Trollslum 9, Old-school style with Quincunx's Hvalur Lepton

**The Next Decade** · 05-08-2012, 09:08 AM

==> Be the...

Any stupid jokes, and say good bye to your heeeaaart... Understood? \XXX/
==> Ouch... Be the cool guy with a snake on his back.
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Your name is Ternox Niraga, and you're guy with a snake on your back. Which is actually your lusus. You're 7 sweeps old, and an ANON.

You don't like idiots, these words pretty much describe you. Because of that, you prefer to be alone, listening to music, or playing some video games, or something like that. But you're much less "closed in" with the ones, who you can call your friends. But well, you don't have any for now, and you're pretty bad at making friends. Also you like pancakes.

No, you don't FLARP. And you don't play in any other stupid role-play games. And not because your lusus sometimes occacionally eats other troll's hearts. Well, not only because of that. One time you had a Matespit, the best Matespit you ever known. She liked to play FLARP, and you always accompanied her in the sessions. But she's no longer with you. One weird lime-blooded troll murdered her. Not killed, but murdered in the most cruel way he known. And then just ran the hell out of here, leaving you and your beloved corpse alone. Since then you become an Anon, and noone, even your new matespit, if you find any, will know your blood color, because you think that all this hell began because of it.

Your lusus is a parasitic snake, somehow connected to your spine. It eats hearts, or draws everything he needs from your body. Luckly, he eats not only troll's hearts, even though he thinks that they're the most delicious. So, there's a lot of beast corpses around your hive. Other than that, you have good relations. You're lnot even like father and son, but like bros. He even helps you in fights, bites your opponents with his jaws, sometimes with enough power to break the bones, and make a pass-through hole in enemy's body.

You use a shotgun-kind Strife specibius, and a Fetch modus called "orb". It ejects the object in a transparent sphere, and you need to break it with something. Or use another object to instantly disentegrate the orb that defends the first object, and the other object itself.

Your trolltag is heartConsumer, and When you're in a normal mood, you just spell "heeeaaarts..." and place the jaws at the end of everything. \XXX/. But if you're angry, ...you start to switch from a quiet angry tone... TO A RAGEOUS *nak* NAKING SHOUTING! \XXX/

**Emochick** · 05-08-2012, 07:34 PM

((Rewrote.))

Your name is Tearra Starin and you're a 6 sweep old brown blood.
You live in a hivestem with you rat lusus, Star. To start with you are scared of everything. No matter what it is. You faint at the sight of blood, which is bad luck for you. You have the worst luck. You have one power which is to turn invisible for an hour,which comes in handy when you get scared. You love knitting and sewing and have became good at it. You now sell the stuff you make. You are a You are a vegatarian and love salads (without dressing), tomatoes, and herbal tea. Just to be clear you dislike sweet things. Your strife modus is set to batkind. Your modus is set to knitkind. You have to knit the thing that you want out. Your trolltag is veiledLife and you speak like this, Ummm, I'm sxrry tx disturb yxu, but is it xk<y if i sit here?

**Dudemaster47** · 05-09-2012, 02:59 PM

> Be the psychotic artist with an explosion fetish.

-< well...when...you...put...it...that...way...

>Fine. Be the artist with a knack for booby traps.

-< what...?
-< i...liked...the...firsst...one...better...

>...

Your name is DONNER KERVAN, and YOU LOVE CRAFTING MINES.

Landmines, that is. And mineshafts as well, you're always digging around your lawnring to either EXTRACT MINERALS FROM THE GROUND for your ART or to BOOBY TRAP THIS MINEFIELD EVEN FURTHER, which also is for your ART. See, you are constantly in need of both materials and inspiration for your artistic pursuits of sculpting and painting, and thus you use the clay from the rich deposits beneath your hive and are constantly digging it out of the ground, or you use the scattered remains of your "MODELS" as inspiration for your paintings. Your models are the victims of your mines, and also your source of paint. In your opinion, you could use A LITTLE MORE TRAFFIC TO YOUR HIVE, but victims...er, models come often enough.

You have something of an EXPLOSION FETISH, and an UNHEALTHY OBSESSION WITH LURING FEMALE TROLLS TO YOUR HIVE. Of course, most of your "models" end up being the matesprits, moirails, and kismesises of the female trolls that you creep on, rather than your creeping victims themselves. You can't help being creepy, it's just how you are. Along with psychotic.

You are, of course, naturally adept at navigating both the minefield that is your lawnring as well as the pitch-black labrynth of mineshafts beneath your hive because of your psychic power, which amounts to a sort of SEISMIC RADAR. See, you're able to sense even small disturbances in the ground, which allows you to sort of "see" three specific things:
- What is in the ground (so you can easily tell where your mines are, as well as find deposits of clay and ores and all that).
- Where the composition of the ground changes (allowing you to figure out where air pockets, and thus your mineshafts are) and...
- Where something is moving in/on the ground (meaning you can pick up footsteps from about 50 feet around you)
So, even when someone manages to successfully navigate your minefield, you just have to hide out in your mines and let them get lost, then you can just ambush them and drive your TRUSTY PICKAXE through their nugbone. Of course, it's actually somewhat migraine inducing in crowded areas, so you tend to only use it if one or two trolls are nearby, or if you're alone.

Your lusus is what some trolls call a "Creeper", and you like to think you inherited your love of explosions from him. Your modus is a Skip List Modus, which creates a random path through about half of your cards each time you open it. It's pretty convenient, although if something isn't in the first card it can take forever to access it if the modus decides to be temperamental. You have two strife specibi, pickaxeKind and bombKind, although the only bombs you ever carry are land mines you've rigged to explode on impact with anything you throw them at.

You have a tendency to get overexcited and full of a sort of bloodlust-filled glee whenever you're talking to prospective vict-"models". However, when you're engaged with friends, you tend to stay a bit more on the intelligent and reserved side, speaking always slowly and carefully. You also enjoy playing boardgames like chess in your free time, usually online or with one of your acquaintances who sometimes visits your neighbors. You also, on occasion, like to take out your anger by punching your least favorite neighbor's tree.

Your trolltag is xerialCanvas and -< you...have...a...tendancy...to...hissss...and...ss ometimess...go...BOOM!

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**AnonymousPerson** · 05-12-2012, 11:27 AM

Name: Jrocks Phybob
Gender: male
Blood colour: indigo
Age: 7.85 sweeps
Trolltag: N/A
Abilities: can chill in any situation
Typing Quirk: N/A
Strife Specibus: duelswordkind
Fetch modus: N/A
Dream planet: derse
Land: Land of silence and beanies
Consorts: N/A
Hero Title: N/A
Quadrents: N/A

**Mooeena** · 05-12-2012, 08:47 PM

Your name is Nezumi Suttar, and boy do you love LOOTING.

