sense of LOYALTY doesn't just extend to your planet, however - you are ferociously protective of those you care about, and quick to make sacrifices for their well being.

Others describe you as BY-THE-BOOK and AUTHORITATIVE, but that's only because you know what's best for everyone else and they don't. If everyone would just follow the rules and accept their place in society, you wouldn't need to be so overbearing all the time. Admittedly, you are rather NO-NONSENSE, but you must be in order to retain your legitimacy as a LEADER. Others won't be willing to follow you if they don't respect you, and they won't respect you unless you put yourself above them. You don't necessarily flaunt the belief that you're superior to others - your tone and attitude already express it for you.

Your trolltag is regulationCaliber, and ;your words are conciIise and to the poiIint, wiIith any margiIin for error falliIing solely on the reciIipiIient;

tl;dr

**ArgentGuy** · 09-05-2011, 03:29 PM

==> Be the socially inept troll.

That'sss not very nicssse.

Your name is Nagdra Coatlx. You are SEVEN SWEEPS OLD. You don't really GET OUT MUCH since you live ON AN ISLAND. It’s easier just to STAY IN YOUR LAB and do ALL KINDS OF ALCHEMY. Sometimes it gets LONELY, but that doesn’t bother you TOO MUCH.

You also have a VARIETY of OTHER INTERESTS. You enjoy READING and learning about the SCIENTIFIC ADVANCES of FAMOUS TROLL SCIENTISTS. You look up to them like ROLE MODELS. Brilliant, huge think panned role models. Admittedly, your POTIONS have nothing to do with ANY OF THEIR RESEARCH. But, that’s BESIDES THE POINT. You’re obsessed with PROVING YOURSELF for NUMEROUS REASONS, but aren’t really sure about HOW TO DO IT.

You only FLARP on OCCASION. This is due to the fact that you ACCIDENTALLY made a small REPUTATION for yourself by killing a GNARLY TROLL. This incident combined with A SLEW OF NIGHTMARES made you feel UNDESERVING OF YOUR MISERABLE LIFE. So, you make sure to go out and KILL SOME PEERS every once in a while because that is what you think GOOD TROLLS DO. You also FLARP for INGREDIENTS. Your FLARP PERSONA is NESTORAS DARDANOS.

You are INTELLIGENT, yet TERRIBLY NEAR-SIGHTED. Your GLASSES take care of most of the problem but without them you're EFFECTIVELY BLIND. You’re working on a TOP SECRET PROJECT to help you get around WITHOUT THEM.

You are a BLUEBLOOD. The HEMOSPECTRUM is just another part of life on ALTERNIA; something to ACKNOWLEDGE, but you’re too much of a PUSHOVER to push ANYONE ELSE around.

Your sylladex uses a BEAKER MODUS in order to test your CHEMISTRY KNOWLEDGE.

Your strife specibus is SYRINGEKIND. You used to utilized SCALPELKIND back when you wanted to join the ranks of the MEDICINERATORS and help repair battle wounded trolls on the fronts of war, before you took a turn for the personal distribution of death.

Your lusus is a GIGANTIC, TERRIFYING COBRA. Luckily, digesting its MEALS takes a LONG TIME, so not too much to worry about there.

Your trolltag is narcissisticElapidae and You type like you're conssstantly hisssing, and like to ssshov-v off your fangsss v-vhile demonssstrating precsssissse punctuation.

**CannibalPieChan** · 09-06-2011, 08:41 PM

==>Be the one who lives in her closet.
==>You mean that literally, not figuratively.

i am enjoying myself jus+ fine in my close+. please leave me alone.

Your name is LESCOT VEIDID. You are almost 8 sweeps old. You are the average CITY TROLL, though you don't go outside all that often. Your lusus is what humans would call an ARMADILLO. He's usually curled into his BALL form, which you like to play with.

