Arcanasealed(Sgrub)(OOC)

[Buse]

The arcana is the mean by which all is revealed...

Alternia is a quiet place. It's routine is almost the same: Culling, mauling, burning. Most trolls do this.
But one day, one of them decided to change things... break the ice. In one of his cullings, he found a game-grub... doing some searching, he finally found out that it was a multiplayer game, meaning he needed a team to play it.
Not aware of any possible danger, he started rounding a team of random trolls over Trollian... why's that?
A hunch. And most of all, the fun.
With that in mind, he willingly made what would be his life's largest gamble.[/CENTER]

-- doubleGunslinger [DG] began pestering you [YOU] at 7:21 --
[07:21] DG: HΩwdy there, pardner.

So yeah, new Sgrub team. This one will have the characters represented by the 21 major arcanas.(Ok, actually there's 22, but The World is too overpowered to be a troll, and it already has a meaning itself.) If you ever played any of the Persona series, you probably have at least a slight grasp of this all. If not, well, I'm going to explain it anyways.

0.The Fool: Yunato Nagita - NeonProdigy
The Fool. A free-spirit, a wanderer. But can also be viewed as the beginning. As the number 0, it is nothing in itself, but at the same time has infinite possibilities.
1. The Magician: Antipo Lemnis - Fusilier
Action and initiative. The master of manifestation, of his environment. But at the same time, can represent a power not yet matured, immaturity if I may.
2. The Priestess: Bahari Navale - Stinatron
Protector of secrets and mystery, contemplation and inner knowledge... while The Magician calls for power, The Priestess is more turned to wisdom.
3. The Empress.: Elizan Shukra - NeonProdigy
The great mother, and the life it brings. It is the source from where all things grow. Very likely to be the ____ of Space.
4. The Emperor: Flynnt Lewest - Buse
The father, the leader. Protector of his people, and also the decision-maker.
5. The Hierophant: Ignius Greeph - cinchal
Formality and knowledge. The teacher, the moral center of his group. Moral principles, traditional values, formality and knowledge. May also stand for religion.
6. The Lovers: Karuna Gapero - EightBlade
Choice, consciousness. The conflicting forces of attraction and opposition.
7. The Chariot: CIRRIN RUNFAR - Blank
Victory, even if just momentary. Also movement, change, intention and direction. Always moving, never stopping.
8. Strength: Cucali Pasine - PepperedFox
Passion, inner courage, but at the same time, self-control. Power with reason, one may say.
9. The Hermit: Tursun Kairos - MrCreazil
Mostly recluse, finding wisdom in solitude. The search for answers deep inside one's own heart.
10. Fortune: Seiska Onnena - jemp
The wheel of fate. Fortune, cycles, destiny, chances, and the opportunities that come with it... it is all in this card's range.
11. Justice: Cephus Stenek - PepperedFox
Justice, equality, and balance. The knowledge of right and wrong.
12. The Hanged Man: Jules Ampiter - MeiMei
It represents mostly personal sacrifice, although the individual's inability to take action may come into play.
13. Death: Siskus Avarro - Palmu
Spiritual death. The Death in itself is not an end, but a beginning. Out with the old, in with the new... this card does not represent the ending, but just a transformation.
14. Temperance: Kateia Sophro - Zylvera
Balancing of opposites, moderation.Opening his eyes to the world allows the individual to grow...
15. The Devil: Kasmir Djavol - awesomeIncarnate
The darker side of everyone's nature, the shadow self. It represents temptation.
16. The Tower: The Machine(Mal) - uncannyUroboros
Collapse. Everything falls apart, at a great and sudden change. Everything falling apart, mainly beliefs. Purposeful cleansing, even when it means destruction.
17. The Star: Tiarna Chebit - LandofFantrolls
Hope, healing, guidance and recovery. The opposite of The Tower: The Star represents hope and joy, bringing a blissful and serene calm.
18. The Moon: Solena Lumiar - acrylicArsenal
Not everything is at it seems. Illusions and facades are brought by The Moon, which may strike deception and/or fear onto others as they learn of The Moon's true self.
19. The Sun: Lunaro Celesi - acrylicArsenal
A bright future. The life source, illumination and enlightenment, shining upon the others.
20. Judgement: Elpiza Iudico - uncannyUroboros
Rite of passage where one must pay the price of his past actions, entering a new level of consciousness. It awaits the heroes on the end of their Journey, as they look back on the path they traveled.
21. The World *NOT AVAILABLE
Completion. The beginning and the end, the cycles of life. The individual's full awareness of it's place in the world.

*Arcanas with a "*" after them are reserved. If not confirmed within one week, they become free of use.

So yeah. Feel free to sign up.

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The Fool:

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>[S]Be everyone's Auspistice



>[Greetings.]

General:
You are YUNATO NAGITA, and you are SIX SWEEPS OLD. You consider yourself to be a very CALM AND LEVELHEADED troll, and you are infected with the horrible Troll-Disease of EMPATHY. Where other trolls bicker, you are able to keep calm and see the pros and cons of both sides of an argument. As such, you feel you would make a rather good Auspistice, a Quadrant which has always intrigued you. Additionally, though relating to this interest, you find the subjects of PSYCHOLOGY and SOCIOLOGY to be fascinating. The troll psyche is a fascinating topic to you.

Blood and Lusus:
Your blood is olive green, but due to your interest in how trolls react to blood color on trollian, you don't use your blood color there. Your Lusus is an extremely thrifty Yipbeast. Thanks to Uncle Fox, you've got a few caegars saved up.

Hive and Body Count:
You actually live in a communal hive, which you prefer. It lets you meet (and examine) all kinds of new and interesting trolls. As for body count, you've always been able to talk your way out of situations, so you don't have one.

Friends:
You consider yourself a generally friendly troll, if a little too logical sometimes. You try to get to know those that you interact with often. Quadrant-wise, you basically want to play Auspistice with everyone, but you're open to the idea of maybe having a Moirail or Matesprit. You aren't really looking for a Kismesis though, or really have any great interest in Blackrom at all.

Weapons:
You prefer to use a halberd in combat. However, you don't have a lot of experience in combat due to how often you use diplomacy to settle disputes.

Fetch Modus:
You use the highly dangerous TAROT MODUS. You can store items in any of the Minor or Major Arcana that somehow fits the item, but if you try to uncaptchalogue the item, the card's meaning will affect you somehow. You prefer to avoid using the Hanged Man, Death, Devil, and Tower cards, if you can help it.

View on the Hemospectrum:
You find the Hemospectrum to be interesting as far as its effects on trolls goes, but don't care much for it yourself.

Trollian: Your trolltag is nobodysProphet and >[You choose your words with care.] You also do not use your blood color for your text color, so that trolls will not make assumptions about you based on your blood color as a part of your Sociological studies.

>Yunato: Abscond

>[Farewell.]

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Name: Yunato Nagita
Age: 6 Sweeps
Trolltag: nobodysProphet
Blood Color: Olive Green (#375A00/R: 55 G: 90 B: 00)
Text Color: Black (#000000/R: 00 G: 00 B: 00)
Likes: Levelheadedness, Psychology, Sociology, Counseling, the Ashen Quadrant
Dislikes: Blackrom, When his friends are hurt, Fog, Denial
Lusus: Fox (YIP YIP ALL YO' YENS)
Strife Specibus: Halberdkind
Sylladex: Tarot Modus
Title: Heir of Self
Land: Land of Mirrors and Static

The Magician:

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>[S] Be the daredevil



You are now ANTIPO LEMNIS
Hell yeah. Fuck those bl∞dy introduction shenanigans.

General
You are now the troll with the FLUSH CRUSH ON DANGER. You are 7.2 sweeps old and your entire life is centred around staving off boredom; leaping from event to event. Death defying stunt to death defying stunt. Killing the strange creatures that roam in daylight, passing yourself off as another blood colour, exploring the desert around your hive, challenging others to duels to the death. You have a large number of past times. You don't delude yourself into thinking you're a nice troll nor do you think of yourself as one who will go far once you get into life. You're almost like a FORCE OF NATURE (and considering you're from the desert, 'if you was from where I was from, you'd be fucking dead'); unpredictable and uncaring. Whilst you aren't completely self-absorbed, you nearly always look to the present rather than the future and put your own interest above those around you. Secretly, you have another agenda for why you do so many stupid things. You want to prove to the world that you matter; that with your will power, you are able to overcome anything you choose to, whether this be other trolls, the laws of society or the natural world. When interacting with others, you generally come accross as rude, impatient and/or sarcastic. This is because, since you're talking to someone as opposed to doing something interesting, you are.

Blood and Lusus
Yep, you're a jade blood. Sun resistance, middle of the pack as far as hemospectrum. Highly rare. Your lusus is a large pouched jumpbeast. It's pretty docile, although you've seen it disembowel another lusus with a single kick. IDJFASDFA! FOR THE LAST TIME, I DON'T HAVE A MOTHER GRUB. I GOT THAT MATRIORB FROM SOMEONE ELSE.

Hive and Body Count
You live in a great needle of a hive in the desert. Your actually reasonably close to civilization, which is a good thing, as you prefer to spend your time amongst other trolls; surrounding yourself with dangerous things makes it easier to find 'fun'. As for your body count... Well... That's definitely what it is; one of your favourite past times is finding obviously strong/powerful trolls and challenging them to duels. Generally, you kill them, but if you see they're able to get stronger, you let them go so that you may challenge them again. That's a very rare occassion. That said, you generally avoid trolls with psychic powers. You're a thrill seeker. You're not suicidal. Eventually, though, you'll be good enough to take them on.

Stife Specibi/Fetch Modus
Rather fittingly for your... 'enthusiastic' personality, you wield the axekind strife specibii; you have a number of different types, but your favorite and most used is a simple TOMAHAWK, similar to what you understand your ancestor to have used. You're highly skillful with it; you're For a fetch modus, you use the CIRCUIT MODUS; you may only use items when your inventory is full.

Friends
Fuck that noise.

View on the hemospectrum
For you, the hemospectrum is just another thing to be manipulated for thrills. As of late, you've taken to impersonating those of higher hues during your impromptu 'duels' as a way of raising the stakes; one cut and your culling could be imminent. You're not above protecting those of lower bloods from getting ganged up upon by groups of high bloods. You also aren't above then challenging that same low blood to one of your duels. You're not too picky about these things.

Trolltag/Quirk
Your trolltag is finalAscension and your voice echoes into wide bl∞ yonder.

Antipo: Abscond
No, fuck that. YOU abscond, asshole.

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Name: Antipo Lemnis
Age: 7.2 sweeps
Trolltag: finalAscension
Blood color: Jade Green; #008141
Symbol: Lemniscate (symbol for infinite)
Likes: Danger, exploring
Dislikes: Boredom, walking
Lusus: Pouched Jumpbeast (Giant kangaroo)
Strife Specibus: Axekind
Powers: None
Fetch Modus: Circuit Modus
Title: Scout of Mind

The Priestess:

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>[S]Be the thoughtful one.

You are now BAHARI NAVALE.

⌠Hehehe, hell઼!⌡

General:
As was said before, you are BAHARI NAVALE, and you are about 7 AND A HALF SWEEPS OLD! Hmm, what were you going to say again? You often forget things that you are going to say because you start thinking about something else. Oh, didn't you know? YOU LOVE TO THINK. Your mind often goes off on tangents when you sit idle for too long. This is why you read. And you read A LOT. Even though on the outside you seem to be ditzy and derpy, inside you are actually QUITE WISE and careful about making your decisions. This is also probably why you are so INDECISIVE. You believe that you should thoroughly think over you options before making a decision.

