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

**Suds McFuddle** · 12-22-2011, 09:33 PM

>Suds: Actually post a profile for once

>Be the girl with the Sweets.

Your name is NEDELA HOLLIA. You are a BLUEBLOOD of about 7 AND A HALF SWEEPS. You live with your RATHER LARGE SWAN lusus in a WINDMILL HIVE. You are usually not like most other bluebloods, as you tend to be KIND, GENEROUS and OPPOSE VIOLENCE.

You have a near OBSESSION with SUGAR-FILLED SWEETS, especially PASTRIES. Sometime you bake your own, while other times you PURCHASE them. You believe that these sweets are what make you so ANNOYINGLY CHEERFUL, and that’s probably true. You like to give away your sweets to other trolls with the hopes that they will become JUST AS KIND as you are. There has been some speculation that you put SOPOR SLIME in your treats, and that’s most likely fact. You love BAKING and/or BUYING these sweets, and carry them around everywhere you go in your BASKET OF WONDERS. Occasionally you will DISTRIBUTE these pastries to other trolls FREE OF CHARGE, in the hopes that they will make them as happy as you are. This almost never actually works.

Most of your attire consists of STRANGE DRESSES and HATS. You also wear long socks, and your only footwear is in the form of LARGE, WOODEN CLOGS. These clogs make a lot of noise whenever you walk or skip around and they make your feet extremely sore, but you wear them anyway. The main reason why you wear all this strange attire is because they resemble the various things your ANCESTOR wore. Other than clothing and a few other small details, you don’t really know much else about your ancestor, and that’s probably for the best.

Other than the whole ‘sweets’ thing. You have a variety of other interests as well. For one, you enjoy DANCING. Most of the dancing you do contains some pretty BIZZARE PATTERNS and go along with EQUALLY BIZZARE MUSIC. Speaking of music, you enjoy listening to what can only be described as FOLK MUSIC, which most other trolls find very unpleasant.

Your Strife Specibus is clogKind, which is another reason why you wear those noisy, uncomfortable clogs. Of course, due to your mostly kind nature, you hardly use them for combat unless you have gone COMPLETELY INSANE. Thanks to all the CULLING you’ve done during your berserker states, you actually have some rather strong legs, at least compared to your weak upper body strength.

You use the BASKETCASE modus. Items are stored in a basket and then placed in a larger basket. The smaller baskets are arranged in the larger basket in order so that the item stored first is in the bottom and the item stored last is on the top. In order to retrieve an item, you must dig through all of the other items placed after the item you want. This can lead to the other items being damaged.

You have a rather heavy ACCENT. If there’s one thing you don’t like, deranged or otherwise, it’s other trolls MAKING FUN OF your accent. A few other things you dislike include your APPAREL being mocked and your BASKET OF WONDERS being destroyed or stolen. Other than that, you are pretty happy-go-lucky as long as there’s enough sugar flowing through your circulatory system.

Your troll tag is sacchariferousDelight and Jou tjpe in waj dat represents both jour accent and jour happjness!!!

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**Quincunx** · 12-23-2011, 01:27 PM

For some reason I can't find Aragua's profile listed in the old trollslum indexes so I guess I will respost it...

Your name is Aragua Heyler and you are 7 and a half sweeps old but frankly your age is of LITTLE IMPORTANCE compared to the EXTREMELY IMPORTANT WORK you have to do. You were born with HIGH-CASTE BLOOD, not Empress-level but VERY CLOSE, and thus you are a SEA-DWELLER. You are also kind of a freak! Not a complete freak, just a partial one, as your FINGERS AND TOES were born fused bizarrely in a way that makes both walking and holding things DIFFICULT and would have no doubt ensured your CULLING if you lived on land. However, they are a great asset while swimming. You like to count your blessings often and this is always one of the first.