Your symbol is the latin letter PI. Do to this you are obsessed with CIRCLES and TRIGONOMETRY. You are a very introverted person, spending most of your time in your CLOSET laying VIDEO GAMES and solving TRIGONOMETRY PROBLEMS. You do try to catch the disease FRIENDSHIP, but it often leaves you feeling shy. Your hands tend to SWEAT when you get nervous, which is usually around anyone other than your lusus.

Your blood color is sort of OLIVE. Your strife specibi are RINGKIND (you have two), and you are the MAGE OF MATH. Your land is THE LAND OF RINGS AND TAPIRS.

Your troll tag is circleArithmetic and you +end +o ignore punc+ua+ion excep+ periods and replace all +s wi+h plus signs.

**Teslamagnetic Integration** · 09-06-2011, 10:35 PM

It's high time this guy got a profile and started being something other than a piece of boredom.

>Be the pyro greenblood

You are now ATRIEL VAKAMA. You are only 7.5 sweeps old, but others often mistake you as much, much younger.

You are, more or less, a sociopath. You do not care about others, nor do you care about their feelings or how it affects both them and you. In fact, you rarely care about anything. Well, anything except for quadrants. Though, due to the fact that you seem to be an emotionless droll most of the time, many people don't realize when you make attempts to address quadrants. But, in the end, you don't really care, as death is something you've grown unfeeling towards. However, it is extremely common that people often mistake your blood color for being brown, and treat you like shit for it. But then again, you couldn't care less.

You have a psychic power, and that is the terrifying power of fire. Often times you can, at any point, sprout flames from a part of your body, and spred it by touch; though only by touch, unless it already has spread from an object previously touched. The flames can easily grow hot enough to act like a shield for you, incinerating things like chairs or burning anyone who tries to strike you alive. Speaking of which, those flames burn hot enough to quickly reduce its charge to cinders within minutes. Of course, it can't be spread all around like all those lucky fire-users. You're stuck with a concentrated, but isolated flame. Tough luck there.You do, however, carry around a chemical that changes the fire's color to both purple and black flames. An aesthetic choice on your behalf, because all the other colors are simply boring to you.

You do not have many interests, but you do love anything ethereal. Be it myths, stories about creatures, or even just staring into fire and imagining something is alive inside of it. Generally because you often wish to escape reality's boring clutches, even though that isn't possible.

You are an entirely passive troll, and only will ever get aggressive when angered. Granted that usually follows with furious flames, but then again, what wouldn't?

Your lusus, however, is a hyperactive beetle that is even smaller than you are, and loves to climb around on everything. You would carry him around with you, but that runs a risk of burning him, and you can't have that now can you? You do love him though, even if you have trouble showing it.

Your fetch modus is the TABLE modus, in which everything is categorized by type and fits in it; though only one fits in a slot at a time. Your strife specibus is the axeKind, though you never use it thanks to your powers.

Your trolltag is propheticApostate, and you teNd to AcceNtUAte the flAMes iN yoUr Words.

**InsanicAsu** · 09-07-2011, 04:48 PM

Your name is DAEMIC GRUNDE, and you are 7.5 sweeps old.

You are pretty average, you think. You enjoy FRIVOLOUS THINGS like singing and, and you think you’re pretty darn good at it, but for some reason everyone vacates the premises whenever you start. It’s their loss; they can’t enjoy the unique music genre of bleating. You also enjoy HIKING, since it keeps you in shape and you kind of have to like it anyway since your hive is located on top of a particularly large, steep hill.

The only hint of a psychic ability you have is that you occasionally pick up on the emotions of others. And really, that only happens when they’re a particularly strong emotion, or you’re concentrating really hard. You don’t like to do it on purpose though, you’re pretty sure you get embarrassing expressions from all that concentrating.

Your lusus is a Ram, and he can be pretty… obnoxious. There’s only so much head butting a troll can take before enough is enough, right? He’s okay aside from that, feeding him is easy enough anyway. And, he taught you everything you know about singing. Your neighbor, who thinks you’re her kismesis, insists that no one wants to hear you sing because your Ramdad only taught you how to bleat and it grates on everyone else’s ears. You think she’s just being foul because you don’t want to be her kismesis.