You are an eight-sweep-old noble of NAVY-BLUE BLOOD and you don’t resent your place on the hemospectrum ONE BIT. With your rank and money, you can do WHATEVER YOU WANT without repercussions, and what you like to do is STEAL. You’re wealthy enough to not need to steal, but the thrill of breaking and entering is just too fun to stop. You prey on NEIGHBORING LOWBLOODS, because even you have enough sense not to anger an indigo or water-dweller. While you consider yourself a master thief, you’re not exactly subtle. Your method of attack is to break in, take whatever appeals to you, and leave. Nearby trolls have learned to not fight back too much when you arrive, because you tend to BLOW HOLES in the homes of those who resist with your trusty BOMBKIND specibus. The items you obtain tend to just pile up in your hive, and you’ve taken to wearing a variety of stolen clothing, although you always wear your FAVORITE HOODIE along with them.

You aren’t a nice person. In fact, you’re a self-centered bully. You’re too busy taking trolls’ prized possessions and destroying their homes to actually stop and make friends with them. While you have had a few black or pale advances on you over the sweeps, you were always too much of a CRAZY BITCH to return the feelings. Sometimes, when you’re alone in your hive for too long, you start to feel just a little bit LONELY, but you normally just brush it off: Who needs friends, anyway?

Your best (and only) friend is RATMOM, for whom you bring lots of shiny and/or edible gifts. She’s the coolest Lusus ever. She always loves your presents, guards the hive from intruders, and never makes you brush your hair. Ever.

You employ the POCKET modus: it stores only as many items as you can stuff into your pockets, and the items you retrieve from it are COMPLETELY RANDOM, but you use anyway because it came from your fave hoodie. Your trolltag is voraciousRodent, and you <SPAAK LOUDLY AND SPITT ALL OVAR ANY TTROLL YOU TTALK TTO.~ (All caps, doubles Ts, replaces Es with As, contains text in a ‘rat’.)

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**FubbalyWubbaly** · 05-14-2012, 07:49 AM

Your name is Lymora Soreus

You are 8 sweeps old and FABULOUS!!
You tend to be quite blunt and cold at times. You love pissing off sea dwellers for a laugh but that has nearly got you culled a few times. You show a strong interest in FLARPing, not because you love games, but because it's so dangerous and you get to hurt things. You are sometimes described as quite the flirt, once you have had a few martini's under your belt.

For hobbies, you can often be found gathering up cool ingredients, as you are an alchemist. That's right, you enjoy brewing poisons and potions, and reap the many benefits of their healing and killing properties. You could make a great doctor with this fantastic medicine, but you really couldn't give a shit about dying trolls, oh well.
Speaking of alchemy, you even brew up your own liquor. Though, you haven't mastered the recipe yet and you brew can be a bit on the strong side
You often find interest in history and are sometimes out on trips to hunt down ancient artifacts for precious decorations. Your hive is littered with ancient crap.
You also find enjoyment watching horror movies. Just about any horror movie you will watch, even the real shitty ones.
One of your pet Hates is water. Since sweeps ago, on one of your glorious little adventures of finding ingredients for your armature alchemy, you had become trapped in an old hive that had flooded with water. You had almost drowned when your lusus found you in time. Secretly, you are somewhat jealous of the sea dwellers' ability to survive underwater.

You have been known to show a softer, kinder side. Sometimes you surprise a few trolls when you actually talk kindly to them. This is usually the case when you're pretty happy.
You are pretty kind to those in your quadrants though... Apart from your kismesis. When you get one that is.

Your lusus is a giant dog-looking creature with pincers and a scorpion tail. She usually goes off hunting a lot and ends up dragging back dead corpses to your hive. Yuck! If there is one thing good she taught you, that is to fight well and fight dirty as you you were left alone for days at a time as a grub. You eventually learned to depend on yourself and you tend to feel ashamed when asking for help.

Unlike some of the lucky ones of your blue blooded brethren, you never got to have any cool powers. Instead you have fairly good physical strength. You fight with cocktail bombs every now and then that you brew up yourself. But mostly you usually fight with your fists or nails, you have longish nails, perfect for scratching.

You don't really care much about the spectrum. Royals just use it as an excuse to throw their weight around and you tend to find that quite annoying. You are not too fond of most green blooded trolls as nearly all you had ran into had annoyed you. You even had killed a green blood because she was so annoying, not to mention the part where she tried to attack you. Though, there had bern a rare few of green bloods you enjoy hanging around with. Ever since you killed her, you've had a sea dweller on your trail, hunting you down. You have had a few run-ins with him, which you escape from with some pretty bad injuries, which is why you tend to wear a lot of make up, do you can cover the scars he had left behind.

Your hive is a lovely ancient tower, that's not actually ancient... You just styled it that way. It sits on the edge of a cliff, overlooking a beach down below. It's a fair long way down from the cliff. Your lusus resides in a cave just under your hive, at least she won't be dragging those smelly corpses into your hive, bleh!

Your troll tag is historicalAlchemist[HA] and you tend to speak with your ()'s !n neat l!ttle b()ttles

Info!! (strife specibis, dream planet ect ect)

**FubbalyWubbaly** · 05-15-2012, 08:20 AM

Your name is Tunkan Ragwin

You love extreme sports, or anything starting with EXTREME. Those cuts and bruises on your face is just a show of how extreme you are! Though, you are pretty clumsy, some of those bruises are just from falling down the stairs but SHHHH, don't tell no one.
You enjoy watching fights and you always try to show off your guts and strength by accepting ridiculous bets, as if you weren't hazardous enough. You also seem to have a skill riding this strange device that is a flat board fashioned with 4 small wheels. You call it a rollboard since it rolls everywhere.You also enjoy doing stunts and acts, especially if there is pain involved. like you say, "no pain, no gain"

You are a pretty chill dude, but loud and noisy. you often go overboard on many jokes, killing them in the process. if there is one thing you like though, its a good bet, and more importantly, winning at them! You can easily be dared into doing anything if there is a bit of money and pride involved. most of your bets are so dangerous, you have your scars and broken horn to show for.
when it comes to fights, you would rather sit back and try to solve it with words rather than fists, but when someone really ticks you off, you can be sure to rely on you trusty rollboard to turn into a pretty good weapon.

You have no real special power except for that you can heal pretty good. That would explain why you don't have as much scars as you should normally have. Is that even an ability?
When it comes to the Caste, you're pretty chill about it. You help out those below you and you listen to those above you, but you pretty much treat everyone equally. Though, you find it upsetting when people abuse their position in the caste.

Your lusus is a flying sloth, who does more slothing than flying. You often wished he would get out more and do more active stuff, but his laid back attitude ends up rubbing off on to you and you end up being chill with him.
Your hive is underground. Just only the entrance sticks out from the top of the ground. surrounding your hive is a large tropical forrest of large trees, perfect for practicing stunts.