You live in a SWAMP right on the edge of the OCEAN that contains many TREES that curl and twine and tangle about in what you find to be rather disturbing ways. The huge LEVIATHANS that usually skulk about the depths are drawn to this place and die when they beach themselves in the shallows, allowing you to gut their rotting carcasses and collect their bones, which you use as weapons or hang about your swamp like some sort of morbid installation piece. You decorate these hangings with your rich MAGENTA blood, using all sorts of runes you made up yourself or found on old ruins deep underwater. This is all for the sake of keeping out the HORRORTERRORS that you know lurk just beyond the paper-thin walls of this dimension. Ever since you built your sprawling hive here, you have been plagued by indescribable dread while awake and visions of hideous monsters whenever you sleep, and as a result you sleep very rarely, often going DAYS or even WEEKS without it until your body simply cannot take it anymore and you PASS OUT.

You often go MONTHS without seeing other trolls, and those who do stop by do not stay long, as even those with the weakest of psychic abilities feel the pressure of the terrors bearing down on every square inch of the environment. Not even the Drones venture close with all the negative energy in the area. This leaves you incredibly LONELY and starved for physical contact, and as such you are really quite TOUCHY-FEELY. You subject your guests to all manner of affectionate face-touching, hugging, hair-stroking, and even outright snuggling if you can manage it. Sadly, in the event that your guests do not simply leave in the end, they usually go INSANE from the nightmare visions they are subjected to every time they sleep, and you are forced to kill them. And sometimes they come back and you have to kill them again.

To plan for the future right now is difficult, because you cannot entrust this duty to anyone but yourself. You feel sometimes that you are just delaying the inevitable, and get particularly EXISTENTIAL when you are sleep-deprived. You like to reach out to others on Trollian in a desperate attempt to keep yourself from going COMPLETELY MAD from isolation and loneliness, though while you speak you are perky and upbeat and favor colorful language and metaphors.

Your trolltag is darkAtlantis and you LIKE TO GET YOUR POI^vT ACROSS I^v THE ^^OST URGE^vT ^^A^v^vER POSSIBLE!

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**Nightcastle** · 12-23-2011, 03:28 PM

>Be the jackass with the mutant powers

... I ~kz~ will fry your hearTTT.

Your name is ELKTRO CARZAN. You are 8 sweeps old, and you LOVE MAKING BAD CHOICES.

Your blood is of the CERULEAN CASTE, which you think gives you the right to insult all of the trolls lower than you on the spectrum. But you're aware that you're a bit of a HYPOCRITE, because you're a mutant with electrokinesis. You can pass an ELECTRICAL CHARGE through LIQUIDS AND CONDUCTIVE SURFACES. This is USEFUL when someone with ROBOTIC APPENDAGES is bugging you, but not so useful when someone POURS WATER ON YOUR FACE. Besides terrorizing lowbloods, you enjoy playing VIDEO GAMES and ORIGAMI. You also will occasionally hop on your BIKE and speed around town, tossing messages and papers out to other trolls. Being a courier may LOOK LIKE IT SUCKS, but it's really fun if you say so yourself. You're always wearing SUNGLASSES because you don't want anyone to ever see your actual eyes. They'd FLIP SHIT.

Personalitywise, you're AGRESSIVE AND JERKY. You don't care if it's a word or not. You're JERKY and that's that. You think that most trolls are REALLY ANNOYING, and those that aren't are pretty much JUST REGULAR-LEVEL ANNOYING. For as long as you can remember, you've NEVER FELT REMORSE at your actions nor have you EVER GIVEN TWO DAMNS ABOUT OTHER TROLLS. You've been told there's nice inside of you, but you always pick up the phone and CALL MUSCLEBEAST CRAP in reply.

Your LUSUS is a SNAKE. He's asleep most of the time you talk to him, but when he's AWAKE on rare occasion, he doesn't care what you do and is very dismissive. Because of this, you two don't talk much and get along fairly well.

Your HIVE is a castle as are most other blueblood's hives. Whoop, big surprise there.