Your Fetch Modus is Jenga style, you’ve got to be careful about what you’re pulling out, otherwise everything will just fall all over the place. That really ticks you off, especially if it happens in public. You should really consider getting a better method.

Your Strife Specibus is gloveKind. Between hiking and having to fight off your lusus during one of his head butting moods, you’ve gotten pretty good upper body strength, so you prefer to fight up close and personal rather than at a distance.

Your trolltag is quietMuse, reflecting that when you speak you’re rather quiet~ as well as your interest in singing~

Spoiler is for how I normally draw him:

**madBrewski** · 09-07-2011, 05:16 PM

>Be the Smokey Bear wanna-be

hahahahahA! +hat'S pre++Y funnY!

Your name is OZIGIN APADEL.

You are one CHILL, yet borderline CRAZY brother. Maybe its the LACK OF PUPALS or perhaps the HALF BURNT FACE that deems you the title of LUNATIC, but underneath it all you are a caring guy who would never hurt a fly. As long as the fly stays far, far a way and wasn't on FIRE, that is. You are part of a CULT of ROWDY AND CAPRICIOUS MINSTRELS who will one day live on a UTOPIAN PLANET. For right now, though, you scour the universe in your own DELEVERY POD.

Unlike most of the CULT, however, you believe the only way to such enlightenment is through the destruction of all things UNHOLY. And by all things UNHOLY, you mean FIRE. Due to a fire juggling accident when you were younger, you have BURNT half of your face, making you AFRAID OF FIRE. Any time you see one of those horrid flickering flames you panic and put it out as fast as possible! A universe without FIRE and BRIMSTONE is a good one. Your number one goal in life is to ERADICATE ALL FIRE!

One thing that CHILLS you out is your HARP. You are actually pretty DECENT at playing it, unlike your juggling “talent”. You have to keep your NAILS LONG so the strings are easier to pluck, plus, they make for a good weapon. You hope to one day become the BEST HARP PLAYER IN ALL OF THE UNIVERSE, but for right now you are stuck delivering SINGING TELEGRAMS throughout space.

Your trolltag is whimsicalScolopendra and you grun+ ou+ everY worD tO ge+ youR poin+ a+. |Bo)

OTHER:
Screen name: whimsicalScolopendra
Age: 12 sweeps
Gender: Male
Title: Bard of Time
Strife Specibi: Nails kind
Fetch Modus: Miracle mellody
Planet: Land of Alternate Timelines and Telephones (AT&T)
Blood: Indigo
Lusus: Amazonian giant centipede
Ancestor: Leader of the Subjugglators Calvary (no name yet)

**Mythee** · 09-07-2011, 05:37 PM

(I'm missing the Disgaea-style sprite durnit! )
Brass armor for special occasions. xD

Spoiler for Hero Mode and stufffff!!

> Your name is ZAISHA WOTHOG.

  Most notably you are always clad in SPIKES AND ARMOR. People may think this is because you are VIOLENTLY STRONG, but it is actually a defensive habit against the attempts made by troll and beast on your CHOCOLATE FLAVORED BLOOD. The frequent blood loss this entails has made you NOTICEABLY WOBBLY and TYPICALLY TIRED. Despite this you have some INTERESTS, among which a fascination for all things EXTREME. You also enjoy THE SKILLFUL EMPLOY OF BAGS AND POCKETS, cumbersome primitive carrying devices nonetheless more practical than DIFFICULT FETCH MODI. Your X-RAY VISION allows easy search of their contents.

You tend to FORGET ABOUT ANYTHING not immediately on hand, causing a compulsion to CARRY THINGS. If there are no THINGS, you will settle for PEOPLE. Sometimes, to be EXTREME, you will try to LIFT AS MANY THINGS AND/OR PEOPLE AS POSSIBLE, which due to aforementioned WOBBLINESS always results in grievous injury to yourself and/or other persons. When this happens, you try to make the victim's recovery EXTREME. More like torture, really.