Your trolltag is deathdefyingStunts[DS] and you Talk in a Zomewhat laid back way Duuuuuude

Info!! (strife specibis, dream planet ect ect)

**LaughingForHugs** · 05-16-2012, 09:26 AM

Draxel Akorus

Your name is DRAXEL AKORUS and you are a PARANOID and ANGRY high blood. Despite your often ANGRY and CYNICAL DISPOSITION you are somewhat intelligent. You are definitely not a GENIUS but nobody could accuse you of not putting your think pan to its proper use.
You don’t CARE much for associates or accumulating them, they’re all just a massive WASTE of time to you. The only reason you come out in public is to OBSERVE THE MASSES, you have quite the unhealthy obsession with the behavioural habits of other trolls, you can often be heard muttering to yourself about your observations, or writing them down in a notebook, because of this you have been called a STALKER from time to time. You also have a bad habit of CHEWING on your WRITING APPARATUS.

You often suffer BLACK OUTS but you are sure nothing too important happens during them, although you have noticed STRANGE INK on your NOTEBOOK or PENSWORD after some more public black outs.

As an INDIGO BLOOD you suppose you should do your duty and become a MIGHTY and FEARED Subjuglator someday and you might do a good job at it, you even wear the face paint, but despite understanding your SACRED DUTY you still feel a little hesitant about it for reasons you HAVE YET TO COMPREHEND.
You live in your hive in a very RECLUSE area up on a hillside somewhere. You like living here because it’s out of the way and nobody really ventures up here. Your LUSUS disturbs you to no end; she is a GRIFFON which you call GILDA. You dislike her because you feel as if her head doesn’t match her body.
You like to think you are quite knowledgeable in the ways of BEHAVIORS and HABITS since you have FIVE bookshelves full of NOTEBOOKS which contain your notes on the BEHAVIORS of other trolls.

Your TrollTag is rancorousCarnage and you speak- in a way which you believe conveys. Your. Seriousness.

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**Amulet~** · 05-16-2012, 10:07 PM

> Be the sneaky hoarding chick.

,<V> I suppose I don't rrreally mind that. <v>

Your name is VARIZIA CORVUS. You are 6 SWEEPS OLD.

Mostly, you're a fairly laid-back Troll and for this reason you tend to get on fairly well with others. You are a limeblood and like a lot of people in the middle of the hemospectrum, your temperament is SOMEWHERE IN THE MIDDLE. You're not rebellious like lowbloods or crazy like highbloods, and indeed you're just kind of a nice balance, if a bit introverted and sometimes you're a bit whimsical, but you're pretty intelligent and pragmatic overall.

However. One of your MAJOR personality weaknesses is GREED. You are EXTREMELY AVARICIOUS, and your HIVE is filled to the BRIM with USELESS JUNK you've dragged there from your various expeditions. You are at least PRAGMATIC enough to have some kind of FILING SYSTEM so you're not force to crawl through mountains of junk to get to where you need to go. Mostly, you just CRAM IT INTO CLOSETS or anywhere that it can fit. That is why your HIVE is located on top of a CLIFF FACE and in fact is partially underground; The various nooks and crannies make for excellent storage. Plus, you need your hive to be sturdy for the sheer amount of USELESS JUNK you hoard.

Although NOTHING in the world gives you GREATER PLEASURE then COLLECTING things for your stash, you can't but think your AVARICIOUSNESS is partially the fault of your Lusus, Crowmom. When you were younger and couldn't travel by yourself, Crowmom would take you on expeditions with her, and together you'd search for pretty thinks to decorate her nest with. She especially liked gemstones, maybe because she has strange, gemstone eyes. You never questioned how she could still see with those things, but whatever. Afterwards, you'd cuddle up in her feathers and sleep. Her nest is on top of your hive on the very cliff-edge, and it's pretty big. However, when you got older, Crowmom made you go on expeditions of your own as well, to maximise profit, so you started collecting stuff for yourself, too, even stuff that you HAVE NO IDEA what it even does. You just can't help yourself. You also STEAL compulsively, but you do at least have STANDARDS- you don't steal things that have a lot of SENTIMENTAL VALUE to others.

Because you have had an eye for decorating from Grubhood, you like to MAKE THINGS, usually just decorations, but you're pretty RESOURCEFUL and you can make various WEAPONS and TOOLS from bits and pieces, so you're a little bit of an INVENTOR. You also LIKE COMICBOOKS and in fact you're working on one of your own, but you're a bit private about it as it's not very good. Like Crowmom, you adore jewellry, but you prefer to STASH IT rather then WEAR IT. You like to FLARP on occassion, but your GREED often gets you side-tracked. Also, although you don't really partake in DESTRUCTIVE ACTIVITIES yourself, you like watching things EXPLODE or SHATTER. You're not sure why, but you think it's oddly BEAUTIFUL.

Now, onto your ABILITIES. Being GREEN-BLOOD (and you're only a hue away from being yellow, actually), does have advantages. For one thing, despite your relatively unobtrusive nature, you are actually fairly adept at MANIPULATING people, and you won't hesitate to do so if it will get you what you want, although you don't like to do it out of sadistic pleasure. Conveniently, your psychic power works something like a DOWSING ROD, so you can find VALUABLE OBJECTS in a mountain of TRASH, if you have to. You yourself don't DISCRIMINATE with your hoarding and take anything that attracts your attention, but it DOES prove useful if you're strapped for boondollars. You can also SENSE other people's moods, even if they are attempting to HIDE IT. Funnily, this doesn't often happen to you; People never seem to notice if you're being mocking or insincere, or at least, most people. You can also INFLUENCE their emotions, but STRONG-WILLED people can RESIST it, as can people with POWERFUL PSYCHIC POWERS. You can use this ability for GOOD or for ILL, but generally you don't go out of your way to HURT PEOPLE unless they're in your way. Actually, your mood-sensing/manipulating powers work well with your personality, as people often mistake your mellow nature for being harmless, they don't REALISE just how subtly-manipulative you are, or at the very least they tend not to think too much of it. Except for certain people, especially one ANNOYING, HIGH-STRUNG blueblood who is always trying to SABOTAGE you and EXPOSE your scheming ways to everyone. You only find this IRKSOME at best, though.

Really, it takes a lot to make you ANGRY, but you dislike being INTERRUPTED, especially if you're working on a new project, as you tend to get very ENGROSSED in what you're doing once inspiration hits. One of your GREATEST FEARS is to be left with nothing, and as such, even if the extremeness of your condition is a bit SHAMEFUL, you find sentimentality in RANDOM OBJECTS. Also, you NEVER feel as though you have ENOUGH things. You're simply COMPELLED to get MORE things to fill the void...

You don't have a Matesprit, or any Quadrants filled for that matter, although for whatever reason, people are always trying to get you to Auspitice with/for them. Probably because overall, you're more practical then most, flights of fancy/hoarding issues nonwithstanding. You're not terribly interested in that, though. You suppose you'd make a fairly competant moirail, though. (Certain annoying bluebloods would make a decent Kismesis, but you just don't have THAT KIND OF CRAZINESS in you.)