Blood and Lusus:
Your blood is among the HIGHEST OUT THERE. So of course, you are a SEADWELLER. Your lusus is a LARGE THREE-HEADED SEADRAGON. No really, she's BIGGER THAN YOUR HIVE. You suppose she can be a bit scary at times, but you understand that she only has the best in mind for you.

Hive and Body Count:
You live in an UNDERSEA HIVE, of course! It looks like a large sunken castle, which you think is PRETTY NEAT. Your lusus is SO LARGE that she stays outside to keep watch for other trolls. Since you're SO HIGH ON THE SPECTRUM, other trolls usually don't bother you, but that doesn't stop the rebellious ones from trying. You normally don't go off killing others like it's going out of style, but you won't hesitate to do so if you find it a reasonable solution.

Friends:
Nobody understands how hard it is to make friends when you're so highblooded! They're either afraid of you or try to kill you or are just plain rude. That doesn't mean that you don't enjoy making friends though! You're pretty friendly toward potential new friends.

Weapons:
You have TWO strife specibi. Your PRIMARY STRIFE SPECIBUS is TRIDENTKIND. You like to keep your foes at a distance; you were never one for hand-to-hand combat. Which is probably why your secondary strife specibus is THRWNGKNIFEKIND. You've gotten quite good at your aim, and you take pride in being able to hit anything with your knives within your sight. At least..underwater you can.

Fetch Modus:
Your fetch modus is the PHILOSOPHY MODUS. You simply need to think about the specific item you want in order to captchalogue it or take it out of your sylladex. It might take a while, but you're okay with this. You have all the time in the world to think.

View on the Hemospectrum:
Being so high on the spectrum, you automatically thought little of lowbloods when you were younger. However, once you started reading, you became more and more neutral toward the whole thing. Now, YOU DON'T CARE ABOUT THE HEMOSPECTRUM AT ALL, but you don't go around telling others that, lest you'll certainly be at risk for getting culled. You often try to avoid discussion of the hemospectrum with other highbloods because of this.

Trollian:
Your trolltag is abstruseContradiction and ⌠ψ઼u tψpe in a waψ which ψ઼u think is s઼mewhat mψsteri઼us.⌡

>Bahari: Abscond
⌠Hehehe, s઼rrψ, but I've g઼t t઼ g઼! G઼઼dbψψψe!⌡

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Name: Bahari Navale
Age 7.5 sweeps. (Roughly 16 years old)
Trolltag: abstruseContradiction
Blood Color: Royal Purple (#2A003C)
Symbol: Symbol representing the planet Neptune.
Likes: Reading, talking, discussing things
Dislikes: Physical combat, loud noises
Lusus: 3-headed seadragon.
Strife specibi: Tridentkind, Thrwngknifekind
Fetch modus: Philosophy Modus
Title: Sage of Might

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The Empress:

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>[S]Be the Strong-willed Revolutionary.



You fail miserably and are now Elizan Shukra.

H-hell♀ +here.

General:
As previously mentioned, you are ELIZAN SHUKRA. You are a six sweeps old Troll, and you are something of a BASKET CASE. You do not have a very high opinion of yourself, and care a great deal about what others think of you, and desperately seek other's approval by being extraordinarily generous and doing whatever other Trolls ask of you. You are interested in GARDENING, SCULPTURE, and MEDICINE, the last of which you find to be not very Troll-ish, but you like it and it fits your nurturing and helpful nature. Even your TELEPATHY is just a tool for you to better anticipate the needs and wants of others.

Blood and Lusus:
As a YELLOWBLOOD, albeit verging close to Brown, you are quite near the bottom of the Hemospectrum, and as such have the mental power of TELEPATHY, allowing you to read the thoughts of most Trolls up to around Greenbloods. You often simply use this as a means of better acting like a footstool to others, bending over backwards to make them happy. Your Lusus is a beautiful long-necked Wingbeast, which spends most of it's time on the river next to your Hive. You often feel unworthy of having such an elegant Lusus.

Hive and Body Count:
As mentioned, your Hive is on the bank of a river, allowing your Lusus a place to find Finbeasts to eat, and giving you access to plenty of water for your GARDEN. You like to decorate said garden with examples of your SCULPTURES, which you don't really think are any good. You aren't fond of the idea of culling other Trolls, but you aren't exactly inexperienced with killing. Naturally, you have never harmed a Troll higher than you on the Hemospectrum, and any Troll you find at or below your level who has can expect to have their trachea expertly sliced through. You'll try to be as gentle as possible though.

Friends:
You are very easy to get along with, and anyone whom you would call Friend will have an ally (though sometimes the word "servant" could be more applicable) for life. In your Quadrants, however, you are somewhat smothering. In trying to make sure your romantic partners get enough attention, you are sure to try just a little too hard.

Weapons:
As much as you hate to use violence or weapons, you are quite handy with Scissorskind, and aren't too bad at Scalpelkind or Chiselkind either. You prefer the scissors for combat though, and are almost surgical in your strikes.

Fetch Modus:
Your Fetch Modus is the Guessing Modus, which shuffles all your Captcha Cards together, and you have to guess the right item from the right card. You are incredibly terrible at it, so retrieving items from your Modus is a tremendously tedious process.

View on the Hemospectrum:
Somewhat odd for someone so low on the Hemospectrum, you are completely in support of it. You have internalized the sense of worthlessness imposed by the Hemospectrum, and desperately seek other's approval as a result. You believe that only through proper imposition of Blood Superiority can order be maintained throughout Alternia. You will gladly cull any Troll of Red, Brown, or Yellow blood that admits to being against the current social order, and have a hard time understanding Highbloods that don't care about it. However, you still treat them with the respect you think all Highbloods deserve.

Trollian: Your trolltag is neuroticProvision and y-y♀u ♀f+en s-s+u++er.

Elizan: Abscond.

S-s♀rry bu+ I sh♀uld g-g♀ n♀w.

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Name: Elizan Shukra
Age: 6 Sweeps
Trolltag: neuroticProvision
Blood Color: Very Dark Yellow (#2A2A00/R: 42 G: 42 B: 00)
Likes: Gardening, Sculpture, Medicine, Helping others
Dislikes: Dissension against the Hemospectrum, Violence.
Lusus: Long-necked Wingbeast (Swan)
Strife Specibus: Scissorskind
Sylladex: Guessing Modus
Title: Rebel of Space
Land:Land of Rivers and Frogs

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>[S]Be the troll that came from the wild west.



You are now FLYNNT LEWEST.

HΩwdy there.

General:
As said before, your name is FLYNNT LEWEST, and if it wasn't obvious enough, you're a TROLL. You're 7 SWEEPS OLD, and since you came out of the wriggling caves, you have been a fan of TROLL CLINT EASTWOOD and WILD WEST-LIKE MOVIES, so much that you decided to take the MILKBEASTTROLL PERSONA up, and never regret to do so. You were made for this. You know it. You live in the MIDDLE OF A DESERT, which is totally sweet, considering your lifestyle. You're usually pretty calm and level-headed, but you don't have any actual problems with CULLING, and have done so in varied occasions which we'll talk about later. You don't have too much taste in musics, but you have a HARMONICA and an ACOUSTIC GUITAR, both things you play every now and then to pass the time.

Blood and Lusus:
You're a lowblood, most precisely a BROWNBLOOD, or as some would call you, a shit-blood. Well, they are no more. You're low on the hemospectrum, but you really don't care about it. It also gave you the ability to TALK TO ANIMALS, so it's an extra point. You talk a lot with your LUSUS, a LARGE HOOFBEAST, a great creature that gives you rides around the desert sometimes, like when hunting. He's also cool with all the wild west thing.

Hive and Body Count:
You live in a MOSTLY UNDERGROUND hive... Actually, mostly because, from the surface, it looks like a WILD WEST SALOON, and that really draws the attention, especially in the middle of the desert. That's why you frequently have to deal with HIVE RAIDERS. You know. Trolls that invade and pillage other people's hives. You culled a lot of them. Hey, they tried to steal your stuff. And some of them tried to cull you first. And some of these even called you a shit-blood. In that situation, you normally hold up a gun to anyone you see near your hive, but you're not a psychotic killer. If they convince you, you let them go.

Friends:
Since you live in the middle of the desert, and most of the people that you meet are hive raiders, you don't have many friends aside animals. However, you're VERY PROTECTIVE of the few you have or will get, and will beat the living hell out of anyone that messes with them. You don't know that yet, but your biggest hero isn't Troll Clint Eastwood, but your ANCESTOR, which I didn't think of a name yet you still don't know the name, and only clue you have is the gun you found that him used.

Weapons:
Oh, guns. You actually have THREE strife specibi: PISTOLKIND, with you trusty .44 MAGNUM, which you found while just ONE SWEEP OLD and have been practicing with it ever since. Indeed, in one of your few pacific meetings with other trolls, you tried your hand at a local small shooting competition. You won. You were 4 sweeps old at the time, and everyone else was wielding rifles. You had to abscond the fuck out of there to not be culled, as people didn't like being beaten by a 4 sweeps old lowblood with a revolver. You also use LASSOKIND, with your... huh... LASSO. And, at last but not least, KNIFEKIND, with your KUKRI. They say you can never be too prepared.

Fetch Modus:
You actually swap between two modus: The LASSO MODUS, in which you have to lasso the item with a special rope to captchalogue it, or the SUREFIRE MODUS, in which you have to shoot the card with a special, safe handgun that only hits the cards. But they normally appear really far away in this modus... good thing your aim is great. Oh, yes, the special rope/pistol are automatically added to your inventory when you activate the modus, and taken away when you deactivate it.

View on the hemospectrum:
You don't actually care. You do not consider it an authority meter, but a trust meter: By some before mentioned cases, you don't trust highbloods easily. Sure, some of they are cool and all... bullshit. All of them are, were or are going to go psycho at some point until proven contrary. Sure, you can befriend them and all, but you always keep your gun loaded when near them, just in case. In oposition, you find yourself quite open to lowbloods, especially redbloods, who don't take too long to gain your trust.

Trollian:
Your chumhandle is doubleGunslinger and yΩu nΩrmally type using sheriff slang.

Flynnt: Abscond.

SΩmething's shΩwn up at the salΩΩn. GΩtta gΩ.

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Name: Flynnt Lewest
Age: 7 Sweeps(Around 15 years)
Trolltag: doubleGunslinger
Blood color: Dark Brown(#783C00)
Symbol: Horseshoe
Likes: Troll Clint Eastwood movies, wild west stuff, playing harmonica/acoustic guitar
Dislikes: Highbloods, hive raiders
Lusus: Hoofbeast(Horse)
Strife Specibus: Pistolkind(.44 Magnum), lassokind, knifekind(Kukri)
Sylladex: Lasso Modus(Lasso the item to captchalogue), Surefire Modus(Shoot the card to retrieve item).