 Your trolltag is XtendedYawn and your typing can be Rat^her pr^ickl^y and y^ou X^ercise the let^ter X wh^ere it sh^ouldn't X^ist... w^hy we^re we X^plaining thi^s agai^n

Steampunk version.

(I'm missing the Disgaea-style sprite durnit! )
Brass armor. Not gold. Gold armor would be completely useless. Gold is very soft. xD

Spoiler for Steampunk'd hero mode!

> Your name is ◐ ZAISHA WOTHOG.

  Most notably you are always clad in SPIKES AND ARMOR. People may think this is because you are VIOLENTLY STRONG... or you wish they did. Even though your physical strength is no joke (you like to make use of this with your clumsy and somewhat disastrous choice of strife specibus, namely a wrecking ball), most make the mistaken assumption that your eyes are set on a future career as a BRASH-ARMORED FLOGGATEKEEPER. You hate the mere mention of such an un-XTREME job. But the truth is even less XTREME, as the armor is (embarrassing non-closely-guarded secret) actually a defensive habit against the attempts made by troll and beast on your CHOCOLATE FLAVORED BLOOD. The frequent blood loss this entails has made you NOTICEABLY WOBBLY and TYPICALLY TIRED, prone to having ill-timed moments of wavering strength and, uh, balance.

Despite this you have not fallen off any airships or tall towers, (oh wait, there have been a few incidents) and have some INTERESTS, among which a fascination for all things EXTREME. You also enjoy THE SKILLFUL EMPLOY OF BAGS AND POCKETS, cumbersome primitive carrying devices nonetheless more practical than DIFFICULT FETCH MODI. Even though you covet them for their soft fabric, variety of shapes, spacious pockets and sparkling zippers and marvellous PORTABLE properties, they also serve as your escape from that terrible BLOODBANK FETCH MODUS of yours. You have no blood to spare to withdraw items via its vampiric shenanigans. Besides, your X-RAY VISION allows easy search of bag contents.

Another effect of your fatigue is that you tend to FORGET ABOUT ANYTHING not immediately on hand, causing a compulsion to CARRY THINGS. If there are no THINGS, you will settle for PEOPLE. Sometimes, to be EXTREME, you will try to LIFT AS MANY THINGS AND/OR PEOPLE AS POSSIBLE, which due to aforementioned WOBBLINESS always results in grievous injury to yourself and/or other persons. When this happens, you try to make the victim's recovery EXTREME. More like torture, really.

 Your trolltag is xtendedYawn and your typing can be Rat^her pr^ickl^y and y^ou X^ercise the let^ter X wh^ere it sh^ouldn't X^ist... w^hy we^re we X^plaining thi^s agai^n

Ingame you are referred to as the Guard of Blood. Somehow or other the title ticks you off just a little and is also somewhat depressing. Alas. :(

**CannibalPieChan** · 09-07-2011, 06:35 PM

==> Be the stuck-up troll.

Your name is DULERA BASSUS. You are currently 7 sweeps old. You are the lowest tier of seadweller, but that doesn't stop you from being STUCK UP and BRATTY. You think you're a better person than everyone around you and you love to hurt others. That's what you're supposed to love, isn't it?

Your lusus is a BASS. You love him very much and you don't want him to ever leave you.

You are the MAID OF MUSIC and your strife specibus is CELLOBOWKIND. You have to specify is as CELLOBOWKIND because BOWKIND implies you use a bow and arrow. You prefer to whack people with a cello bow than to shooting them.

You've lived all your life being pampered and adored by your lusus, so you don't know much about HUMILITY.

If you were to suddenly encounter a game, such as SGRUB, your land would be the LAND OF PILLARS AND PARROTS.

You troll tag is murderousMelody and you tend to type in a manner that ):auses you to look down on other trolls.

((should I consolidate these posts? Sorry if it takes up room ): ))

**Cliff_Racer** · 09-08-2011, 12:18 AM

Uristi Armoke, "Uristi Armoke", Fishertroll

He is pudgy. He is short. His long sideburns are neatly combed. His medium beard is neatly combed. He is bald. His skin is lighter, a result of his cave adaptation. He has high cheekbones. His horns emulate his symbol, which is a human ampersand with a slash through it.