Your trollhandle is BeguilingLarcenist and you tend to slightly <v> rrroll yourrr rrr'r, like you'rrre purring. you rrrarrrely swear or use CAPS, and you decorrrate your sentences with little decorrrate jewels. <v> Your StrikeSpecibus is Whipkind, as you prefer prehensile weapons, since fighting doesn't interest you terribly. (And it's hard fighting in a skirt.) You can if you have to, though. You come from the LAND OF CAVERNS AND GEMS.

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**Tspuun** · 05-16-2012, 10:59 PM

> Be the cranky bundle of bitchiness

Your name is SERJII ELAPID and you are about SEVEN AND A HALF SOLAR SWEEPS old. Your blood is a pretty HIDEOUS PUKE GREEN that lies on the lower end of the middle of the hemospectrum. You are NOT RESENTFUL of this fact in the slightest.

Your HIVE is located in an ACTIVE VOLCANO right next to the ocean. Its location is overall quite indicative of your other FANTASTIC LIFE CHOICES. You have a pointed interest in CHEMISTRY, particularly the variety relating to POISONS and CORROSIVE ACIDS. However, your REMARKABLE CARELESSNESS has resulted in you POISONING YOURSELF on more than one occasion, and covering your arms in ACID BURNS. Your other interests include STABBING anyone who gets too near your hive. You have a PARTICULAR DISLIKE of BLUEBLOODS, HIGHBLOODS, and SEADWELLERS, but this really has more to do with their tendencies toward being MASSIVE DOUCHEBAGS and you are NOT BITTER AT ALL about your place in the hemospectrum. While you don't care much for ROLEPLAYING, you sometime engage in FLARP SHENANIGANS, mostly as en excuse to engage in STABBING SHENANIGANS.

A potential explanation for your EXTREME BITCHINESS may be the fact that you accidentally submerged your RECUPERACOON in lava. You haven't ever really had a GOOD NIGHT'S SLEEP since.

You have some MINOR TELEKINETIC POWERS. They actually kind of suck, and the use of them usually results in you SPILLING VIALS OF ACID on yourself. Perhaps as a result of taking so much UNNECESSARY PUNISHMENT, you have actually become quite RESISTANT TO PAIN.

You think REDROM is INCREDIBLY STUPID and a WASTE OF YOUR TIME. This also includes PALE ROMANCE. The LUMBERING IDIOT that keeps washing up on your beach is DEFINITELY NOT YOUR MOIRAIL, and the mere suggestion of it is INCREDIBLY STUPID. In fact, all of your quadrants remain EMPTY.

Your lusus is a MASSIVE SLITHERBEAST, who spends most of her time BASKING near OPEN POOLS OF MOLTEN LAVA. Your FETCH MODUS is one your designed yourself. It breaks captchalogued items up into their BASE ELEMENTAL COMPONENTS, which must be reassembled in order to retrieve. It's really good for storing your NUMEROUS CHEMICAL CONCOCTIONS and VERY LITTLE ELSE. Your chosen STRIFE SPECIBUS is STABKIND, which includes all manner of DELIGHTFULLY STABBY things, particularly your TRUSTY PAIR OF DAGGERS.

Your trolltag is malignantApothecary and you speaX with a decidedly Xaustic tone of voice.

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**ZDG** · 05-17-2012, 06:08 AM

Originally Posted by opticVisualist

Only suggestion

First of all, i don't think he/she asked for a critique.
Secondly, if you think it's bad, could you at least point out what is wrong instead of just posting this? You can't really help anyone by being vague like that.

**opticVisualist** · 05-17-2012, 06:45 AM

Originally Posted by ZDG

First of all, i don't think he/she asked for a critique.

**BewareOfNerd** · 05-17-2012, 11:10 AM

OV, this thread is for fantroll profiles only. Anything else should be taken to the trollslum genchat.

**Sypher** · 05-18-2012, 12:29 AM

==> Be the stealthy troll

What a completely absurd notion! Why, you don't see any stealthy trolls around he- Ooooooh I get it now...

Your name is RAZIEL NAVAAR, and boy are you a piece of work.

You have a fondness for THE ART OF STEALTH, and as such are the owner of SEVERAL STEALTH GENRE GAME GRUBS. Your knack for SNEAKING TOMFOOLERY has also led you to an EARLY RECRUITMENT INTO THE ALTERNIAN IMPERIAL SPECIAL FORCES, accompanied with your PSIONIC ABILITY to BEND LIGHT AROUND YOU and thus turn COMPLETELY INVISIBLE FOR A SHORT PERIOD. You have been rigorously trained in HAND TO HAND COMBAT, THE USE OF SMALL BLADES, INFILTRATION, INFORMATION GATHERING, PARKOUR, and INTERROGATION. You weren't, however, trained to be SOCIABLE.

You're often seen as COLD,DISTANT and SECRETIVE. but that's because you're very PROTECTIVE of yourself and THINGS YOU CARE ABOUT, so much so that you sometimes come off as PARANOID. You don't know how, but you can just TELL when people HAVE THEIR EYES ON YOU, and it REALLY BOTHERS YOU when people touch you without your knowing of it. Despite being a TRAINED AND EFFICIENT KILLER, you often try to SKIP AROUND using violence to get your way, primarily to CHALLENGE yourself, and partly to DISTANCE yourself from your other, more violent peers. You are overly CAUTIOUS and have a habit of putting your hand on your KNIFE at any sign of danger.
Speaking of which, you keep a large amount of KNIVES on you at all times, mostly because your Lusus is always DOGGING you to STAY ALERT. You often like to practice THROWING your knives and over the sweeps you have gotten RIDICULOUSLY GOOD AT IT.

You are home on INJURY LEAVE from a certain INCIDENT that gave you the “X” shaped scar on your forehead. You have another much bigger scar on your abdomen but you are MORE SENSITIVE about your newest one. You feel like a freak, but your LYCAN LUSUS seems proud of it, having a few scars of his own. You've always been known as a bit of a DIE HARD, having survived several LIFE THREATENING INJURIES.

Your Trollhandle is ghostlikeTactician and you Ֆpeak in a calm, yet serious voice...Дlthough you get hard to understand when you’re ¥ΣΓΓ☤Иℭ...!

Name: Raziel Navaar
Age: 8.9 Solar Sweeps
Gender: Male
Symbol: http://0.tqn.com/d/chemistry/1/0/9/1/antimony.gif The symbol to the metal Antimony. It is often symbolized by the wolf.
Blood Color: Amber
Trollhandle: ghostlikeTactician
Quirk: Uses Symbols as capital letters. Uses an ellipsis at the end of his sentences.
Strife Specibi: Knifekind
Fetch Modus: Hide N' Seek modus.
Lusus: Lycan Dad
Title: Rogue of Space
Dreamer: Prospit dreamer

**Juggalette2Xcombo** · 05-18-2012, 10:54 PM

Your name is Sammii Hetchi and you are 8 sweeps old.
Your blood colour is a dark orange not that you care for the hemospectrum, you spend your time out in the wilds enjoying yourself.
You have the ability to commune with the beasties but you cannot control them and you wouldn't like that anyway because you are a more sit back kind of troll, not action troll.
Although you find that you can only talk to your own lusus who resides in your wild tangled locks.
You enjoy growing plants... or watching them grow and singing to all your woodland friends.