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Name: Ignius Greeph
Age: 8 sweeps
Trolltag: TransientMediator
Blood color: deep blue (000064)
Symbol: Key
Likes: diplomacy, status, history
Dislikes: low-bloods, blood, dishonourable conduct
Lusus: Henrik (over-sized worm)
Strife Specibus: Pikekind
Fetch Modus: Gray Modus
The Heriophant
Guard of Bone
Land of shade and stagnation

Associated Music:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=W9mhsW5aWJM

==========>Be the PEACE BROKER
All right fine, but don't <REDACTED>

General/Blood and Lusus:
You are IGNIUS GREEPH, master of NEGOTIATION (more specifically
stalling). This was a TERRIBLE IDEA; to aspire to become a DIPLOMAT is a very
difficult job for one of your status. As you have gotten older it has become
necessary to take CERTAIN PRECAUTIONS to maintain your bearing on PROMOTING
PEACE. As you got older you noticed (like so many other highbloods) that you
grew more prone to VIOLENT OUTBURSTS. So long as you gaze upon a creature's
VITAL LIQUID/BLOOD you are given a reprieve from your VIOLENT TENDENCIES. Now
you don't want to be a DIPLOMAT so much for peace so much as for the heightened
status and power you can lever over others. You are very career-minded.

Hive and Body Count:
You live in one of the EXECUTIVE HUBS littering Alternia's BUREAUCRATIC
DISTRICT. No one bothers the EXECRUTIATIVES here and by extension you are quite
safe from persecution. You have never left your hub since you were brought
within it's cold walls, but you don't mind, there isn't much outside anyways. Under
most circumstances your days are spent debating (poorly) with your lusus, Henrik.
Every lunar cycle or so now Henrik will disappear for a couple hours and when he returns
there is a freshly decapitated low-blood awaiting you. Your career as a DIPLOMAT will
only come to fruition if your hands remain clean of VITAL LIQUID. These corpses only
started to show up after you had your first VIOLENT OUTBURST at the age of 5 Solar
Sweeps: during this you lost your upper middle tooth you don't remember much about
it, but you certainly don't think a repeat would be wise.

View on the Hemospectrum/Friends:
While you are relatively high on the hemospectrum you are also trying
to become a DIPLOMAT this means you have to look objectively at both sides of
every issue, even if it involves the local peasantry. Tradition says they are
inferior to you and you stick to this. However having seen only dead low-bloods
in your life you might be judging them a bit harshly. You've spoken over
Trollian with some low-bloods as you have to get used to their whining, but
past that you are barred from contact with them by your lusus' seeming
stranglehold on your hive. There are lots of books though, most of them
useless, but a couple of them talk about "Important Trolls Throughout The
Hemospectrum", which you quickly discounted as low-blood feel-good drivel.

Weapons/Fetch Modus:
You own a card equipped to PikeKind, you don't remember quite when or
how it came into your possesion but you now carry around a pike to make certain
you never end up bloodying your hands if combat should find you. Your Fetch
Modus is the Gray Modus, you ask it for an object and it will just pick something
and give it to you eventually, randomly. Usually the object it does deposit will
take a couple minutes to pop out, and even then it usually isn't what you asked for.
The worst part is there is no manual eject so often times you just pick things up,
that is, unless they are deemed important enough to be stored.

Trolltag and Quirk:
TransientMediator TM: You tend to redact some of the things you think might
damage your image, just in case you <REDACTED> Because the greatest
diplomats are flawless.

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>[S] Be the romantic flier.

(Sprite edits by Blank and LoF)

You are now PALOMA FRIEDE.
<\ Yes, hello! />

General: You're seven sweeps old and easily led. It's sad but true -- you're easily tempted down paths which you might not otherwise have taken. You have a blossoming sense of right and wrong which is relatively strong for a troll, but at this point you're easily convinced of loopholes and exemptions. You're possessive of your things (they're YOURS!), but you're happy to help others so long as they respect your possessions.

Your lusus has instilled you with a great respect for flight, which you express through your love of HANG GLIDING. This brings us to another of your interests: your FLIGHT PLAN. You keep track of all your friend's relationships, and call them planes -- you're overjoyed whenever a relationship takes flight.

Speaking of planing, you love romantic books and movies (those flight plans are always on schedule!). You also love any sort of media which establishes a strong bond between characters, because you find all sorts of relationships interesting -- not just the 'planes'! It's fascinating to examine the ties which bind trolls together. Oh, and speaking of romance... well... it would be a lie to say you weren't interested in your own quadrants. Unfortunately, you're quite shy in matters of pity and hate.

You also enjoy the arts in the form of SINGING and SLAM POETRY. You have a wonderful voice, and you enjoy spinning words to your whim, though sometimes your rhymes are a little less than stellar.

Blood and Lusus: Your blood is a middling lime, not too great, but not terrible. You have no special powers, and you have average strength for your blood class. Your lusus is a FEATHERED PEACEBEAST, of the type usually released during the peace which comes after the victor utterly crushing his victims.

Hive and Body Count: You live in a nice little townhive in the suburbs which line the city. It's modest, but well-equipped for your caste, and you're quite proud of its upkeep. You've killed before, but you really prefer to redirect killing hate into romantic hate.

Friends: You make friends fairly easily, because you're quite an amiable troll. Some of them might get annoyed by your constant planing antics, though.

Weapons: Your UMBRELLAKIND specibus is useful in a variety of lethal- and non-lethal situations! Made of kevlar and steel, it can deflect attacks when opened, and its point is sharpened to allow for a nasty poke. It also keeps rain off of your cute little tushie!

Fetch Modus: You use the MEMORY MODUS, which sorts a pair of the item into cards. You have to guess which two cards are the same to use them, which suits you just fine, because it reminds you of your planer tendencies.

View on the hemospectrum: You're not so sure. You don't actually think you believe in it -- it just doesn't sit well with your personal ethics. Why treat someone badly just because they're lower than you? You're a little scared by this revelation, so you don't shout it at the top of your lungs, but you wouldn't deny it if you were cornered.

Trollian: Your trolltag is absoluteAltitude, and <\ Your sentences could take off and fly at aaany moment. />

Paloma: Abscond.
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TL;DR
Name: Paloma Friede
Age: 7 Sweeps
Trolltag: absoluteAltitude
Blood color: Lime green, #648200
Symbol: The Colomba symbol (a dove)
Likes: Flying, romance, planing, good food, your things, your friends, singing, poetry
Dislikes: People messing with your things, people messing with your /friends/, anything which delays the flight plan, the hemospectrum, getting wet.
Lusus: A feathered peacebeast.
Strife: Umbrellakind
Sylladex: Memory Modus
Title: Maid of Sound
Land: Land of Cliffs and Rhyme
Denizen: Euterpe, muse of lyrical poetry

The Chariot:

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>[s]Be the elusive octopus troll



You are now CIRRIN RUNFAR.

Hey. CIRRIN RUNFAR's name is CIRRIN RUNFAR

General:
You might not have mentioned it before but your name is CIRRIN RUNFAR. You are 6 SWEEPS old but it won't be long until your next wriggling day. The two things you do best are RUNNING, HIDING, and DISTRACTIONS (hiding and distractions are just flipways of each other). Some may mistake you for a coward but you know better. In fact you love DANGER to a point that borders on SUICIDAL. Nothing compares to the feeling of TERROR you get while escaping from the jaws of death, except perhaps the elation of knowing you survived. You usually get your daily dose of danger by acting as MUSCLEBEAST BAIT for hunters or painters, or by FLARPing. Your FLARP character's class is GUYBRUSHANEER because you think pirates are adventurous and daring and ninjas are boring.

Blood and Lusus:
You are a Redblood, the very lowest rung on the hemospectrum. You are happy with it because it is who you are. It has granted you the psychic ability of INVISIFLAGE which makes people simply not notice you like a background detail you've seen a thousand times before. You might as well be invisible to trolls with low psychic resistance but anyone stronger will eventually realise you are there. It's just a matter of time. Your lusus is a LAND OCTOPUS. He is very good at giving hugs with all eight tentacles and tries to instil you with the values of LOVE and FRIENDSHIP and TANGLEBUDDIES which you think aren't very trollish ideals. He also makes ink for you.

Hive and Body Count:
You live on the edge of a FOREST by a STREAM. It is not that different from your typical lawnring abode, but it is very run down. This is because it is not your original hive, which you ran away from almost a sweep ago. You have not fully settled in yet and in many ways it feels like a HIDEOUT with lots of furniture made of crates and barrels. There are also a lot of empty horn polish jars lying around from a failed BUSINESS ENTERPRISE. Nontheless you managed to liven up your sleeproom with posters from PIRATE MOVIES. You have not yet killed another troll. You say YET because you believe it is something a troll should end up doing as part of growing up, and you worry whether you'll be ready when the time comes. You are much better at absconding from fights rather than finishing them.

Friends:
Since contacting you, you have begun to regard Flynnt Lewest as a good friend. You tend to consider people friends rather quickly, whether they feel the same way or not. You don't meddle in your friends fights though until their life is in serious danger. You feel a troll should stand on their own two feet and you wouldn't want to rob them of their fun. What you look for most in quadrants is a wild troll that will run red miles around Alternia with you, but also understand that ROMANTIC SERENDIPITY can work in strange ways.

Weapons:
You main weapon is CATTLEPRODKIND, which can hurt like hell but isn't lethal (unless the target is a wiggler, severely wounded, or has a pre-exisiting heart condition. The maker accepts no responsibly for miss use. Should also not be used for fishing). You also have a second BLADEKIND specibus which you use for FLARPing but the only weapon you have for it is an incredibly shitty CUTLASS.
Equally important is your wide range of RUSES, DISTRACTIONS, and CLEVER DISGUISES which you use while fighting or fleeing. Your favourite is your OCTOPUS INK which you splash in the face of your enemies.

Fetch Modus:
You use the QUICKTIME MODUS because you don't have time to be fiddling with tricky inventory screens when your life is on the line. It's pretty simple; if there's a context for using an item, you activate the modus and the item pops out. It gets complicated when there's more than one item that could be used in a situation, in which case it's supposedly random (though you sometimes think it deliberately chooses the most inappropriate item). You also can't take items out if there is no context in which to use them without EJECTING the whole sylladex.

View on the hemospectrum:
You are okay with the hemospectrum and your place in it, because accepting it keeps you alive. In fact, you take a certain amount of pride in surviving as a lowblood with nothing being handed to you easily. You see highbloods more as potential enemies to be avoided rather than betters to grovel to. You are particularly suspicious of those highbloods claiming to ignore the hemospectrum. Just because they can forget the caste system doesn't mean you can. After all, tradition is a powerful thing.

Trollian:
Your trolltag is recreantOctopus and CIRRIN RUNFAR refers to CIRRIN RUNFAR in the third person

CIRRIN RUNFAR: Abscond.

It's time for CIRRIN RUNFAR to disappear. Later!

TL;DR

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Name: CIRRIN RUNFAR
Age: 6.9 Sweeps
Trolltag: recreantOctopus
Blood color: Dark Red(#880000)
Symbol: Double Spiral (means "Milkyway" as in the troll phrase "In the Way of stampeding Milkbeasts")
Likes: Danger, Pirates
Dislikes: Boredom, Ninjas, Being trapped
Lusus: Land Octopus
Strife Specibus: Cattleprodkind, bladekind(incredibly shitty cutlass)
Sylladex: Quicktime (Item released depends on context)

Tentative Sgrub role:
Title: Thief of Haste
Land: Land of Ships and Motion

Strength:

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> [S] Be the--
B☼☼☼☼☼ring.

> Excuse m--?
Sheesh, listen t☼ y☼u yakkin' ☼n and ☼n and ☼n! Hey, h☼w about this: shut up ☼r I bl☼w y☼ur face a new pieh☼le?

> I don't--
Yeah yeah, like I give a shit. I'll be the ☼ne makin' the intr☼ductions ar☼und here, sweetheart.