His symbol represents a sword getting stuck in the wound of Demon.

Uristi Armoke likes gold, silver, petrified wood, bauxite, adamantium, giant cave spider silk, the color blood red, cowbeasts for their haunting moos, fishing for the relaxing atmosphere and plump helmet mushrooms for their color. When possible, he prefers to eat cave cheese and drink rum. He believes in a blood god.

He seems to be cheerful most of the time. He does not have great aesthetic sensitivity. He admires tradition. He is candid and sincere in dealings with others. He is confident. He scratches his nose when he is thinking.

He needs alcohol to get through the working day.

His trolltag is ambusherEnraged and he emphAsizes his Five FAvorite letters, AnD hAs A WAy oF noting quAlity oF -tHiNgs-.

His lusus is known as a Giant Cave Swallow. It is not a creature to be crossed.

**Strider** · 09-08-2011, 05:34 PM

Here. Have another one of my shitty creations.

Your name is Judexa Advoci.

You live on the plains. Your hive is a tower with an open platform on the roof accessible via a set of stairs with a commanding view as far as the eye can see. A fitting residence for one who would enforce, protect, and keep the laws.

Speaking of the law, you have a considerable interest in it. You have spent your whole life studying it, devoted the majority of your life learning its every facet, all so that you can one day attain your one true desire. To sit in judgement over your fellow trolls in such a manner as dictated by the laws set forth by previous generations. Well, at least you are learning as much as you can with the time that you have. You have a lot more material to memorize before you are ready for what it is you wish to attain. Then again, it is an impossible dream despite what you would like to think. You would have to become an extremely good Legislacerator before aiming for that job anyway.

You are an Indigo Blood, the highest color on the Hemospectrum that is relegated to land dwellers. Your Lusus tells you that you were obviously predestined for the spot on the Hemospectrum you now have. You personally don't believe in Destiny, or fate for that matter, but you don't argue with your Lusus for...various reasons....

That said, your Lusus is a Giant Eagle. You don't fly around on it though. Transportation is what vehicles are for, and it's not like you can't afford it. Your Lusus can be very Insistent on the things that it teaches you though. The last time you argued with it, it flew you a few hundred feet into the air with the intent to drop you unless you relented in your disagreement.

You stand at six feet ten inches, the tallest motherfucker you know of. Your skin is gray, you Eyes yellow, your pupils and hair black. You wear all black, and your robes are that of the profession you aspire to attain as His Honorable Tyranny. Of course, it is said that His Honorable Tyrrany does not wear clothing, but you do feel that this outfit you wear on a daily basis is much more appropriate to a troll of your standing anyway. You are not entirely sure why you are so tall. You mean, come on. You wanted to be taller then most, which is why you took all those growth supplements from a young age in the first place, both natural and otherwise. You stopped once you attained six foot five, but you just kept on growing until several more inches were added on. It is actually quite silly when you stop to think on it.

You enjoy watching anything having to do with the law. This includes reading and anything music or video game related. That is not to say that you do not enjoy other things from time to time. You just don't pay as much attention to them. That said, you like exercising, going on walks, and watching various films. You also tend to have a rather healthy diet, eating less meat and more fruits and vegetables. You intend to live a long life, after all.

Your ancestor was, in your opinion, the greatest Arbiter of Judgement to ever live, and you hope to one day be as great as him. Then again, you have a rather skewed view on that, partially since you do not know what others were like in the field that your ancestor was employed in, which was being a Legislacerator. He actually said something about being disappointed when he found out that he would be unable to achieve the same dream you have, but you refuse to listen to that and continue with your preparations for your eventual (self deluded) appointment to a place of judgement. Oh, and your ancestor was called Arbitera Judgerra.