Name: Sammii Hetchi
Gender: Male
Blood colour: orange
Age: 8 sweeps
Trolltag: primordialNonsense
Abilities: He can manipulate vibrations allowing him to talk to animals and plants
Typing Quirk: N/A
Strife Specibus: N/A
Fetch modus: N/A
Dream planet: prospit
Land: Land of forests and beasts
Consorts: N/A
Hero Title: N/A
Quadrents: N/A

**Overlard** · 05-20-2012, 12:16 AM

> Be the troll with zip sense of her position

---(+)--- Pssssh, buzzkill! ---(+)----

Wonderful AB by Finepoint!!!

Your name is CHARSA KATHUS, and you're about SEVEN SWEEPS. Your life is pretty dang normal, as far you're concerned! Others might disagree, pointing out the large amount of damage to your hive's lawn which consists of a lot of craters. Craters from which smoke is belched from model wrecks of aircraft. Of course, as a ROYAL BLUE blood you're not exactly obligated to give a shit. Because appearances are LAME!

What isn't LAME is getting OUT there, man! Exploring the wilds of Alternia for adventure! Consuming extremely copious amounts of energy drinks to the point of possible health damage and digestive sac pumping requirement! Those sorts of things. You'd like to freaking FLY too, but your lusus absolutely forbids it from you, on the grounds he thinks you'd end up killing yourself by accident. Stupid feathery asshole. Instead you try and make do with remote control airplanes instead! These aren't half as fun, and most of the time you make them smash into the ground. The bigger ones tend to cause the aforementioned craters.

When not busily RUINING the local hive market with your antics, you like to ROAM into various lowblood areas and see who is TOUGH enough to take you on! You're always itching to let some energy off, and one of the best ways to do it is with a good old BRAWL! Naturally you don't always win these fights, and you sometimes end up with a few BROKEN BONES. Nursing back a broken bone is the WORST YOU DON'T EVEN KNOW!! You can't really hold the pain against them though, they just proved how HARDCORE they were!

During one of your rare bits of down time, you like to watch WAR movies! Action-y! Propaganda filled! You don't care! You're not really interested so much in the army as you are in the BOOM BOOM KAPOW bits. You also kinda like to look at those shiny stars up in the sky as well! Sure, they're not very exciting or anything, but they can be a little pretty! You feel pretty sorry for anyone who can't actually see them, for whatever reason. You know. In a platonic way. Not like actual pity, jeez.

Now, you actually DO pay attention to that hemospectrum thing! You know lowbloods are meant to be kept under careful watch, to never trust them, blah blah blah lowbloods are bad, you get it. That doesn't stop you from picking fights with them anyway for kicks! As long as they don't go about purposefully trying to piss you off, you don't really care about them. Seadwellers, on the other hand, unnerve you. They're the big bosses, and you've got to listen to them! Or...do you? There's that odd rivalry thing floating around too. The one nobody seems to really remember the reason for. To be honest it just gives you a headache.

Your hive is situated in the upscale part of a LAWNRING, taking up a lot of space thanks to your nice blood. Overall it's pretty GOOD! It has many posters of WAR and associated PROPAGANDA, most depicting dog fighting aircraft and space ships shooting beams of DOOM. There are also piles of discarded comic books about the place, all about BRAWLIN' HEROES. Those are clearly the best heroes. You keep those a bit secret though, since a lot of trolls you've talked to think comic books are for SISSIES. Your VULTURE of a lusus tends to agree with that, trying to encourage you to act more like your blood says you should. You're always asking him to let you ride on him and he never agrees! Privately you think he's just being a FATHEAD.

Your strife specibus is axeKind, with a preference for TOMAHAWKS. Them things are great for hacking down various things you've forgotten various keys to! Percussive maintenance and all that. Why can't everything be solved by throwing axes at it?

Your fetch modus is CLOCKWORK. It involves a set of gears and cogs appearing on the card you want to access. The puzzle demands you find a way to assemble this group so that they can all spin at once. Why can't you have a more exciting modus? This is one is just lame. And boring. Lameboring.

Were you to be convinced of a game's EXPLOSIVE POTENTIAL, you would be the PAGE of LIFE in the LAND of CRATERS and CANYONS.

Your trolltag is impulsiveAerialist and ---(+)--- Y*u've g*t planes *n the brain! ---(+)---
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((AU Profile!))

Your name is CHARSA KATHUS and you are SEVEN SWEEPS old. Your current living area is a FLYING CITY far above Alternia. However, this introduction has nothing to do with how SCREWED Alternia's surface is, it's about you! Your RADICALLY ROYAL BLUE blood has granted you many great boons in life, starting with awesome access to technology and a relatively easy job in your city.

But NUTS to easy living, you say! That is INCREDIBLY BORING. Instead of lounging about and yelling at greenbloods to yell at lowbloods, you spend your time chugging various energy drinks and badgering mechanics to fix up your FLYING MACHINE. They never seem to get around to it though. Possibly because as soon as you hear "It can fly, kind of" you promptly take it out and fly it around until it breaks and you crash land back into the city. Personally, you think the rustblood mechanics are just lazy as shit.

But when you're not busy giving all the lowbloods headaches and PHOBIAS of flying machines, you explore the SLUMS of the city you've been trapped in. Sure, it can be dangerous, especially since a lot of lowbloods have grudges against highbloods such as yourself. They don't exactly appreciate the visits. Sometimes you get a broken bone or two from such visits, which sucks SO MUCH YOU DON'T EVEN KNOW. Not that you really get angry at the offending lowbloods. If they can actually break something in you, it just makes them SO FREAKIN' HARDCORE in your possibly deranged mind. In your opinion, those that are HARDCORE/DANGEROUS are the best type of pals to have!

In your few bits of down time, you also enjoy standing on your hive's BALCONY, watching other AIR MACHINES streak by in the distance. Plus the stars are kinda pretty! You feel bad for anyone who gets sent to the surface. Not because they'd probably die (No, going down there would just be a WICKED ADVENTURE) but because they probably can't see all the pretty stars! You eagerly await your ninth sweep so that you can join the fleet to see them all up close! Then blow them up! Blowing up stuff is pretty damn fun in your opinion!

Your opinion of those lower than you is pretty nonchalant. The midblooded guys are alright, even if they're mostly pencil pushers. Which is lame. So lame. They're so dull...Anyway! The lowest of bloods you consider pretty COOL, if only because they have to be tough as nails! The trolls higher than you are actually kind of annoying. The indigos are always fighting over who needs to worship what, and it gets pretty aggravating to have to constantly slam the door in the face of one badgering you about the latest religion. It gets worse when you get reprimanded about being rude to those higher than you too! You're thinking of just signing up for one religion already just so you can tell the others to get lost without getting yelled at. The royal governors are...well, you don't really know. You don't visit them. You just know they run the city. Overall, however, you like to encourage anyone who can stand yor presence

Your personal HIVE is pretty NICE by all standards. It's got posters of various WAR PROPAGANDA plastered all over it, usually depicting dog fighting flying machines and deadly space ships! There are piles of discarded comic books about BRAWLING SUPER HEROES left all over the place. It's actually kind of embarrassing, since a lot of trolls think comics are for NERDS. Your lusus, a ferocious VULTURE, certainly seems to think that. That feathery asshole is always on your case about being more fitting of your caste, and is probably the sole reason you actually bother to check on the greenblood supervisors.