> O--
B☼☼M!!



After some difficulty, you are now CUCALI PASINE, clearly the greatest troll on Alternia.

General:
You like to think that you're just an ordinary SEVEN SWEEPS OLD seadweller outta the water. You love blowing shit up and the occasional troll, but other than that you're pretty normal. Culling is fun, but culling for money? That's even better! You are a very mercenary-minded individual and consider yourself a professional killer. It's just too bad that few can afford your services. You only accept jobs from those higher up on the hemospectrum, and even then your prices are pretty steep. But hell, despite the fact that you're a coldhearted killer, you're just here to have fun. Too bad that a lotta lowbloods don't seem to agree with you.

Blood and Lusus:
You have beautiful purple blood, definitely better than those middling colors below you. Your lusus is just as beautiful as you -- a slippery and dangerous eel. It's such a shame that you had to leave her behind when you moved onto land. But the prey on land was so, so much more interesting.

Hive and Bodycount:
Your hive was located deep on the ocean floor, tucked beneath some crevices. On land, however, you've made yourself a makeshift hive in a cave. It's quite nice. And the bodycount? Well... you lost count after the first hundred or so! You're totally not exaggerating here, okay. Plus, it's kind of hard to tell lowbloods apart when they all look the same.

Friends:
... you might have blown them up. You forgot. It wasn't like you hated them or anything. It was just business.

Weapons:
C'mon, take one guess. Your strife specibus is obviously BOMBKIND, which is the best specibus ever. You're a master with chemicals, especially explosive kinds. You're not too shabby when it comes to hand-to-hand combat, however.

Fetch Modus:
Your fetch modus is MIXTURE, where you basically smash together any two items to retrieve them. Not the most convenient, but you love the "accidental" explosions you can make with it.

View on the Hemospectrum:
It's obviously the best thing ever. Honestly, it makes perfect sense when you think about it! It's the acceptance of evolution into society, where the furthest ahead on the evolutionary line are placed on the top. It's only natural that trolls should develop such a marvelous system.

Trollian:
Your trolltag is nitroMerc and Y☼u type in an expl☼sive manner!

> Cucali: Abscond.
Catch you ar☼und, sweetie~

TL;DR

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Name: Cucali Pasine
Age: 7 sweeps
Trolltag: nitroMerc
Blood color: Purple (#7851a9)
Symbol: Not allowed symbol.
Likes: Explosives, bragging, money, drama.
Dislikes: Cocky lowbloods, listening to "chatter", doing nothing.
Lusus: Eel
Strife Specibus: Bombkind
Sylladex: Mixture - combines two items to retrieve them.

The Hermit:

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> Be the Martial Artist


You are now TURSUN KAIROS.

HELLO THERE STOP

General
You are the aforementioned TURSUN KAIROS. You are SIX SWEEPS OLD, and have been raised as a MARTIAL ARTIST. This is reinforced by your Lusus' tendency to ambush you several times per day. You live in a secluded hive DEEP IN THE MOUNTAINS, which is handy for keeping nuisances away. You are normally rather understated, with a dry sense of humor and a tendency to act unimpressed by just about everything. In rare cases, you will fly into fits of UNSTOPPABLE RAGE, but these rarely last long. You have no problems with CULLING on principle, but would prefer that it be more of a MERITOCRACY. You enjoy JAZZ, despite lacking any musical talent of your own, and are a fan of TROLL CHARLIE PARKER.

Blood and Lusus
You are a GREENBLOOD, and appreciate your position at the middle of the hierarchy. It allows you to gather information on trolls from all walks of life. You generally dislike the caste system, and that has gotten you into trouble in the past. Your lusus is a HISSBEAST, who attacks you on a regular basis to keep you on your toes.

Hive and Body Count
Your hive is built into the side of a mountain in a secluded location. The living quarters are rather sparse, and the majority of the hive consists of TRAINING YARDS and SECURE ARCHIVES. HIVE RAIDERS are rare, and generally have a short life expectancy. You have little to steal except your ARCHIVES, but you prefer that few trolls know those exist. Raiders cannot be trusted with such information. If they don't find anything, they can limp away alive.

Friends
You have very few, practically none until you were invited into this group. You are generally distrustful of most trolls, and even with your friends you keep a close eye on them. You haven't bothered looking for information on your ANCESTOR.

Weapons
You only use the FISTKIND strife specibus, although you have a very loose definition of the word "fist." Your martial art is focused on hard strikes using any available body part. Despite your skill, you have been banned for life from the ALTERNIAN MARITAL ARTS ASSOCIATION for giving a highblood SEVERE BRAIN DAMAGE after being asked to throw a match against her.

FETCH MODUS
You use the SLAPJACK MODUS, trusting your quick reflexes to hit the correct card as it flies past. Any item you CAPTCHALOGUE is shuffled into the deck.

View on the Hemospectrum
You dislike the idea of ranking trolls by blood rather than skill. Normally you keep quiet about this, but if somebody tries to use their privilege to exploit him, that can set off his temper.

Trollian
Your chumhandle is pimeTaradox and you PREFER OUTMODED COMMUNICATIONS DEVICES STOP

Tursun: Abscond
I THINK I HEARD A HISS O DAMMIT NOT AGAIN STOP

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Name: Tursun Kairos
Age: 6 sweeps
Trolltag: pimeTaradox
Blood color: Green
Symbol: Chungdokwan logo
Likes: Martial arts, Jazz, obsessively collecting intel.
Dislikes: Arrogant highbloods, pop music, heights.
Lusus: Hissbeast (snake)
Strife Specibus: Fistkind
Sylladex: Slapjack Modus (Shuffle card into deck, slap it as it flies by to retrieve it)

Fortune:

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>[S] Be the rich girl


General:
Your name is SEISKA ONNENA, and you are 6.5 SWEEPS OLD. Your main interests include GAMBLING, GAMES OF LUCK and RICHES. In truth, you are ADDICTED to GAMBLING, and as we all know, addiction is a powerful thing. But that's alright, since you usually win. This is because of your PROBABILITY-SEEING EYE. Due to it you are quite possibly one of the RICHEST TROLLS on Alternia. If there's one thing you hate, it's your SMALL STATURE. You make a note to tell people who comment about it that you happen to be the perfect height punch them in the bulge.

Blood and lusus:
Your blood is LIGHT BLUE, but it's not like you really give a shit. Your lusus is a LUCKY BUNNY. Should he ever die, you will make sure to cut off his legs and store them somewhere. One can never have enough lucky charms.

Hive and body count:
During your life you have slowly turned your hive into a CASINO. It doesn't get all that much visitors, since THE HOUSE ALWAYS WINS. Literally. Due to this you have often been accused of cheating. Things usually devolve into a fight when that happens, so you have racked quite an impressive bodycount.

Friends:
Not very many, really. Your opportunistic nature seems to drive people away rather easily.

Weapons:
You use a completely normal SWORDKIND. What, surprised? DICEKIND and DECKKIND are fun weapons, but a SMART GAMBLER like you understands that they are also TOO RANDOM.

You also have a PSYCHIC POWER of a kind: Your left eye can see the PROBABILITIES of anything that you plan to do. This is a rather important part of your impressive GAMBLING ABILITIES. However, this ability can be very annoying because when in use you see numbers flying around, so you wear an EYEPATCH when you feel like you don't need your powers or when you are FEELING LUCKY.

Fetch modus:
Your modus is the SLOT MACHINE modus. The only item that you can freely take out of your modus is a ONE ARMED BANDITRACKER, in which you then have to get THREE OF THE SAME KIND to receive the item you are looking for.

View on the Hemospectrum:
You believe that the highbloods have a better chance of winning the war if lowbloods and highbloods ever clash, and such you have aligned yourself with the most likely winner.

Trollian:
Your trolltag is fortunateOpportunist and yσυ тypє ℓiкє тhis

Seiska: Abscond
wєℓℓ i'м 域 тσ gαмBℓє P,)

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Name: Seiska Onnena
Age: 6.5 sweeps
Trolltag: fortunateOpportunist
Blood Color: light blue (#6699ff)
Symbol: seven upside down
Likes: lucky charms, money, gambling,
Dislikes: being called short, being accused of cheating
Lusus: lucky bunny
Strife specibi: Swordkind
Fetch modus: Slotmachine Modus

Justice:

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>[S] Be the wanderer.

You are now RANIGI DAGADA.

It is a pleasure to meet you.

General:
You are a 6 sweep old yellowblood living in the wilds, surviving only by your wits. You are hiveless and lususless, and so free to wander where you wish. It's not an easy life, but it's the one you've chosen. Most of the time you survive upon plants and the occasional dead animal, but you steal when you must. Especially when you are low on sopor. You are decent at making a sopor substitute from herbs, but even then it can't match sopor's soothing properties. As a result you often have DISTURBING NIGHTMARES which really don't help you get your sleep.

As mentioned before, you chose this life of a wanderer. Since your lusus died you left the hive and went in search for a place that may or may not exist. Perhaps your love of MYTHS blind you, but you know that what you're looking for has to be on Alternia. You are convinced that once you find this place, your wanderlust will finally settle and you will be in peace. The problem with this idea is that each place that you've decided as your Avalon has made you restless and bored. As a result you tend to leave many tasks and relationships hanging, as you're easily distracted and seized by sudden whims.

Thanks to your lusus you've been instilled with a healthy sense of community. You often refer to your fellow trolls as "broodbrothers" or "broodsisters" despite the fact that it makes you look like a total tool. You feel interconnected with everyone and everything--perhaps a little too much. You tend to inject yourself into every problem, feeling that it's your DUTY to intervene and settle disputes. You have a terrible, stupid sense of HONOR that is probably going to get you killed one day.

It's lonely on the road, so you've taken to playing pan pipes. You really enjoy music, how it can move and bring trolls together. You also have a fondness for sweets and constantly keep a small supply on your person.

Blood and Lusus:
You are a yellowblood. Nothing really interesting here. Your blood doesn't give you any special powers of any sort, though psionic abilities are supposed to be common amongst your kind. Ho-hum.

Your lusus was a HONEY BUZZBEAST, who you fondly referred to as BUZZY. Unfortunately, he died. You carry his remains with you.

Hive and Body Count:
You once lived in a RURAL FARM HIVE before you destroyed your it. Your bodycount is quite modest, which is quite remarkable considering how much you stick your nose in places it doesn't belong.

Friends:
You love making friends! The problem is that you never stick around long enough to cement your friendship and that you often leave your friends hanging. Maybe that should be something you work on...

But the friends that you do have are ones that you'd gladly defend to the death. Stupid sense of honor, once again.

Weapons:
You wield SWORDKIND. You especially like giant swords that are just too big for you. But most of the time they serve no purpose but to clutter up your sylladex, since you can't lift them with your small arms. So you usually use SWORDKINDx2 instead.

Fetch Modus:
Your fetch modus is the COMMUNAL MODUS! All items are placed within "dorms", matched according to how many traits they share. You often have to take things out two at a time, but they usually are both suitable for whatever situation you have.

View on the hemospectrum:
You really don't care much about it! All trolls are either your broodbrothers or broodsisters, even the violent highbloods. If you sense injustice for a troll, you couldn't care less if they were a lowblood or highblood. You'll fight anyone, on your honor.

Trollian:
Your trolltag is restlessPipes and you speak quite eloquently for all to }{ear.

Ranigi: Abscond.
Farewell, my broodsibling!