Your Strife Specibus is Hammerkind. Within is your Gavel, a Sledgehammer, and the favored weapon of your Ancestor, The Ban Hammer with which is used to Ban others from existence. At least, that's what you call it. It's really just used for Culling, although that's only if there is a serious enough breach in the law to warrant such action. You are also a Hemoloyalist, but not the the point where you are a complete ass about it. If nothing else, you strive to be as polite as possible when speaking to someone. However, being a Hemoloyalist comes with the mandate of showing varying amounts of politeness, so you only do as much as you can reasonably get away with in cases where you are speaking with lowbloods, and where highbloods are concerned, you make sure to show more politeness then you usually would so as to make sure you do not offend.

When speaking, ===[] you always refer to yourself as This Tribunal, and This Tribunal shall not tolerate any breaches of the laws set forth by those wiser then This Tribunal.

**leonicReaper** · 09-08-2011, 08:36 PM

>Be the REPOST OF PREVIOUSLY POSTED TROLLS for the sake of ROLEPLAYING AND GENERAL TOMFOOLERY.

Your name is LINWOR ELTANN.

You are, by nature, absolutely DEPLORABLE when it comes to making wise decisions and using good judgment. Luckily, your judgment is not often tried, as your castle-hive is located on the beach of a lake in the middle of a forest and relatively far from the nearest cluster of communal hive stems. For much of your life, your only real motivation came in the form of a need to feed your DRAGON LUSUS, but as of late its REOCCURRING DEEP SLUMBERS have driven you to do much more drastic things in hopes that it would WAKE. Among these drastic behaviors are such things as adopting COLORFUL EXPLOSIVES as weapons, attempting to BREATHE UNDERWATER (unsuccessfully, but luckily you were close to the shore,) and attempting to PROVE YOURSELF, believing that only by displaying your POWER would your lusus reawaken. Like many indigobloods, you set out on the path as a SUBJUGGLATOR, albeit blindly, in hopes that killing LOWBLOODS would earn you the respect you deemed necessary.

Of course, it did not go well, and it ended rather abruptly with a loss to your KISMESIS wherein you - rather stupidly, even if it was accidental - set off explosives on yourself. Luckily, the shame of losing to your own weapons and the force of the blast was enough to bring you to your senses and you gave up on trying to be something that you ARE NOT.

Your once-kismesis saw something PITIFUL in you, and semi-reluctantly helped you regain your strength. The two of you became MATESPRITS in the end, which, while you enjoy his company, has brought about a new predicament: you now spend so much time with LOWBLOODS that the highbloods that know you tend to look down upon you, and you even consider yourself more of a lowblood than anything. Such a view of yourself tends to bring you TROUBLE when dealing with social situations, as most trolls who you interact with tend to treat you as a HIGHBLOOD, which you are not used to and certainly not comfortable with.

You are pretty LAID-BACK, and your forest habitation has nurtured within you an interest in TREES. You collect COLORFUL ROUND THINGS, especially ones that resemble ACORNS. You are proud of your PHYSICAL STRENGTH and your HORNS, but you hate your EYES, which you think look dumb. You are a bit VAIN on the inside, but you try to see PERSONALITY in others, as opposed to LOOKS.

Your STRIFE SPECIBUS is explosiveKind, your blood is indigo, and you speak with great Charisma and capitalization of Nouns, AND LET your voice CRACK a LITTLE BIT WHEN you ARE really ANGRY like IT USED TO. Your trolltag is wyrmlingTaoist and in the event that you were to play some sort of reality-warping video game, your title would be the Knight of Wood.

Your name is FENHAN PETRUS.

You consider yourself to be a QUICK BASTARD, both physically and mentally, although you are only a tad bit smarter than most and your physical speed is accentuated by your fairly weak psychic abilities. You are a bit of a NEAT FREAK and hate to get messy, so your respiteblock in your COMMUNAL HIVE STEM is neatly organized and always the very image of cleanliness. You can't seem to tame your fluffy HAIR, but you keep it from being too greasy. You hate the COLD, so you're always huddled in a thick shirt or your pile of FEATHERS which you collect (but your collection is in a neat pile near your recuperacoon, you could never let it fly all over the place!) Your lusus is a FEATHERBEAST with gaudy plumage, who you have installed a perch for on the outside of your part of the hive stem. It's only ever awake during the hot daylight hours, though, so its involvement in your life is pretty marginal.