Your FETCH MODUS is ENCRYPTION. Most of the time, you just hold your hands to the safe, fry it and flick the ashes away. Taking actual time to crack those things is for SUCKAS. Your strife specibus is AMPLFRKIND, and see that thing on your back? You use it's twopronged coils to do two things. Firstly, you can shock someone really bad with it because before you equip the amp, you jam a wire into your arm for power. And secondly, you can knock someone upside the head repeatedly with it. You've been told you and your weapon strongly resemble TROLL COLE MCGRATH from the game inFAMOUS, but you don't get the reference.

If you ever played SGRUB, you'd be the KNIGHT OF SHOCK in the LAND OF TOWERS AND INSECURITY.

Your trolltag is voltageNightmares, and you Speak ~kz~ starting with a zappy sound and ending with forced emphasis on the last letteRRR.

**Quiskiver** · 12-23-2011, 06:04 PM

Be the walking PB&J Sandwich

Oi, fuck off ya bloody bugger.

Be the doubleblooded mutant with rebellious aspirations

You are now said mutant which is named QUZATA KAPROS. And yes, you have FUCKING TWO BLOOD COLORS running through your veins. You have no fucking idea why, but your best bet is that it's a mutation. You were born a BROWNBLOODED little grub, but as you grew, blood of another caste began to flow alongside the other, and boom, you're a freak who's in hiding from drones. You are currently staking out in an abandoned hive located in scenic nowhere, so you hope you'll be safe to plan the DOWNFALL OF THE EMPIRE. You don't know why, but even being partly a highblood has left you with bitter RESENT towards the current monarchy.

You know that the great and mighty SIGNLESS tried it once before, but failed miserably. Still, this amazing troll has inspired you to strike up plans once more. All you need is an army....and supplies for said army....and probably a plan to get to the Empress. But, other than that, you're on your way to rebellion and freeing Alternia.

You're pretty much a very IRRITABLE troll, and you tend to shoot with your MUSKETKIND and ask questions later if said person being asked remains bulletless.

Your trolltag is recusentRevolutionary, and ya like to switch 'tween text colors.

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**Zoroark** · 12-23-2011, 06:37 PM

==> Be the nobody.

Your name is Asisha Degows and your blood is of the Cerulean Caste. Of course, this means next to nothing to you. You avoid most contact with other trolls, and don't really care where they are on the spectrum. You also don't have the characteristic strength that supposedly comes with your Caste - just INTELLIGENCE. You are a fan of ROCK AND ROLL, as well as TECHNOLOGY. PROGRAMMING and the creation of epic MACHINERY are only some of the things you do with your time. You've built your hive in a CAVE that extends a considerable distance underground. You have lined it with DEADLY TRAPS to defend yourself from enemies.

You have two main goals: Successfully containing one of every object in your hive (a goal which you've nearly completed), and being completely honest at all times. The second goal is quite difficult, however, because you are a huge fan of SARCASM. Your Lusus seems to be some type of serpentine dragon with six arms and two mouths. You have no idea how that happened but it's quite useful around the labs.

Your hive, as previously mentioned, is a cave. It is on the LAND OF CLIFFS AND PINE. You are indeed in the middle of some type of SGRUB game, but it has never really concerned you. You have left a very clear message to the rest of your group telling them how to contact you if they ever need you.

Being a very INTROVERTED and QUIET troll, you don't often talk to any others. However, when you do, you are extremely BLUNT. You pride yourself in being the one who tells the TRUTH, whether or not the receiving end wants to hear it.

Your fetch modus is PASSWORD. When you need to get something out, you need to type in a 10-digit number corresponding to said item. You've alchemited it together with your trusty CELLPHONE long ago, and now you can just pull items right out, as it remembers them automatically. You still use this piece of shit because you like NOSTALGIA. However, your STRIFE SPECIBUS is TECHKIND, so you can wield any computer with ease.
Mysteriously, you have a second STRIFE SPECIBUS: CARDKIND. It must be a gift of yours, but you can read the cards and shoot razor ones out of your sleeves. It's pretty cool.

If, at one point, you bother going into God Tier, you'd be the SAGESS OF BELIEF.