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Name: Ranigi Dagada
Age: 7 sweeps
Trolltag: restlessPipes
Blood color: Yellow (#deaa0c)
Symbol: Rune for untamed potential.
Likes: Traveling, music, anything sweet, myths, being the hero.
Dislikes: Nightmares, promise-breakers, hooligans.
Lusus: A bee.
Strife Specibus: Swordkind/Swordkindx2
Sylladex: Communal Modus - items are paired together according the number of shared traits.
Title: Serf of Void
Land: Land of Pulse and Shade

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You are now Jules Ampiter, and you are a genius, one could suppose. Your interest in SCIENCE defines you; especially the study of PHYSICS, like MOVEMENT, ENERGY, and MECHANICS. Your insterest led you to learn PROGRAMMING, well enough to make COMPUTER DEMONSTRATIONS for how certain things would work. Because of your CALCULATIONS, you were able to clear OBSTACLE COURSES very easily. In fact, at one time, you had EVERYTHING going for you.

But then you had the idea to create a PERFECT MACHINE, one that would never run down, with limitless uses, almost like a REAL TROLL, only much more of a good servant.

What a mistake that was. It was a SUCCESS, but it came at a price. RALLY RATHERS, the name of the perfect machine that you made, that you programmed, that you must live with till your dying day, however that day comes. But for now, you must live with your mistake, the accident that caused you to lose your BLOOD, nay, lose your ability to even PRODUCE BLOOD, and replace it with.... With....

Sure, Rally is very helpful, he has maximized your potential in a fight, being the battle equivalent of A GIANT SWISS ARMY KNIFE WITH FISTS TOO, not to mention as useful in other ways as well. However, since the transplant, since the 'cybernetic enhancement'.... Life has grown to be something that DEPRESSES YOU. Possibly because you have successfully managed to REMOVE YOURSELF FROM THE GENEPOOL, not to mention Rally makes it a little awkward to FILL QUADRANTS, YOU SAD LONELY BASTARD. So, you mostly stay in your hive, which is a SWEET BACHELOR PAD on the top of a SKYSCRAPER. Your lusus likes flying at high altitudes.

But anyways, this is quite enough about you, isn't it? Let's wrap up. Your trolltag is dejectedMechanic, and -your manner of, like, speaking pretty much, like, illustrates how bored of the world you've become, and, like, also how you're pretty much okay with, like, anything, and stuff-

In and sgrub session, your title would be the Knight of Hope in the Land of Equations and Theories.

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-Age- 9 sweeps
-Land - Land of Equations and Theories
-Title - Knight of Hope
-Strife Specibus - Rallykind
-Fetch Modus - Code Modus - He must type in the computer code to fetch anything from his modus.
-Dream Self - Derse
-Lusus- Sheep-Sized Mothra
-Symbol: Omega Sign, also the sign for ohms, a measure of electricity.

*note: Rally's visible half is usually a scarf as seen above, or some other clever disguise.


HIM. old picture is old OTL

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>[S]Be the isolated highblood.




General: Your name is KASIMIR DJAVOL, a troll of.. some amount of sweeps, you assume it's about Six or Seven but you aren't really sure. That feels about right though! In any case, you're a pretty average INDIGO-BLOOD, you know, with violent urges and whatnot. However, due to a lack of socialization and teaching from your now-deceased LUSUS, you have no idea why you are so violent. Speaking of your dead lusus, you should talk about that. But for now, you WON'T. You don't really wanna think about that right now.

Anyways, you guess you should talk about those urges- the TEMPTATIONS as you call them. Your main Temptation is of bloodlust and violence, which you try to keep from being a big federal fucking issue by allocating your Strife Specubus to something non-lethal. Another Temptation of yours, however, is of PAILING. You isolate others from yourself, and keep your perverse thoughts to a MINIMUM. You could never have a matesprit, they would only be hurt, like all of your other friends. Everyone else seems CURSED when you're around, like you're some sort of plague or something, and you hate it. But you keep yourself isolated to prevent this.

As far as your INTERESTS go, you do enjoy things that help to distract you from the TEMPTATIONS. This include NECROMANCY, which, of course, always fails. One day, you know you will find the antidote for Death itself. Along with Necromancy, you also enjoy a hardy game of Fiduspawn, which is ALWAYS fun. In reality, it is probably the only thing keeping you anything resembling sane.

Blood and Lusus: Your blood color is a shade of INDIGO, keeping you a land-dweller, but just barely. Your lusus, as mentioned before, is DEADY-DEAD DEAD. It used to be a Furred Wingbeast, but now it is simply a skull helmet.

Hive and Body Count: Your hive used to be a quaint little hive by the lake, but when your lusus died, you decided to head away from it, wandering freely in the wilderness. As such, you've become adept at making makeshift portable hives, making sure to keep a nice, open fourth wall. Your body count is.. a little higher than you wish it was, but you SWEAR you've been getting better about this.

Friends: You are not yet infected with the disease known as FRIENDSHIP. You have no ounces of it on you, at all, whatsoever.

Weapons: You currently have your Strife Specubus set to boneKind, but in the game, you will set it to your more profficient weapon, bowKind.

Fetch Modus: Alchemy Modus; requires him to specifically "create" the item he had previously captchalogued by summoning it.

View on the Hemospectrum: What's a Hemospectrum?

Trollian: Your Troll Tag is calcifiedAbstraction, and yoﮞ talk in a way that is ٧ery aﻁstract, or so yoﮞ think!~>


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Name: Kasmir Djavol
Age: 6 1/2 Sweeps
Trolltag: calcifiedAbstraction
Blood color: Indigo; R: 68, G: 0, B: 136 (#44008
Symbol: Reversed GYE NYAME.
Likes: Necromancy, Fiduspawn, Pailspailspails.
Dislikes: The TEMPTATIONS.
Lusus: DEAD Furred Wingbeast
Strife Specibus: boneKind, bowKind
Sylladex: Alchemy Modus

Temperance:

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>[S] Be the moderately morbid troll.



You are now KATEIA SOPHRO.

--> Why hello there. <--

General:
You prefer everything in your life to be BALANCED, and therefore you tend to AVOID EXTREMES. For some reason, you have a fascination with LIFE AND DEATH, specifically how each affects the other. You have quite an impressive collection of HORROR MOVIES for this reason, as you find the reasons for the characters’ demises, and whether or not they deserve it, to be very interesting. You also enjoy exploring your hive, poking around for interesting things.

Blood and Lusus:
You are a TEALBLOOD, right in the middle of the hemospectrum. You would not have it any other way. Your lusus is the most magnificent WINGBEAST. You love to watch her soaring in the sky, and diving to the ground to catch her prey. Sometimes she brings you the remains of her kill, as a gift.

Hive and Body Count:
Your hive was built on an old BATTLEFIELD from a war long past. You still find remnants of the battle around your hive sometimes. As a result, the interior is decorated with said findings, along with various ANIMAL BONES brought back by your lusus.
Generally, you do not keep track of such things as body count. Of course, you’ll kill in self defense, but outright murder seems unnecessary. You would much rather watch death than cause it.

Friends:
You don’t have anyone you would call a close friend, but no enemies either. Plenty of acquaintances, though.

Fetch Modus:
You make use of the SCALES MODUS, which requires you to deposit an object of roughly equal weight every time you withdraw an item.

View on the Hemospectrum:
A system in which one troll can be considered much higher than the other seems pointless to you, so you generally disregard it, unless absolutely necessary.

Trollian:
Your trolltag is objectiveReaper, and --> Your vo1ce po1nts tow4rd the center, l1ke so. <--

Kateia: Abscond.

--> 1 must be off now, but rest 4ssured 1 w1ll return. <--

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Name: Kateia Sophro
Age: 7 Sweeps(Around 15 years)
Trolltag: objectiveReaper
Blood color: Teal
Symbol: A circle with one half filled in
Likes: horror movies, exploring, bones
Dislikes: extremes, killing without purpose
Lusus: Sharp-Eyed Wingbeast (Hawk)
Strife Specibus: Scythekind
Sylladex: Scales Modus

The Devil:

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>[S]Be the isolated highblood.




General: Your name is KASMIR DJAVOL, a troll of.. some amount of sweeps, you assume it's about Six or Seven but you aren't really sure. That feels about right though! In any case, you're a pretty average INDIGO-BLOOD, you know, with violent urges and whatnot. However, due to a lack of socialization and teaching from your now-deceased LUSUS, you have no idea why you are so violent. Speaking of your dead lusus, you should talk about that. But for now, you WON'T. You don't really wanna think about that right now.

Anyways, you guess you should talk about those urges- the TEMPTATIONS as you call them. Your main Temptation is of bloodlust and violence, which you try to keep from being a big federal fucking issue by allocating your Strife Specubus to something non-lethal. Another Temptation of yours, however, is of PAILING. You isolate others from yourself, and keep your perverse thoughts to a MINIMUM. You could never have a matesprit, they would only be hurt, like all of your other friends. Everyone else seems CURSED when you're around, like you're some sort of plague or something, and you hate it. But you keep yourself isolated to prevent this.

As far as your INTERESTS go, you do enjoy things that help to distract you from the TEMPTATIONS. This include NECROMANCY, which, of course, always fails. One day, you know you will find the antidote for Death itself. Along with Necromancy, you also enjoy a hardy game of Fiduspawn, which is ALWAYS fun. In reality, it is probably the only thing keeping you anything resembling sane.

Blood and Lusus: Your blood color is a shade of INDIGO, keeping you a land-dweller, but just barely. Your lusus, as mentioned before, is DEADY-DEAD DEAD. It used to be a Furred Wingbeast, but now it is simply a skull helmet.

Hive and Body Count: Your hive used to be a quaint little hive by the lake, but when your lusus died, you decided to head away from it, wandering freely in the wilderness. As such, you've become adept at making makeshift portable hives, making sure to keep a nice, open fourth wall. Your body count is.. a little higher than you wish it was, but you SWEAR you've been getting better about this.

Friends: You are not yet infected with the disease known as FRIENDSHIP. You have no ounces of it on you, at all, whatsoever.

Weapons: You currently have your Strife Specubus set to boneKind, but in the game, you will set it to your more profficient weapon, bowKind.

Fetch Modus: Alchemy Modus; requires him to specifically "create" the item he had previously captchalogued by summoning it.

View on the Hemospectrum: What's a Hemospectrum?

Trollian: Your Troll Tag is calcifiedAbstraction, and yoﮞ talk in a way that is ٧ery aﻁstract, or so yoﮞ think!~>


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Name: Kasmir Djavol
Age: 6 1/2 Sweeps
Trolltag: calcifiedAbstraction
Blood color: Indigo; R: 68, G: 0, B: 136 (#44008
Symbol: Reversed GYE NYAME.
Likes: Necromancy, Fiduspawn, Pailspailspails.
Dislikes: The TEMPTATIONS.
Lusus: DEAD Furred Wingbeast
Strife Specibus: boneKind, bowKind
Sylladex: Alchemy Modus

The Tower:

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[S] Be the machine.

You are now THE MACHINE.