Your strife specibus is axeKind, your preferred type being the TOMAHAWK. You would not believe the amount of times you've actually had to break down a door with one. Usually because you forgot your keys. Stupid keys.

Your fetch modus is CLOCKWORK. A diagram of gears and cogs appears on the card you wish to access, and you must properly assemble them so all of them can spin. This modus is most lame and boring. You hate puzzles. Puzzles are dumb. Your modus is dumb.

If you were to play a GAME, you could be the MAID of BLOOD, in the LAND of ASH and WIND.

Your trolltag is enterprisingAviator and ---(+)--- Y*ur planes are always sh*t up! ---(+)---

TL;DR

**grakkers** · 05-20-2012, 03:27 PM

==> Be the nosy troll

HEY! Are you TALKING about ME over there~?!

Your name is EIFENA PATHEN.

You are precisely 7 sweeps old and you are one of the WORST KINDS OF PEOPLE. Your blood is a lovely SNOTTY YELLOW color and you like to think of yourself as some kind of BELOVED ROYALTY, even though you definitely AREN’T. In fact, you’re PRACTICALLY A PEASANT and other trolls tend to HATE OR AVOID YOU. Several times your more athletic moirail has had to DEFEND YOU from these other trolls, who more often then not decide to cull you for being so unbelievably IRRITATING.

You sometimes wonder exactly why people find you so annoying, but you are unable to recognize that it is because you like to STICK YOUR NOSE WHERE IT DOESN’T BELONG. Sometimes you like to believe that you are someone who can help people TALK ABOUT THEIR FEELINGS and as a result FEEL BETTER AS A PERSON. It’s just who you are. But as it turns out, trolls DON’T LIKE TO TALK ABOUT THEIR FEELINGS. In fact, they pretty much AVOID IT LIKE THE PLAGUE. Hence, whenever you try to offer a generous helping hand it usually culminates in hiding out for a few days, particularly if your athletic moirail is not around.

Your only companion during her absence is your LUSUS, a particularly chubby Tapir who is intensely protective of you. Granted, she is a Tapir and cannot do much to actually protect you, which is why you are forced to go into hiding. She tries, bless her, she tries. From the time you were a grub she has attempted to TRAIN YOU TO FIGHT, but unfortunately you are immensely uncoordinated and being trained by a Tapir didn’t really help at all. Luckily, being a lowblood has allowed you some PSYCHIC POWER…that you haven’t exactly fine tuned quite yet. Any attempt at using it has usually brought down parts of your hive, the damage of which you can’t really afford to fix properly. On the bright side, you currently have five skylights.

However, as the name suggests, these skylights tend to give you a view of the horrible bright burning Alternian sky and sun, forcing you to dig an UNDERGROUND LEVEL to your hive in order to shield yourself during the day. Though you have to admit, it’s actually pretty cozy down there. You’ve since installed a small space where you can indulge in your secret love, COOKING. This secret love is also kind of necessary, because your Fetch Modus forces you to BAKE A SPECIFIC RECIPE in order to receive a corresponding item. It’s kind of impractical.

Your STRIFE SPECIBUS is panKind and it is GROSSLY INEFFECTIVE. Your troll handle is empathicTapiroidea and you tend to SPEAK as if you are TRYING to GET SOMEONE’S ATTENTION~!!!

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**calypsosugar** · 05-20-2012, 11:26 PM

>>Be the cautionary troll

Your name is REPERA LAGARO.

You are roughly 7.5 sweeps old, and DAMN NEAR EMOTIONLESS. You generally don’t talk much, and as such are often IGNORED. Not that you mind, of course, as STEALTH is the area in which you shine.

Other than STEALTH, your ATHLETIC SKILLS are somewhat impressive, and you use them if needed when someone is trying to make you their DOORMAT, which you are not. Unless that someone is a HIGHBLOOD, then you can be used ANY TIME THEY WANT. You think the Hemospectrum is kind of silly but go along with it so your ass doesn’t get CULLED. Your lone relationship is being MOIRAIL to someone MUCH SMALLER AND WEAKER than you, and as such you have to PROTECT them more often than you’d really like. You have no interest in MATESPRITSHIP or KISMESIS at the moment, but if it just came to you, then you WOULD NOT MIND, you guess.

Your home is WELL HIDDEN from PREDATORS, which is a good thing because you are extremely PARANOID about PREDATORS. FEAR is one of the few emotional states of being that affect you, and as such you rarely get enough SLEEP because you think PREDATORS ARE EVERYWHERE. You are always ON YOUR GUARD, and distrust STRANGERS. This fear was most likely passed down to you from GATOR MOM, your LUSUS. GATOR MOM, like you, rarely shows EMOTIONS, and when she does they tend to be VILE ANGER, PARANOIA, and the occasional expression of LOVE. Thankfully, GATOR MOM only shows ANGER when THREATENED.

Your blood is a PUKEY GREEN color, so your status is DECENT. Your STRIFE SPECIBI is JAWKIND, a TRAP you found ages ago and converted to a WEAPON (read: it’s a TRAP ON A STICK). You use it to CLAMP onto the limb of choice and TWIST said limb. Despite your TOUGH DISPOSITION, you are INCREDIBLY PATIENT and have impeccable ATTENTION TO DETAIL. These skills combined have made you VERY SKILLED at making miniatures. Your Fetch Modus, the MINI MODUS, requires you to MAKE A MINI of the item you want to retrieve. It is INCREDIBLY INCONVENIENT at times. Due to this inconvenience you have often uttered COLORFUL LANGUAGE in response to it.

(So, in recap...)

**Cliff_Racer** · 05-20-2012, 11:26 PM

>Be the indigoogol.

WhaT does ThaT even mean.

You are now KUMARA FLOYDN.

Tonight is a completely normal night for you. You get up, check that your supply of CURARE-TIPPED NEEDLES is sufficiently barbed, ignore that TERRIERROR of a lusus you have, get dressed, then head out for the night. You're a MATHEMATRAUMATIZER, and as such, you have an agenda to keep. You mainly calculate distances on Alternia and beyond the stars using clever trigonometry. People always thought math was useless, but is knowing the distance from Alternia to the star Felis Majoris IX useless? Probably.

Many words describe you in person-person interaction. They mainly range from APATHETIC to CRUEL, BRAVE to CARELESS. INTELLIGENT to INSUFFERABLE. All are true, in your opinion. You don't really care about the hemospectrum, or many laws in general for that matter You have your own damn agenda, you don't need some SYSTEM MADE BY THE WO-MAN to tell you who and who not to kill, who and who not to boss around! You have a hedonistic outlook on life, and for you, happiness sometimes means death. Not an issue. Your other hobbies include stargazing, reading and fashion.