Your trolltag is breachedHallows and you 7END 7O USE 7HE NUM13ERS SEVEN AND 7HIR7EEN IN CONVERSA7ION, SIMPLY 13ECAUSE YOU 13ELIEVE 7HEY CON7AIN GREA7 POWER_

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**Sandvich King** · 12-23-2011, 10:01 PM

> Be the highblood with scars, coulrophobia, and ancestor issues

_Please-change-the-subject_I-don't-wanna-be-reminded-of-that_

> Be the cheerful indigo

Your name is Pegari Coulan, but you can be called "Peg" for short. You are a 7-sweep old with INDIGO blood. Some would assume that one of your caste would be a worshipper of the mirthful messiahs. ABSOLUTELY NOT! You have a crippling fear of clowns and everything to do with them. It doesn't help that your ANCESTOR was a subjugglator who practiced said clown worship. Coming from a subjugglator bloodline is tough. Besides the pressure towards becoming one, you have the *probably* irrational fear that you'll start honking and culling trolls at any point, even though you know that's silly.

Less than 2 sweeps ago, you wanted to be a clown-worshipper like your ancestor. So you went up to a subjugglator to ask about it. He must have been out of his mind because he mistook you for a threat and attacked you. Your lusus saved you, but you ended up with several bruises, a broken horn, and a scar on your face. Since then, you have been TERRIFIED of clowns, and have vowed NOT to follow your ancestor. You don't even want to know if you have any kind of chucklevoodoo abilities.

Your lusus, by the way, is a flying hoofbeast, also known as a Pegasus. You need to use her as transport to and from your MOUNTAINSIDE HIVE. Otherwise you'd have to travel through an extremely DENSE AND DANGEROUS FOREST in order to reach it. Your STRIFE SPECIBUS, while technically being scissorkind, can hold your large pair of SHEARS without a problem. They come in handy whenever you have to enter the forest. Your interests tend to be a bit less violent than those of the average troll. They include KNITTING and BOTANY. It still counts if some of the plants are carnivorous, right?

When interacting with other trolls, you try to be nice and pretend that the VIOLENT HIGHBLOOD TENDENCIES don't exist. Unfortunately, under your cheerful attitude you actually have quite a short temper. You TRY not to judge others based on their blood color, but the hemospectrum never stopped being a thing, and you never stopped being near the top end of it. You sometimes end up playing the blood card and being bossy, even if you know you'll regret it. Luckily you try not to let this happen very often.

Your FETCH MODUS is CUTOUT. The cards are all stored on a sheet and you have to cut the right one out to access it.

Your trolltag is chipperTarnish and you _String-all-your-words-together_Sentences-too_

If you ever were meant to play SGRUB, you would be the Maid of Space, and be in the Land of Jungle and Frogs. You would already be awake on Prospit.

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**Cadorean** · 12-23-2011, 10:27 PM

Your name is MEMNUN TABEIN. You are 7 solar sweeps old, but like to act as if you were older. Like, 7 1/2, maybe.

You have a terrible way with others, and because of that, when you go out you go stag most of the time. You are rather cognitively gifted, with comprehension, memory, and attention skills unmatched. You enjoy going into crowded places, not because of social interaction, but because it is a great learning opportunity; however, you have a nasty habit of leaving as soon as someone starts talking to you. You are trying to get over your social anxiety, but it is quite difficult. The only time you are able to hold a prolonged conversation is when you are RPing. You attribute this exception to not having to be held accountable for stupid things your RPing persona says.

You live in a public hive stem, with mostly lemonbloods. Being the only highblood in the hive, you have your own personal respiteblock. It's nice, you guess, but you wish they wouldn't ogle quite as much. I mean geez, it's like they actually cared about the hemospectrum or some shit. Being a highblood in this crowd does have its perks, though. You can have food brought to you, and you are given the privacy you enjoy so much.