You are a friend to many a LOWBLOOD like yourself, including your brownblood moirail Imalia, who keeps you out of trouble with HIGHBLOODS and yet tends to drag you to rural and dangerous landscapes, much to your chagrin. It's far too easy to get messy when you're in the country, especially when you're in the part covered in underbrush and crawling with BEASTS. There are moments when she fails to dissuade you from doing something COCKY, such as taking on the challenge of a raging INDIGOBLOOD who you grew to HATE RELENTLESSLY. Your kismestitude was short-lived, however, as in a particularly nasty scrape, he stupidly dropped his own explosives and made a mess of himself. You simply could NOT leave such a mess lying around, especially one that had anything at all to do with you - so you helped him to be LESS OF A HOT MESS and more of a respectable troll. He turned out not to be such a bad guy, and the two of you hit it off. His constant presence brings SECURITY to all of your friends, but you're pretty sure that he's grown into something of a SAPPY WRIGGLER in the presence of other highbloods, so you always consider the possibility that you will have to FEND FOR YOURSELF.

You are RESERVED and COCKY to those who you do not know personally, keeping to yourself for the most part, and giving a few slightly snide remarks at things you dislike. Generally you are smart enough not to get yourself into too deep of trouble, but sometimes you CAN'T HELP IT. Around allies, though, you soften your demeanor and are notably WARM and PLEASANT. Once a troll passes your test of their PERSONALITY, you open up to them rather quickly. You value your SPEED and your MENTAL PROWESS, but you aren't really one to BRAG.

Your STRIFE SPECIBUS is shortbladeKind, your blood is yellow, and you speak
quickly and
choppily
and
don't use commas
all that much.

Your trolltag is purgatoricRebirth and in the event that you were to play some sort of reality-warping video game, your title would be the Page of Flame.

**Renegade Electron** · 09-09-2011, 04:03 PM

This is a repost of Chembe Waspan. I'm also changing his trolltag, so could you remove renegadeElectron and replace it with randomExperiments?

You work on memorizing the PERIODIC TABLE OF ALTERNIAN ELEMENTS, and you like mixing CHEMICALS in the SMALL LABORATORY you have built up. Mainly you make combinations that EXPLODE. You think it's probably because of your MILE-WIDE IMPULSIVE STREAK. You've tried to be PATIENT and CAREFUL, to make ACTUALLY USEFUL THINGS, but you end up getting BORED and making EXPLOSIONS. As a BLUEBLOOD, you are fairly WEALTHY, but you spend a lot of your CAEGARS on FRIVOLOUS IMPULSE BUYS. You also buy more CHEMICALS, but that's usually when you're RUNNING LOW.

You have other INTERESTS, though. Like GAMING! It's really a dangerous HOBBY because you're a RISK-TAKER, but GAMES really hold your interest and keep you from making things EXPLODE. LIVE-ACTION GAMES like FLARP are your favorite, but you also like others. In particular, TABLETOP GAMES and WIDE OPEN SANDBOX GAMES, because your characters can do all kinds of CRAZY THINGS! (Mainly they end up dead. Oops.) PLOT-HEAVY VIDEO GAMES rarely hold your interest, though. Another interest of yours is the ancient language of TROLLATIN. You see it as another sort of GAME, to learn more WORDS or weirder WORDS than your friends. If not for the GAME ASPECT, you probably would have given up on TROLLATIN long ago.

You also like TROLLATIN because it sounds SCIENCEY.

You try to be AMIABLE at all times, but you have a MORBID SIDE that occasionally shines through. One of the MORE COMMON uses of said MORBIDITY is to come up with CREATIVE INSULTS for PEOPLE YOU DISLIKE. They are the exception to your normal DEMEANOR.

Your trolltag is randomExperiments and you /mix your words in test tubes\~~~

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