Your LUSUS is a real piece of work. His name according to him is SCOTTIMUS THE FILTHY, but he's really just a tiny canine with a knack for sprouting bony spines. You call him the TERRIERROR, since he's one terror of a terrier. Badum-pish. Horrible.

Your sylladex is Charades. The card gives you an action related to the item inside. You must perform it to retrieve it.

Your strife deck is allocated to blwgunKind. You have a variety of needles to go with, which you generally shoot with thread attached so you don't lose any needles.

Your trolltag is mendaciousCalculation and The mysterIes and deepesT <onfInes of mathemaTIcs are no se<reT To you.

Were you to play sGrub, you'd be the Sylph of Heart at the Land of Topaz and Labyrinth.

**SUPERLOZER!** · 05-21-2012, 07:31 PM

> Be the self conscious sculptor

You are now SEIONU CAERIS, a peasant of UMBER BLOOD. Awhile ago you reached the nearing-adult age of 7.5 SWEEPS. This makes you nervous due to the NEARING DRAFT and the DRONE that will eventually come pounding on your door, but we can talk about that SOME OTHER TIME.

You are a HEMOSPECTRUM RESPECTING troll. Since you were young your lusus has stressed that you BE NOTHING BUT POLITE around them. You understand this rule to be ABSOLUTE with almost no exceptions. You BY NO MEANS would ever HURT, INSULT, or CHALLENGE a highblood or their authority. Though, you have found yourself forgetting CERTAIN PLEASANTRIES at times, and you believe it to be the GREATEST OF FAUX PAS. This will usually cause you to ERUPT into a STREAM OF APOLOGIES. Of course, this sheepish nature can lead you into some HORRIBLE SITUATIONS. Thankfully, you've AVOIDED A FAIR FEW, most likely a result of NOT INTERACTING WITH HIGHBLOODS OFTEN. After all, you're a BROWN-BLOODED PEASANT, below their notice unless you're doing something to DRAW ATTENTION.

Now, you do your best to ACT WELL IN A SOCIAL ENVIRONMENT but it's NOT ALWAYS EASY. You are a bit SOCIALLY AWKWARD, especially when it comes to EMOTIONS and, strangely enough, YOURSELF. You also have a BIT OF A TEMPER that shows most clearly when you've been INSULTED FOR AN EXTENDED LENGTH OF TIME. Usually you attempt to REMAIN KIND and attempt to DIFFUSE THE SITUATION, but eventually enough is enough. As stated earlier highbloods have the effect of making you VERY POLITE, though usually you extend some form of the courtesy to FELLOW LOWBLOODS. This usually shows itself in the form of PLEASE'S AND THANK YOU'S, along with a CONSISTENTLY HELPFUL nature that branches all blood colors. Overall you're NOT A VERY CONFIDENT TROLL but you GET ALONG OKAY DESPITE IT.

Your INTERESTS are NOT MANY but they of course STILL EXIST. For one, you ENJOY LEARNING an awful lot. You love having an INFORMATIONAL BOOK or an INTERNET GUIDE to something in front of you. Your lusus has made sure that you understand that INTELLIGENCE IS IMPORTANT, especially when considering your social caste. You also ADORE CHESS/CHECKERS/AND ANY OF ITS VARIANTS, they're games that WORK THE MIND, and your view on that is already stated. Most of all however you ABSOLUTELY LOVE SCULPTING. Bowls, cups, vases, and sculptures, they ALL INTRIGUE YOU and making them FILLS YOU WITH OVERWHELMING JOY. While you still AREN'T GREAT AT IT you seem to be PRETTY DECENT at the art. All of these interests make A BIT OF A MESS OF YOUR RESPITEBLOCK, though your lusus never comments on it unless she's found herself stepping on an especially sharp game piece. Then you CLEAN LIKE THERE'S NO TOMORROW. You hope to maybe have a SCHOLARLY or TACTIC related job in the ALTERNIAN FORCES. Though you DOUBT YOU'D BE GIVEN ONE.

Like your interests YOUR SKILLS ARE LIMITED. Your constant use of them has made you GREAT AT CHESS AND CHECKERS, though it's NOT VERY PRACTICAL. The SAME COULD BE SAID regarding your SCULPTING. A MORE USEFUL SKILL could be your SKILLS WITH A CHISEL AND HAMMER which you use in your HAMMER&CHISEL STRIFE SPECIBUS. You also a bit of a PSYCHIC GIFT. Nothing exceptional really, you can just MAKE OUT THE MINERALS in the GROUND BENEATH YOU. It helps with FINDING CLAY but you really haven't FOUND MUCH ELSE USE for it.

As a peasant blood you weren't able to get the BEST HIVE or the STRONGEST LUSUS but you have found yourself HAPPY with both. Your lusus is a strict but lovable GIANT BURROW BEAST, known simply as a MOLE. You affectionately call her MOLEMOM. Your hive is a modest little thing. A lot more like a hut than anything, it's placed on a GRASSY HILL on the OUTSKIRTS OF A CITY composed mostly of those lowbloods nearing mid-hemospectrum. It's composed of three decently sized rooms, your respiteblock, a main room, and a bathroom. Nothing special but nothing bad. Out behind your hive is a tunnel that Molemom both lives in and uses for gather CLAY, which is of course used in your sculpting. You keep all your PERSONAL EFFECTS within your CHESS MODUS, which requires you to play a COMPLETE GAME and WIN to receive the items within, or in a LOCKED CHEST made from some EXCEPTIONALLY TOUGH STUFF you found using your powers. Ancient, you know.

In your SPARE TIME, you occasionally browse THE INTERNET THROUGH YOUR HUSKTOP. Your favorite program is TROLLIAN, where you are known as [cS]crumblingSculptures and you 'mumble and overlap your wordsometimes. A habithat younfortunately developedue to somewhat hurried speech'.

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**AnonymousPerson** · 05-22-2012, 03:45 AM

Name: Trizsa Dirtki
Gender: female
Blood colour: yellow
Age: 8 sweeps
Trolltag: honeyPie
Abilities: She has low telekinetic ability; she can only lift a pencil on a good day. If she tried to lift anymore she’d fall unconscious.
Typing Quirk: She triples her T’s and anything she says with emphasis she triples eg. ‘III AAAMMM SSSEEERRRIIIOOOUUUSSS’
Strife Specibus: Coathangerkind
Fetch modus: N/A
Dream planet: prospit
Land: Land of threes and chi’s
Consorts: N/A
Hero Title: N/A
Quadrents: Moirail- N/A

**Emochick** · 05-22-2012, 05:54 PM

Your name is Alcide Acekia and you are a 7 sweep old anon.
The first thing trolls usually notice about you is your eyes. They look like they hold no life and your face, no emotion. You haven't showen emotion after your lusus died and other things after that you don't wish to talk about. If you show emotion something is wrong. The subject of lusus is sore. When you hear the word lusus you tear up alittle. Mainly because you don't remember anything about him or what he was like. After that you don't come out of your hive much and spend much of your time making things out of glass. Most are dice. You do not eat much and only drink milk or water. You have OCD which makes you want to fix anything that is not perfect. If books are facing the wrong way or someone messes up on something you'll fix it. In other words you are a neat freak. Your strife specibus is spearkind. Your modus is set to dicekind. To retrieve an item you have to roll a certain number. Your trolltag is hiddenSmile and you []speak in a quiet voice that holds no emotion.[]

**quixoticCenturion** · 05-22-2012, 11:43 PM

Here goes nothing...