Whenever you aren't being a people-watcher, you enjoy writing AI to help you over the internet, be it finding documents, perusing the military mainframe, what have you. These programs are quite helpful in your profession - dubious information gathering. This profession has gotten you by over the past two sweeps that your lusus has been a god-damned pain in the ass trying to make you interact with people more. Every once in a while, you'll flip the fuck out and pull out a firecracker or two from your strife deck to make him back the fuck off. Your fetch modus is Shout. You absolutely hate your modus because you have to shout at which item you want to retrieve. A bitch in rowdy areas, because sometimes the surrounding noise will randomly expel things from your sylladex.

Your lusus is a four-winged hawk that is really nothing more than a feathery asshole. Despite his incessant nagging, ATMACA is rather supportive, and only wants you to be more successful than if you went around the rest of your life afraid of people. Because hot damn, the way you are now, you'd get your ass culled in a heartbeat.

You only talk to people as yourself through trollian. You trolltag is phoenixDowner, and you tEnd tO tAlk wIth rAthEr AnnOYIng, pOsh grAmmAr And dIctIOn.

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**RobinTair** · 12-24-2011, 09:32 AM

(Wheee first fantroll/post)
=> Be the know it all girl.

Your name is CERÉA ROZKAZ and you are a bit of AN ANNOYING SNOBBY BLUE BLOOD.
You are approximately 6.7 sweeps old and you have the urge and need to KNOW EVERYTHING.
You have a Variety of INTERESTS including, keeping everything in ORDER, Reading vast and important TOMES, Telling pople how to RUN THEIR LIVES and of course the fine honoured Tradition of EXTREME ROLEPLAYING.
You plan one day become a collector of History in Empires many libraries.

Your Hive is a large immaculate castle, aprotaite for a most noble blooded of trolls such as yourself.

Speaking of blood, you revere the Hemospectrum and all aspects of Alterian culture and traditions.
You have little patience for WHINY LOW-BLOODS who do not understand the importance of keeping one's place and often try to "correct" their obviously limited knowlage on why they SUCK. You inssist on always being right even when it is clear that you are anything but right,
You will misdirect and never provide a source for any of your theories or evidence. UYou all have a habit of pulling percentages out of your arse.
When debates get ugly you tend to whip out your Strife spebicus TOMEKIND and bash it against the head of the WORTHLESS wriggler that dared to claim your information is anything but 100% accurate and orderly.

Your Lusus Hare mum is the BEST, She taught you everything and is proably the reason why your Morailess behind has not CULLED every lowblood you meet. Although you still have quite the nice and neat pile of culled victims, gotta keep up apperaces after all.

Speaking of Quadrants you really should fix the fact that they are all empty.
As well as learn to not suck at Blackrom.

Your trolltag is orderlyCuller and yoou tend to extend yoour oo'sh and liship allot during shetances containing "s"
Had you been bothered to play games that require a husktop rather then Strength and wits you would have been the SEER OF HOPE in the LAND OF ANGELS AND INK.

**llamamiah** · 12-24-2011, 10:22 AM

>Be the biologist Jadeblood.

Hl* Yes, all according to plan. *yX

Your name is BUISTE MUCMUC.

You are a JADEBLOOD, and can therefore withstand the heat of the ALTERNIAN SUN. You use your time in the sun to trek across the DESERT and abduct LOWBLOODS, so that you can EXPERIMENT on them.

Your experiments are not ROMANTIC in nature, but SCIENTIFIC. You aspire to be a BRAVE BIOLOGUTTER, a proud type of soldier that uses a CLEAVER coated in CHEMICALS, for the purpose of testing out how the VICTIM reacts to said chemicals. Your abductions commonly lead to your CLEAVER being coated in chemicals, and various INCISIONS being made in specific areas of the body.

You enjoy watching the television show known as HIVE, which is about a SNARKY BIOLOGUTTER with ATYPICAL METHODS. You also enjoy PSYCHOLOGICAL HORROR MOVIES. You have a SLIGHT OBSESSION with the color PINK, and frequently GARB YOURSELF in it.