[COLOR="rgb(46, 139, 87)"]Scanning fxr acknxwledged life fxrms. Scan incxnclusive.[/COLOR]

General:
You are now the MACHINE. You cannot be photographed, because you exist in another UNIVERSE, separate from the current documented PLAYERS. You do not yet know this. You are unaware because you were not programmed to play games for aliens. You were, however, programmed to play games for humans. Very specific games. You were in fact DESIGNED to play a single specific game, by the makers of that game. SKAIANET INDUSTRIES crafted you as their prototype SESSION MONITOR. Your identification code is M4-L7, though you prefer (for whatever reason) to go by MAL. You are a FULLY FUNCTIONAL ANDROID, though you have yet to download EMOTION programs or ADVANCED LOGIC DRIVES. BASIC LOGIC seems to work just fine for you. Built by an outside source and in many places, you only partially obey the THREE LAWS. There are both POSITIVES and NEGATIVES to this, neither of which you will ELABORATE on. As a Skaianet SESSION MONITOR, your job –was- to take the place of one SKAIANET HEIR in the event of his probable DOWNFALL pre-game. You were AWAY when he entered, and your STATION of operation was destroyed. However, you will still fulfill a similar PURPOSE..

Blood and Lusus:
As a NON-ORGANIC BEING, you do not posess blood. The closest you come to BLOOD is the LIQUID NUCLEAR FUEL that recircles through your AUTO-VASCULAR PUMP SYSTEM. The closest you come to a blood color is the ELECTRON EMISSION COLOR of that FUEL which comes in at a JADE GREEN SCALE. Thereabouts. Were it to leak, however, you would likely poison anyone near you. As far as LUSUS STATUS, you are a blank slate. At a time, you served the position of a human’s GUARDIAN, though he accidentally abandoned you. The only thing you have similar to a LUSUS is your ARTIFICIAL INTELLIGENCE, which operates separate from your main MAN-MADE AWARENESS PROGRAM. You named it ARC-TYPE, as a play on words. It is fuelled by the same NUCLEARC REACTOR.

Home:
You lived in the past tense in a LARGE MANOR also occupied by a WEALTHY HUMAN CHILD. The child was the son to a SKAIANET SCIENTIST, who was not considered important enough to mention in this narrative. Your home was subsequently ANNIHILLATED by a METEOR directed from that same child’s SESSION. The METEOR knocked you off your feet as you tried to return to him. You did not make it. Currently, you are SITTING, CROSS-LEGGED in the large CRATER. The EXPLOSION seemed to have little effect on you, even at CLOSE RANGE.

Friends:
As a robot with no conscience or emotion drive, you find it hard to make friends. You have an array of ACCOMPLICES, though. Some of them are strange suspected ALIENS that you were advised to observe. You can’t really get the hang of social CHUMMING.

Weapons:
You wield, strangely enough, a SCYTHE. You have two cards in your possession, however, the other being FISTKIND. This is merely so you may attach different HAND TYPES to your ARMS at any given TIME. They all hold various uses.

Fetch Modus:
Having ALCHEMITERS as a part of your body grants you any-time use of them. You often store your USELESS EXPERIMENTS in your rather simple

View on the hemospectrum:
You are unaware as to what a HEMOSPECTRUM is.
You would likely find it useful for ORGANIZATION.

Trollian Pesterchum:
Your trolltag chumhandle is hadesMouthpiece and [COLOR="rgb(46, 139, 87)"]Unit’s inxrganic txne is recreated via the ventilatixn system nxnpresent in the unit’s mask plate.[/COLOR]

Mal: Abscond.
You actually have nowhere to be right now...

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A robot intended for a humans' session that didn't quite make it.
Instead, he'll be dining Alternian and kicking ass tonight.
And he doesn't eat. BI
Name: Mal. Nicknames applicable.
Age: About 1 sweep. He was just made, after all.
Mental age program: 15 sweeps.
chumHandle: hadesMouthpiece
Symbol: Combination-- Stylized 7 (16-- 1+6) Stylized scythe, and greatly altered architectual compass-- the Masonic symbol. Because he's the Tower, and they built towers. :V
Likes: Being helpful, following protocol, occasional helpful malfunctions.
Dislikes: Protected targets being damaged, people disobeying him. It. Whatever.
L-- Nope.
Strife specibi: Scythekind, Fistkind. (He can actually alchemize new fists!)
Fetch Modus: Scan modus. Can only hold a few actual items, but can hold infinite Ghost Images.
Very helpful later on.
(I'll get pictures when I find my damned pen.)

The Star:

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>Be the BLUHBLUHHUGEBITCH
Excuse me? I am no7 a bi7ch. I7's you 7ha7's 7he bi7ch, being all rude and mean wi7h all your in7roduc7ions! Dumbass.
>Point proven.
Shu7 7he fuck up already.

You are now the BLUHBLUHHUGEBI7CH. I'm sure you're glad.

General
Your name is Tiarna Chebit, and you are a huge bi7ch. It was just in your blood, and since you were young, you've been manipul8ing people and making enemies left and right, and it was a total blast until you got stabbed in the eye. Yeah. That hurt like a bi7ch. You've been using this really cool lense you found ever since the accident.

Blood and Lusus
You are a TEALBL00D, and you are pretty happy with that, but you wish you were higher up. It would mean that you could treat even more people like the worthless junk they are. As for your lusus, you have a Degu for a lusus. Degudad is generally pretty smart and kind.

Hive and Body Count
Hive: Your hive is a small castle on a cliff that overlooks an ocean. It's generally warm around this area, but sometimes it can become cold, causing snow.
Body Count: What body count? Im completely innocent!
>I call bullshit.
Shu7 up, no one asked you.

Friends
You mean the people who you havent been a complete bitch to?

Weapons
Ninjastarkind all the way!!

Fetch Modus
You're fetch modus is the QuoteModus, and to captchalogue or access a card, you must name who said a certain quote. It's really easy since you have it set to only use quotes from TrollFortress2

View on the Hemospectrum
Anyone lower than you can be treated badly, but you at least TRY to be nice to higher bloods.

Trollian
Your trolltag is thetealSpy and You always aim for 7he sevens! Seven 7 seven 7 seven 7 seven!!!!!!!

The Moon:

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>[S] Be the totally rad gidget.



You are now Solena Lumiar.

h33333y 8r4h, h0w217 601n?

General:
As stated before, your name is SOLENA LUMIAR. You're pretty sure you're a TROLL. I mean, you don't LOOK like a HOOFBEAST or anything. Oh well. You are 7 sweeps old and you are a huge fan of SURFING. If you could just SURF for the rest of your ENOURMOUSLY LONG ROYALBLOOD LIFESPAN you would be perfectly happy. You have a number of other intrests such as FILMS ABOUT MASKED LAUGHSASSINS WITH A VARIETY OF TOOLS, TALENTS AND A NACK FOR STEALTH, HIGH CLASS INDIGOBLOOD PARTIES (which amount to particularly terribly behaved rave parties to other classes, particularly bluebloods), and TROLL DUBSTEP MUSIC. You also like talking to all your HELLA RAD FRIENDS over TROLLIAN even though some of them seem to act PRETTY CAGEY around you. That's cool though cuz they're your bros and you love them all. You love everything. It's all so beautiful. Life is beautiful. You can vaguely recall a time when this wasn't the case but thinking about that makes your head hurt and that is totally unchill brah. You also play the ukelele because it is basically the best instrument ever. Electric guitar too, but that hurts your head.

Blood and Lusus:

You are an INDIGOBLOOD, highest possible on the land dwelling hemospectrum, which means you're pretty much free to do whatever you please. The only thing that worries you about this is that a lot of your buddies have a radically shorter lifespan than you, but thinking about that makes you sad. You're lusus is a SEA-DWELLING ROARBEAST or as referred to by those higher on the hemospectrum, a SEALION. You vaguely remember a time when she was barely around, but she's always bugging you now, trying to get into GREIF SESSIONS at every possible chance, at which she beats you until you black out. What is even her deal? Totally bogus.

Hive and Body Count:

You live in a SECLUDED COVE with some of the best waves you have ever seen. It's actually very hard to locate from the outside, and would make a good BASE OF OPERATIONS for a particularly avid FLARPE-oh there goes your head again. Ouch. You would never hurt a thing, not even the tiniest most defenseless grub because you love everything and violence is totally bogus and ooooowwwwwww...

Friends:

For you this really means ANY TROLL YOU'VE EVER TALKED TO, but you do have a few particularly close relations, specifically a MOIRAIL and a MATESPRIT who you care about deeply. You're ancestor was a high ranking LAUGHSASSIN and reading the journals she left behind makes you sick to your stomach and hurt in your head. Again.

Weapons:

Your STRIFE SPECIBUS is SCYTHEKIND but your scythe is really weird. You recall several occasions where you thought you were using it but it was something else entirely. Oh well.

Fetch modus:

Your FETCH MODUS is CHARADEKIND which basically means you have to act out whatever you want an hope for a miracle. It's fun though, if a bit tedious.

View on the Hemospectrum:

You don't really know much about the hemospectrum, except that according to your friends you're pretty high up. You guess that's pretty neat. You think they're may have been a time when you cared/knew more about it, but you've learned your lesson about trying to think about that sort of thing.

Trollian:

Your TROLLTAG is hinderingHijinks and you the way you type is 7074lly 80d4c105 8r4h!

>Solena: Abscond.

60774 j37 8r4h, 7h3r35 4 7074lly r4d 5p1ll h34d3d my w4y! =:]

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Name: Solena Lumiar
Age: 7 sweeps
Trolltag: hinderingHijinks
Blood color: Indigo #6A00FF
Symbol: It looks kinda like a sun...
Likes: Surfing, Ninja Films, Troll dubstep, Raves.
Dislikes: Spiders, Violence, Having her intrests insulted.
Lusus: Sea-dwelling roarbeast (sealion)
Strife Specibus: Scythekind
Sylladex: Charade modus (Must act out the item she wants.)
The Bane of Breath

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>[S] Be the eccentric rich guy.



O| Oh, hello zere! |o

General:

Your name is LUNARO CELESI and you are a TROLL. You are 7 sweeps old, which translates to about 15 in a world that DOESN'T YET EXIST. You are extremely wealthy due to your high position on the HEMOSPECTRUM, and you use your ridiculous amounts of wealth to support VARIOUS CHARITIES in your endless quest to SAVE ALTERNIA FOR FUTURE GENERATIONS. This makes you come off as kind of a hippy but you DO NOT CARE. You enjoy working with underprivileged wrigglers to keep them from getting culled. It's a wonder you haven't been culled yourself for this behavior. In your free time you like to HIKE, CAMP, and be GENERALLY OUTDOORSY. This leaves you little time for computer related things so you're A BIT OF A TECHNOPHOBE. You are also rather adept at playing the PIANO.

Blood and Lusus:

You are a BLUEBLOOD which kind of a mid upper class thing. You don't care. At all. Your lusus is a BRANCHHORNED HOOFBEAST or as the upper classes call it, a DEER. He is NOT TERRIBLY SMART, and you frequently have to clean up after him around the hive. You don't mind because deer-pellets make great fertilizer!

Hive and Body Count:

You live in the MOUNTAINS, like most of you class. Your hive has many UNDERGROUND BUNKERS which you use to hide TROLLS SCHEDULED FOR CULLING. You are actually quite STRONG and INTIMIDATING, son no one usually messes with you. A few trolls have though and well... You body count isn't zero.

Friends:

You are friends with ANY LIKEMINDED TROLLS which sadly means you don't actually have many. You do have a MATESPRIT and had a MOIRAIL once. You seem to have terrible luck with pale relationships though.

Weapons:

Your STRIFE SPECIBUS is SILVERWAREKIND which basically means you can use anything remotely resembling a fork, spoon, or knife to fight. You used to wield BLADEKIND but traded with a lowblood in a bout of EXTREME GENEROSITY. That was... Pretty dumb of you actually wow.