First time even posting on this Forum. Don't mind me. ouo

(EDIT: Changed some stuff. Hopefully now his eyes are normal. Powered down some of his abilities, because being able to make people forget things is not a fun RP tactic, really, so now its just general sneakiness.)

(EDIT: Wait...there are at least 3 sneaky people on this page alone...thanks for stealing my idea before I have it, guys! (Kidding, obviously. But uhhh...yeah, now I feel kind of unoriginal. ;-; ) FURTHER EDIT: Changing stuff a bit. Still going to be sneaky, but "BE A SNEAKY DUDE" is a bit too much like "BE THE SNEAKY TROLL" someone posted before me. And a friend came up with a much better line, and I'mma steal it. ouo )

==> BE THE MASTERMIND

You are now a sneaky dude.
Your name is SABLE SCIEL.
Your ADMIRABLE QUALITIES include a certain amount of SNEAKING, and SECRECY. You will let people in on the color of your blood, but it takes a bit of trust. Not many people trust one of your zealous breed, and you don't trust many of anyone. Heretics might be around any corner, after all. Another ADMIRABLE QUALITY is your constant RAISED EYE ADORNMENT. It makes secrets just that harder for others to keep, for which you thank it every day.
Your psychic abilities includes the ability to blank your PRESENCE from the minds of others, upon occasion. Those of more affluent hemotyping are rather resistant, and it only works against those who aren't paying much attention. All in all, its useful for backstabbing heretics and SPYING.
You tend to ignore or avoid your fellow trolls when it comes to GENUINE SOCIABILITY. You don't like having relationship ties, which is why you paid your dues to society as soon as you could, and were done with it, leaving a couple broken hearts behind you. You're a lone wolf, though, and that's just the way you are, dedicated heart and soul to your duties, for the good of all, or the evil of all.

Your trolltag is vacantlyExpressive and you speak almost bloody perfectly, capItalIzIng every bloody I, and tend to use the word BLOODY a bloody lot.

(Author: Stealing the format from the one right in front of me from the bottom of the first page...;^^ And I dunno how to use spoilers. I should probably figure that out.)
Name: SABLE SCIEL
Blood Color: #3322cc
Text Color: #D3D3D3
Fetch Modus: SWITCHKIND (Your Fetchmodus stores two things, and two things only. It will function as either one in a pinch, and you can switch between the two. It appears as a dagger hilt when the functioning side is empty.)
Lusus: FEATHERBEAST / Owlbear
Strife Specibus: Backstabkind
Gender: Male
Age: 8 Sweeps (about 16 or so Earth Years)
Symbol: All Seeing Eye
Trolltag: vacantlyExpressive
Typing Quirk: CapItalIzes every I, speaks with fluent grammar and syntax, uses the word bloody an awful bloody lot, and talks condescendingly of others as "kId" or "gal."
Title: Thief of Justice
Land: Land of Stones and Barrows.
Sprited: Owlbear and Self

**keekers** · 05-23-2012, 01:03 PM

Your name is KAISMA LUTENA and you are 8 SWEEPS OLD. You are quite fortunate to be born an INDIGO blood, mostly you try to pretend that everyone is equal even though you know they aren't and you are secretly grateful to be such a highblood. You are not outright mean to those lower than you but you are quicker to put them in their place than you would a sea dweller, even still you like to think you can get on with anyone.

You have several interests, most of them silly but your favourite hobbies are various ARTS and COOKING. You consider yourself a jack of all trades, master of none because you dabble in all sorts of arts and crafts. Your cooking is nothing spectacular either however you like to think you're a pretty mean baker. You spend most of your time cooped up in your hive attempting to perfect your various arts and as a result have few friends. This fact doesn't really bother you because you are a bit SHY and AWKWARD. Secretly you long to have more friends and live up to the high standards set for your caste but not so much that you become just another member of it. Despite this you do have a few friends, including your LUSUS. Although she is your friend she is also your matriarchal figure and you like to think she did a very good job raising you. She was very protective of you as a wriggler, in fact you weren' even allowed to leave your hive until you were 3 sweeps old. She has allowed you more freedom as you've gotten older though. She even let's you stay at the hive while she's out for days at a time. Yep, you sure are an independant troll. Despite all this independence you have failed to ever really think of a name for your lusus, in fact you never really needed to call her because for half your life she was always there. Maybe this is something you should consider doing.

Your HIVE is located next to a small lake that is heated by thermal vents. You suspect there is also a series of caves under there as your lusus uses it to reach the ocean, but you must walk through forest to get to the beach. The outside of your hive is modest, almost unbecoming of one so high on the hemospectrum; this is misleading as it is still three stories tall and has numerous secret passages to escape to the outside world. In fact you aren't even totally sure if you've discovered all of them. Mostly it was built under the direction of your lusus because you cared more about the colour of the hive than its functionality. There are many rooms in your hive, giving you enough space to contain your RESPITEBLOCK and a WORK/RESPITEBLOCK. Since you spend so much time working on your arts you have made a separate room to be a creative zone, allowing you total focus. Except that it's on the top floor and kind of a pain to get to so you primarily live on the first floor of your hive. Your hive is often trashed these days since your lusus is out so much you don't clean up as often. There are various craft supplies littered everywhere since you are easily distracted and often wander off in the middle of things. Sometimes you even fall asleep outside your recooperacoon, these are particularly bad days and you usually don't get much CRAFTING done. Although sometimes when you sleep in your 'coon you sleep with your mouth open, you are not particularly productive then either. Like others of your blood colour you are part of a clown cult however you practice your religion in private, opting not to wear makeup or drink your wicked elixir in front of other trolls. For an indigo you are rather shy and friendly, very apt at maintaining your calm. But every now and again you will FLIP YOUR SHIT, usually in private and destroy something in your hive.

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**angryEevee** · 05-25-2012, 01:15 PM

Okay, first post! And a plethora of my 'lil wigglers!!

Jhonah

Tzigan

Daoine

Jactua

Amushi

Izubon

And that's my session!

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Re: Trollslum 9, Old-school style with Quincunx's Hvalur Lepton

Re: Trollslum 9, Old-school style with Quincunx's Hvalur Lepton

Re: Trollslum 9, Old-school style with Quincunx's Hvalur Lepton

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