Your LUSUS is a DISEASED PIG, whom you are constantly TRYING TO CURE. You spend QUITE A BIT OF TIME taking care of PIGCUZ, making sure his illness doesn't get ANY WORSE.

Your FETCH MODUS is the OPERATION MODUS. It stores your items in holes in a DIAGRAM OF THE TROLL BODY, and you must CAREFULLY REMOVE THE CARDS with a pair of TWEEZERS. It's pretty EASY to use, but if you touch the card to the SIDE of the hole, it is EJECTED AT HIGH SPEEDS.

Your STRIFE SPECIBUS is allocated to CLEAVERKIND, which allows you to use your MIGHTY COLLECTION of CLEAVERS.

On TROLLIAN, your Trolltag is porcineInfection, Hl* And you speak properly, while honoring your Lusus and your Symbol. *yX

When you play a certain SGRUB, you will become the KNIGHT OF VOID in the LAND OF SHINE AND HOLES.

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**fakt13** · 12-24-2011, 05:25 PM

Your name is IXALUS FERNIL. You are considered a COOL troll, though you're too MODEST to see it. You are 7 1/2 sweeps old and are NOMADIC. A friend built you a hive, but you only use it when you visit. Your STRIFE SPECIBI are OCARINAKIND and BLADEKIND. You're pretty alright with your GREEN BLOOD. You're against the HEMOSPECTRUM MONARCHY. Your LUSUS is a weird DEMON SWORD THING that's trying to kill you. It's not very successful. Your MOIRAIL is Asisha Degows. You can LOOK INTO PEOPLE's MINDS, but it can get very weird. You have a BACKPACK, containing MANY USEFUL THINGS, including your PORTABLE RECUPERACOON. Your PARADOX FETCH MODUS allows you to pull your items out only at CERTAIN POINTS in the item's timeline. However, everything will fall out if you do not put something back in.

Your trolltag is infiniteForger and you xExecute your sentences with proper grammar.x xYou also capItalIze your I's and F's.x

**Majora787** · 12-24-2011, 09:12 PM

=-> Be the SOCIAL GUY

Your name is ROYVIK NARGAS. And you guess you're okay with that.

Even though you don't particularly like it very much, you accept your name. Just like you accept EVERYTHING ELSE. You consider your self pretty social! ... Maybe a little too social. You're probably roughly 8 sweeps old by now... You don't really know for sure, as you haven't slept for as long as you can remember. It's really messed with your MEMORY. Your blood is teal (you think), not that you care for the hemospectrum.

In order to deal with your INSOMNIA(potentially resulting from some silly computer game you began playing as the Rogue of Strife with a couple of friends recently... On second thought, probably not), You began to RESEARCH everything you could online. It KEEPS YOUR BRAIN BUSY, which keeps the BAD THOUGHTS from coming through. You consider your CONSTANT INTAKE OF INFORMATION vital to maintaining your own SANITY...not that you worry about it either way. You've taken a partial interest in BIOLOGICAL SUBJECTS IN MEDICAL CONTEXT, and have even taken up PERFORMING SURGERY ON ANIMALS. You don't RECALL EVER LIKING THIS IDEA, but it's probably just those BAD THOUGHTS.

Other than the research, which all of your friends consider SILLY INFORMATION HOARDING BULLSHIT(or some variant of the same thing). They constantly claim that staring at the computer for so grotesquely long has ALTERED YOUR EYES. You don't really believe them, but you can see fine, other than your CRAPPY SHADES, so you don't really care. The only reason you wear them is it HURTS TO TAKE THEM OFF IN LIT ROOMS nowadays. You find this SLIGHTLY STRANGE. Thankfully, your lights are broken. The problem, however, is that your MONITOR GIVES OFF TOO MUCH LIGHT. You have to wear the STUPID SUNGLASSES for half of your daily activities, and you CAN'T GET A HOLD OF YOUR FRIENDS to ask about the technicalities of fixing it. You tend to enjoy talking to complete strangers on TROLLIAN. You bother total strangers regularly as a way of taking in INFORMATION, which is really important to you. Plus, you just really LIKE TALKING TO STRANGERS.