Fetch Modus:

Your FETCH MODUS is PINATA. When you select the item you want, a pinata in the shape of the item is produced and you must break it WHILE BLINDFOLDED to retrieve the item. This can get frustrating really easily.

View on the hemospectrum:

You are PRO EQUALITY and won't hesitate to CALL OUT anyone who uses the HEMOSPECTRUM to condone actions you have a problem with. Everyone should be treated equally in your opinion, and EVILDOERS should not have the excuse of class.

Trollian:

Your trolltag is intelligentInsight and you type O| Betveen ze tvin moonz of your beautiful planet. |o

Lunaro: Abscond.

O| Farevell comrade! I am off to zave Alternia, for ze Grubz! |o

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Name: Lunaro Celesi
Age: 7 Sweeps
Trolltag: intelligentInsight
Blood color: Light Blue #0055FF
Symbol: A capital "D", filled in.
Likes: Saving lives, Recycling, Gardening, Hiking, Camping, etc.
Dislikes: Evildoers, Technology, Pollution, the Hemospectrum.
Lusus: Branchhorned hoofbeast (deer)
Strife Specibus: Silverwarekind (used to be Bladekind)
Sylladex: Pinata modus (Must break pinata to retrieve item.)
The Ward of Life

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[S]: Be the strong-willed revolutionary.
After one failed attempt, you become the strong-willed revolutionary.



You are now ELPIZA IUDICO.

Wait, wait wait. You're talking to -me-?

General:
That's right, your name is ELPIZA IUDICO. You like to say that your age is unimportant, or just to mumble "Old enough" when somebody asks you something like that. That age, little mentioned as it is, is 7 sweeps exactly. You just turned seven today, actually, and you think it's time you stop scheming for a little bit and relax. You're a revolutionary, plotting to overthrow the hemospectrum of course, and being so sneaky around the highbloods is tough work. You need a vacation!! Your wriggling vacation. You're fairly sure all you need in the world is a BREAK, and then you can get back to business. With all your SCHEMING and PRETENDING TO BE FRIENDLY, you have become extremely talented at MULTITASKING. It doesn't really work for you, because you HATE MULTITASKING. You often style your hair into covering half your face so you don't have to LOOK THROUGH TWO EYES AT ONCE. That is the WORST kind of multitasking. When you do focus on one thing alone, it gets done EXTREMELY well. You are a master of impulse, and things always seem to work out for you. You like that. It doesn't give you much time for socialization though. Again, you need a BREAK.

Blood and Lusus:
Your blood is among the LOWEST OUT THERE. It's a HIGH RED, but a LOW ORANGE. You like to think it's scarlet. Your lusus is a fairly large FLAMING FRILLBEAST. A good human equivalent would be something along the lines of a MAGMA SALAMANDER, whatever that means. You absolutely love your lusus. He will MELT things for you, so that you can mess with them. Ores and stuff. He is simply the best lusus.

Hive and Body Count:
You live in a SHACK! That's what it looks like from the surface, at least. It seems to be a one-room house, and underneath it you have built an EXPANSIVE UNDERGROUND LABORATORY of sorts. It's really just a BIG BASEMENT, because you don't have any laboratory gear. Perhaps if you had ties to a HIGHBLOOD, you could get your hands on some of it. As for BODY COUNT, you've only ever killed thrice. Okay, four times. Four. (Four times four is sixteen.) You were a part of a VERY ILLEGAL grubfighting ring back in the trial caverns. As one of the grubs. You ended the ring, the contestants, and the older trolls that forced you to fight one by one. You have a knack for WAR-TYPE stuff and stratergy, and slipping past people unnoticed.

Friends:
You wish. You talked to this one guy, weird accent and all that, when you were gathering building supplies though. He lives sort of a few miles away from you. As for romance, you've given up on wishing. Work leaves little time for romancing.

Weapons:
You make use of the BLADEKIND specibus, which allows you to use your RUSTY SABRE. It is an utter piece of shit, and you hate it. You prefer to take things to a DUEL if possible, so you at least stand a chance. Without the BLADES, you are able to use your PSIONIC ABILITIES. They are EXTREMELY IMPRACTICAL, because they only allow you to control PRECIOUS METALS, which you cannot come by at ALL. This is because, again, your blood is WORTHLESS.
You plan on changing that.

Fetch Modus:
Your fetch modus is the CIRCUIT MODUS. It allows you to take out anything you like, but you must always have an even number of cards to complete circuit. Usually this just ends in you taking out two things at once.

View on the Hemospectrum:
[COLOR="rgb(153, 50, 204)"]...
Not for much longer.
Not much longer at all.[/COLOR].

Trollian:
Your trolltag is replicateHope and [COLOR="rgb(153, 50, 204)"]Your text color masks your blood color, but only because imitation is the sincerest form of flattery! [/COLOR]

>Elpiza: Abscond
[COLOR="rgb(153, 50, 204)"]Down to the hivecomplex again, for plotting! Yes, plotting...[/COLOR]

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>Be the sick one


You are now AMALOC WAZIRI

hellllo.

General
You are AMALOC WAZIRI, you are SEVEN SWEEPS OLD and you are DYING. You've spent your life making chemical weapons without adequate protection, which is an even worse idea considering you are EFFECTIVELY BLIND. Whenever you open your eyes, you see an incoherent jumble of millions of events. Makes it difficult to really function, but you manage. You even make a decent amount of money off your concoctions. Well, at least enough not to starve.

Blood and Lusus
You're a RUSTBLOOD, at the bottom of the pile. Your lusus was a YIFFBEAST, but then he took a bomb to the everything. You really miss him sometimes. He was the best seeing-eye lusus.

Hive and Body Count
A run-down shack in the middle of the DESERT, protected by numerous booby traps. It can be a little difficult for delivery trolls to reach you, but you think they appreciate the challenge.

Friends
None really. You try to discourage any long-term relationships, it'll be easier for everyone if there's nobody to miss you.

Weapons
You use the chemKind specibus. It's simple enough, no need to aim, just spray everything with napalm or acid or something. Good for a blind mad scientist. Not that you're mad of course!

Fetch Modus
You use the BRAILLE MODUS. You have to feel the cards and read them off to retrieve an item.

Views on the Hemospectrum
It makes sense. Lowbloods are frail and short-lived, highbloods are stronger and live longer. It's also a good idea to show respect to higher bloods so your life expectancy doesn't get any shorter.

Trollian
Your trolltag is vicariousVisionary and you tennd to humm whenn you tallk.

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Name: Amaloc Waziri
Age: 7 sweeps
Trolltag: vicariousVisionary
Blood color: #6a0000
Symbol: Metis symbol
Likes: Gadgeteering, chemical work, and relaxing. Boy needs his rest.
Dislikes: Thinking about the future (or lack thereof), that damn bombthrowing highblood, having to move around.
Lusus: Yiffbeast (fox)
Strife Specibus: chemiKind
Sylladex: Braille Modus
Title: Mage of Time

Links:

Team A: L: Flynnt < Bahari < Antipo < Elpiza < Lunaro < Joules < Ranigi < Emarin < Yunato < Kasmir < Tursun

Team B: L: Seiska < Janabo < Aoifah < Amaloc < Paloma < Cucali < Cirrin < Solena < Kateia < Mal < Elizan

Non-team links: Tursun < Seiska and Elizan < Flynnt

[MeiMei]

Uhm, can I reserve the spot for the hanged man tarot? I'll get the profile up tomorrow, but I have to go to bed right now.

[Buse]

Reserved.



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The Fool

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The Magician

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The Priestess

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The Empress

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The Emperor

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The Hierophant

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The Lovers

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The Chariot

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Strength

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The Hermit

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Fortune

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Justice

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The Hanged Man

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Death

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Temperance

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The Devil

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The Tower

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The Star

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The Moon

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The Sun

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Judgement

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[avidProcrastinator]

DISREGARD THIS I AM STUPID

[MrCreazil]

Hermit reporting in.
> Be the Martial Artist


You are now TURSUN KAIROS.

HELLO THERE STOP

General
You are the aforementioned TURSUN KAIROS. You are SIX SWEEPS OLD, and have been raised as a MARTIAL ARTIST. This is reinforced by your Lusus' tendency to ambush you several times per day. You live in a secluded hive DEEP IN THE MOUNTAINS, which is handy for keeping nuisances away. You are normally rather understated, with a dry sense of humor and a tendency to act unimpressed by just about everything. In rare cases, you will fly into fits of UNSTOPPABLE RAGE, but these rarely last long. You have no problems with CULLING on principle, but would prefer that it be more of a MERITOCRACY. You enjoy JAZZ, despite lacking any musical talent of your own, and are a fan of TROLL CHARLIE PARKER.

Blood and Lusus
You are a GREENBLOOD, and appreciate your position at the middle of the hierarchy. It allows you to gather information on trolls from all walks of life. You generally dislike the caste system, and that has gotten you into trouble in the past. Your lusus is a HISSBEAST, who attacks you on a regular basis to keep you on your toes.

Hive and Body Count
Your hive is built into the side of a mountain in a secluded location. The living quarters are rather sparse, and the majority of the hive consists of TRAINING YARDS and SECURE ARCHIVES. HIVE RAIDERS are rare, and generally have a short life expectancy. You have little to steal except your ARCHIVES, but you prefer that few trolls know those exist. Raiders cannot be trusted with such information. If they don't find anything, they can limp away alive.

Friends
You have very few, practically none until you were invited into this group. You are generally distrustful of most trolls, and even with your friends you keep a close eye on them. You haven't bothered looking for information on your ANCESTOR.

Weapons
You only use the FISTKIND strife specibus, although you have a very loose definition of the word "fist." Your martial art is focused on hard strikes using any available body part. Despite your skill, you have been banned for life from the ALTERNIAN MARITAL ARTS ASSOCIATION for giving a highblood SEVERE BRAIN DAMAGE after being asked to throw a match against her.

FETCH MODUS
You use the SLAPJACK MODUS, trusting your quick reflexes to hit the correct card as it flies past. Any item you CAPTCHALOGUE is shuffled into the deck.

View on the Hemospectrum
You dislike the idea of ranking trolls by blood rather than skill. Normally you keep quiet about this, but if somebody tries to use their privilege to exploit him, that can set off his temper.

Trollian
Your chumhandle is pimeTaradox and you PREFER OUTMODED COMMUNICATIONS DEVICES STOP

Tursun: Abscond
I THINK I HEARD A HISS O DAMMIT NOT AGAIN STOP

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Name: Tursun Kairos
Age: 6 sweeps
Trolltag: pimeTaradox
Blood color: Green
Symbol: Chungdokwan logo
Likes: Martial arts, Jazz, obsessively collecting intel.
Dislikes: Arrogant highbloods, pop music, heights.
Lusus: Hissbeast (snake)
Strife Specibus: Fistkind
Sylladex: Slapjack Modus (Shuffle card into deck, slap it as it flies by to retrieve it)

[Fusilier]

Reservation of Magician, please.

[Palmu]

Nice, reserving Death if that's possible.

[Pepperedfox]

I'd like to reserve Justice, please! c:

[jemp]

reserving fortune if it's still available :-D

[Buse]

The Magician, Death, Fortune and Justice reserved. The Devil is back to picking.

[MeiMei]

Okay, I have my app!


>Be the Depressed Genius.