You don't like doing this, however. So to circumvent this slightly obnoxious(you think) habit, you built ROBOTS. They're silly things that barely work, but are more for the sake of HELPING YOU THINK YOU'RE NOT ALONE. Of course, it often fails... The robots do nothing but creep you out with their lifeless eyes, and the CYCLE REPEATS ITSELF: Research, Trollian, Research, Robots, Reasearch, Trollian, REPEAT.

You vent your unhappiness in CONFUSING TIME-BENDING SCIENCE FICTION STORIES that you write regularly. Your personal favorite is TIME LOOPING, because it mirrors the futility of your own lifestyle. It's your love for cyclical time loops that cause your CONSISTANT CONVERSATIONS WITH YOUR FUTURE AND PAST SELVES IN MEMOS. A lot of people find it weird, but you think they count as trolls too.

Your trolltag is mechanicalSurgeon, and you []--[ type 1n an art1culate, mecham1cal, yet 0pt1m1st1c t0ne. :] *~BRZZT~*

Your place in the medium is the LAND OF FEAR AND REAPERS, a dark desert where strange statues called reapers roam. Your Strife Specibus is ROPEKIND. Your Fetch Modus is the HINDSIGHT MODUS, requiring you to think of a time in the past where the item would have been helpful in order for you to use it. His sprite is a combination of his SANDWORM LUSUS and a Ropekind weapon called the HANGMAN'S KNOT.

**momatoes** · 12-26-2011, 09:06 AM

Well, there goes another perfectly normal week. Heads up for Dec. 19-25 fantrolls!

Be the introspective swimmer purpleblood, GUILAM NGUEME.
Be the emotionless, lazy redblood, KANO FESTUS.
Be the completely random troll, KOKORO AREDEZ.
Be the amnesiac dumpster diver, AMNIRVA DYMPHNA.
Be the lakedwelling violetblood, HOYAMI NIMRED.
Be the ex-leader of a mercenary group, TRAICI SODALI.
Be the gun-toting highblood librarian, HOPPEL LAPINE.
Be the fast-talking clock-loving thief, TIMINE CORSUX.
Be the fifth-sharpest knife in the drawer (maybe), HAMAPH MOKARR.
Be the tattoed ancestor-heeder, OTRERA PENSAR.
Be the sweet-hearted and sweet-toothed, NEDELA HOLLIA.
Be the very important yet dream-plagued troll, ARAGUA HEYLER.
Be the electrokinetic tealblood jerk, ELKTRO CARZAN.
Be the irritable double-blood, QUZATA KAPROS.
Be the sarcastic, yet bluntly honest introvert, ASISHA DEGOWS.
Be the indigoblood terrified of subjugs, PEGARI COULAN.
Be the socially anxious smartypants, MEMNUN TABEIN.
Be the snobbiest blueblood in living memory, CEREA ROZKAZ.
Be the jadeblood field scientist, BUISTE MUCMUC.
Be the mindreading greenblood, IXALUS FERNIL.
Be the mentally-addled socialite, ROYVIR NARGAS.

One, two, three, statistics!
21 trolls have been posted this week by 18 people.
leonicReaper naps the prize for "Dude, you made a lot of fantrolls this Christmas season!"
The average hue is a cool-looking Blue Lagoon.

Let's welcome all the new folks to the fora! Say hi to -----

I'm giving a special heads-up to RobinTair's Cerea Rozkas (orderlyCuller [OC]). It's his/her first troll!

And that's it for now. Have a belated holidays greeting!

**Milksweet** · 12-26-2011, 12:08 PM

>Be the redblood guitar futurologist
Alright,
will do.

You are now ALLIATTE INNOCIS. You are 6 sweeps old. You have been FORCED into this text, even though you will never admit it. Your blood is RED in colour, and are somewhat PROUD of it. You have a set of INTERESTS, varying from the unimportant to the mundane. You play the GUITAR, but are NOT THAT SKILLED with it. You COMPOSE a great deal of MUSIC, but NO ONE knows about it. You are very interested in NUMEROLOGY, and posses entire sets of TAROT CARDS, which you use to throw around like a madman. FUTUROLOGY is one of your various interests, especially the works of FICTION.