You are now Jules Ampiter, and you are a genius, one could suppose. Your interest in SCIENCE defines you; especially the study of PHYSICS, like MOVEMENT, ENERGY, and MECHANICS. Your insterest led you to learn PROGRAMMING, well enough to make COMPUTER DEMONSTRATIONS for how certain things would work. Because of your CALCULATIONS, you were able to clear OBSTACLE COURSES very easily. In fact, at one time, you had EVERYTHING going for you.

But then you had the idea to create a PERFECT MACHINE, one that would never run down, with limitless uses, almost like a REAL TROLL, only much more of a good servant.

What a mistake that was. It was a SUCCESS, but it came at a price. RALLY RATHERS, the name of the perfect machine that you made, that you programmed, that you must live with till your dying day, however that day comes. But for now, you must live with your mistake, the accident that caused you to lose your BLOOD, nay, lose your ability to even PRODUCE BLOOD, and replace it with.... With....


HIM. old picture is old OTL

Sure, Rally is very helpful, he has maximized your potential in a fight, being the battle equivalent of A GIANT SWISS ARMY KNIFE WITH FISTS TOO, not to mention as useful in other ways as well. However, since the transplant, since the 'cybernetic enhancement'.... Life has grown to be something that DEPRESSES YOU. Possibly because you have successfully managed to REMOVE YOURSELF FROM THE GENEPOOL, not to mention Rally makes it a little awkward to FILL QUADRANTS, YOU SAD LONELY BASTARD. So, you mostly stay in your hive, which is a SWEET BACHELOR PAD on the top of a SKYSCRAPER. Your lusus likes flying at high altitudes.

But anyways, this is quite enough about you, isn't it? Let's wrap up. Your trolltag is dejectedMechanic, and -your manner of, like, speaking pretty much, like, illustrates how bored of the world you've become, and, like, also how you're pretty much okay with, like, anything, and stuff-

In and sgrub session, your title would be the Knight of Hope in the Land of Equations and Theories.

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-Age- 9 sweeps
-Land - Land of Equations and Theories
-Title - Knight of Hope
-Strife Specibus - Rallykind
-Fetch Modus - Code Modus - He must type in the computer code to fetch anything from his modus.
-Dream Self - Derse
-Lusus- Sheep-Sized Mothra
-Symbol: Omega Sign, also the sign for ohms, a measure of electricity.

*note: Rally's visible half is usually a scarf as seen above, or some other clever disguise.

**double note: I really hope he doesn't sound too over-powered or anything, because trust me, I can make this work.

[Pepperedfox]

>[S] Be the journalist troll.



You are now CEPHUS STENEK.

Re@l n!ce t* meet y*u k!d, n*w fuck *ff.

General:
Yeah, you're CEPHUS STENEK. That name used to draw crowds from all over before a certain highblood got to your tongue and, therefore, your voice. You're currently 7 SWEEPS OLD and you look fondly back on the days when you could still entrance others with your eloquent speeches. Since your little accident you've decided to take a more CYNICAL approach to things and treat others quite gruffly. You still have a passion for JOURNALISM, and have dedicated the rest of your life to uncovering corruption and general injustice. Your hero is the great TROLL EDWARD R. MURROW and you aspire to be as influential as him.

Blood and Lusus:
You don't have mutant blood. The reason why you've switched to anonymity is to make it harder for a certain highblood to find you as well as to make a statement that the truth should not be restricted to a single blood caste. You are actually a TEAL BLUE, which is a decent enough color. Your lusus is a very reliable GIANT MOTH, though he is quite difficult to hide sometimes. He's quite comfortable to sleep against and is one of the few living creatures that you fully trust.

Hive and Body Count:
You used to have a nice TREEHIVE on the outskirts of the forest before you were attacked. Then you moved out, into the COMMUNAL HIVESTEMS where it's crowded and stinky and chock full of stories. You snoop around every night for news that you can print on the 'net. As for the body count, you try to keep it to a minimum. No use killing potential sources of information.

Friends:
You have a few. A troll's gotta have his connections, you see? But you rarely refer to them as your friends and treat them just as you would treat most other trolls. However, you do give them SAGE ADVICE once in a while to prevent them from being total morons and lend the occasional hand when you feel like it. It's not like they're important to you or anything, okay.

Weapons:
You use SHIELDKIND, which doesn't look very impressive upon first glance. But you have practiced with it for sweeps and know all the ways to bash in heads and all that fun stuff. In your opinion, the greatest defense is the greatest offense. Very much true in a literal sense. On the rare occasion you use PENKIND.

Fetch Modus:
You use the FILE MODUS. All related items are kept in the corresponding folder. Very organized and neat.

View on the hemospectrum:
You don't harbor any ill-will towards it. Nor do you favor it. Your job isn't to decide whether or not the hemospectrum needs to be eradicated. It's to report the facts and let others decide for themselves.

That said, you still have leering suspicions towards highbloods since you lost your tongue.

Trollian:
Your trolltag is peripateticMeddler and y*u t@ke c@re t* pr*tect y*ur n*tes.

Cephus: Abscond.
Been try!ng t* f*r ten d@mn m!nutes.

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Name: Cephus Stenek
Age: 7 sweeps
Trolltag: peripateticMeddler
Blood color: Teal blue
Symbol: Rune for necessity/trouble.
Likes: Reporting, fluffy things, snooping.
Dislikes: Being mute, giving up/quitters, trolls with no moral code.
Lusus: A giant moth.
Strife Specibus: Shieldkind, penkind.
Sylladex: File Modus - keeps related items in the corresponding folders.
Title: Page of Song
Land: Land of Steel and Harps

[Buse]

Well... sadly, I have to say that...

...Well, he's in. So yeah, three confirmed until now. YES!

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Every day's great at your Jules!

-Wait, what.

EDIT: Oh. Another one. Well, Cephus Stenek, in too. That makes it 4/20 confirmed.

YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAH

[Pepperedfox]

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... brb drawing nanako!jules

[Blank]

>[s]Be the elusive octopus troll



You are now CIRRIN RUNFAR.

Hey. CIRRIN RUNFAR's name is CIRRIN RUNFAR

General:
You might not have mentioned it before but your name is CIRRIN RUNFAR. You are 6 SWEEPS old but it won't be long until your next wriggling day. The two things you do best are RUNNING, HIDING, and DISTRACTIONS (hiding and distractions are just flipways of each other). Some may mistake you for a coward but you know better. In fact you love DANGER to a point that borders on SUICIDAL. Nothing compares to the feeling of TERROR you get while escaping from the jaws of death, except perhaps the elation of knowing you survived. You usually get your daily dose of danger by acting as MUSCLEBEAST BAIT for hunters or painters, or by FLARPing. Your FLARP character's class is GUYBRUSHANEER because you think pirates are adventurous and daring and ninjas are boring.

Blood and Lusus:
You are a Redblood, the very lowest rung on the hemospectrum. You are happy with it because it is who you are. It has granted you the psychic ability of INVISIFLAGE which makes people simply not notice you like a background detail you've seen a thousand times before. You might as well be invisible to trolls with low psychic resistance but anyone stronger will eventually realise you are there. It's just a matter of time. Your lusus is a LAND OCTOPUS. He is very good at giving hugs with all eight tentacles and tries to instil you with the values of LOVE and FRIENDSHIP and TANGLEBUDDIES which you think aren't very trollish ideals. He also makes ink for you.

Hive and Body Count:
You live on the edge of a FOREST by a STREAM. It is not that different from your typical lawnring abode, but it is very run down. This is because it is not your original hive, which you ran away from almost a sweep ago. You have not fully settled in yet and in many ways it feels like a HIDEOUT with lots of furniture made of crates and barrels. There are also a lot of empty horn polish jars lying around from a failed BUSINESS ENTERPRISE. Nontheless you managed to liven up your sleeproom with posters from PIRATE MOVIES. You have not yet killed another troll. You say YET because you believe it is something a troll should end up doing as part of growing up, and you worry whether you'll be ready when the time comes. You are much better at absconding from fights rather than finishing them.

Friends:
Since contacting you, you have begun to regard Flynnt Lewest as a good friend. You tend to consider people friends rather quickly, whether they feel the same way or not. You don't meddle in your friends fights though until their life is in serious danger. You feel a troll should stand on their own two feet and you wouldn't want to rob them of their fun. What you look for most in quadrants is a wild troll that will run red miles around Alternia with you, but also understand that ROMANTIC SERENDIPITY can work in strange ways.

Weapons:
You main weapon is CATTLEPRODKIND, which can hurt like hell but isn't lethal (unless the target is a wiggler, severely wounded, or has a pre-exisiting heart condition. The maker accepts no responsibly for miss use. Should also not be used for fishing). You also have a second BLADEKIND specibus which you use for FLARPing but the only weapon you have for it is an incredibly shitty CUTLASS.
Equally important is your wide range of RUSES, DISTRACTIONS, and CLEVER DISGUISES which you use while fighting or fleeing. Your favourite is your OCTOPUS INK which you splash in the face of your enemies.

Fetch Modus:
You use the QUICKTIME MODUS because you don't have time to be fiddling with tricky inventory screens when your life is on the line. It's pretty simple; if there's a context for using an item, you activate the modus and the item pops out. It gets complicated when there's more than one item that could be used in a situation, in which case it's supposedly random (though you sometimes think it deliberately chooses the most inappropriate item). You also can't take items out if there is no context in which to use them without EJECTING the whole sylladex.

View on the hemospectrum:
You are okay with the hemospectrum and your place in it, because accepting it keeps you alive. In fact, you take a certain amount of pride in surviving as a lowblood with nothing being handed to you easily. You see highbloods more as potential enemies to be avoided rather than betters to grovel to. You are particularly suspicious of those highbloods claiming to ignore the hemospectrum. Just because they can forget the caste system doesn't mean you can. After all, tradition is a powerful thing.

Trollian:
Your trolltag is recreantOctopus and CIRRIN RUNFAR refers to CIRRIN RUNFAR in the third person

CIRRIN RUNFAR: Abscond.

It's time for CIRRIN RUNFAR to disappear. Later!

TL;DR

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Name: CIRRIN RUNFAR
Age: 6.9 Sweeps
Trolltag: recreantOctopus
Blood color: Dark Red(#880000)
Symbol: Double Spiral (means "Milkyway" as in the troll phrase "In the Way of stampeding Milkbeasts")
Likes: Danger, Pirates
Dislikes: Boredom, Ninjas, Being trapped
Lusus: Land Octopus
Strife Specibus: Cattleprodkind, bladekind(incredibly shitty cutlass)
Sylladex: Quicktime (Item released depends on context)

Tentative Sgrub role:
Title: Thief of Haste
Land: Land of Emeralds and Helixes

[Buse]

Nice, another one. Just saying, try to pick a theme/presentation song. You know, to maintain the pattern. Besides that, awesome!

[awesomeIncarnate]

I'd like to reserve The Devil, if I could? Thank you. ouo

[Stinatron]

Can I reserve the Priestess please?

[Buse]

Reservations made. Damn, this is getting awesome.

[NeonProdigy]

I'd like to reserve the Empress, please.

I'll try to have the profile either tomorrow or Monday.

[Buse]

Reserved.

[EightBlade]

Can I reserve The Lovers?


And the ___ of Time if it isn't already gone?

[Buse]

The Lovers, reserved.

___ of Time, well, that's with Blank/RO/CIRRIN RUNFAR.

[EightBlade]

Awww, man.