You use the NUMEROLOGICAL fetch modus, which works by quantifying every object as a number, and replacing the card's image for it.

[Works so APPLE is 11616125]

Your Chumhandle is ludicrousStrum and you often
Order your sentences
So they have rhythm

[Yeah, first one. Double the dumb. I hope it's..."passable".]

**literaryCreep** · 12-26-2011, 03:15 PM

>Be the tactless troll.

Your name is DERNAR CAPIEL, and you look like an idiot. Not that you'll let anyone tell you that, of course.

You dress like this becuase it is your RELIGION. Uh, kind of. You became obsessed with the idea of religion a couple of sweeps ago, and studied all the books on the subject you could find. However, the available theories about why you exist are really, really boring to you, so you took matters into your own hands.
You have your own religion. Kind of. It's really just an excuse to do whatever the fuck you want, weird, disrespectful or just plain creepy as it may be. Plus it means you get to wear all sorts of pretty clothes, and grow your hair and wear ribbons in bright colours! They're so pretty. Of course, not all the ribbons are there just 'cause they're pretty. You use the RIBBON modus, which turns your captchalogued items into ribbons that you can wear in your hair! You recently allocated your strife specibus to CLOTHKIND, which is just vague enough for people to not accuse you of being too obsessed with ribbons. You are obsessed, though. But don't worry, it's your religion.
Your religion also makes up for you being a bit dumb.

Your trolltag is religiousRibboned { & your text iS littered w~th all your pretty r~bbonS! }

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**CrazedWormHole** · 12-26-2011, 04:20 PM

>Be the cape-wearing Lowblood

You are now MOUKOU TENSOU and you are going to set things straight.

The HEMOSPECTRUM rules all, and that is how it always has been, right?

Hell no.

The HEMOSPECTRUM is a BROKEN SYSTEM. You have been OPRESSED and HARASSED by the HIGHER-UPS since hatching, and quite frankly, you had ENOUGH OF THAT SHIT. You'll break the system down with your own hands if you have to.

Naturally, a feat like that would be IMPOSSIBLE to do ALONE, thus, this brings you to one of the main things you SPEND YOUR TIME ON. You ROAM ALTERNIA, searching for any other LOWBLOODS that share your views, that had ENOUGH WITH THIS SYSTEM. Once you bring together ENOUGH MEN, you will start the ULTIMATE REBELLION, and you won't stop until the EMPIRE is crumbling under your feet.

Obviously, this kind of GOAL isn't something you run around and brag about. You're not stupid. If you see a possible CANDIDATE for your REBELLION, you follow them. Talk to them in private. You have to be SMART, SMOOTH and CONSTANTLY PREPARED. This kind of thinking has made you rather PARANOID. ANYONE can be an EMPIRE SPY, out to GET YOU. You can't trust ANYONE completely. The only person you share your secrets with is YOURSELF.

...Granted, this is most likely your SELF-ABSORBED MIND talking. The EMPIRE doesn't even know that you exist, and even if they did, they would most likely not GIVE TWO SHITS.

Well, anyway. Other INTERESTS. When not SEARCHING FOR RECRUITS or PLANNING YOUR BIG REVOLUTION, you have a big passion for MODUS SYSTEMS. The concept of compressing ANYTHING INTO CARDS...You just find it INCREDIBLY FASCINATING. Hell, you even assigned your MODUS to your own CUSTOM MODUS SYSTEM. Sadly, due to a lack of time and resources, it FUCKING SUCKS. It's supposed to let you put in and take out cards freely, but it GLITCHES AS HELL. It may refuse to import an item, refuse to export it, your item may DISSAPEAR while stored, and sometimes you just get a GHOST IMPRINT when you captchalouge an item. It's ANNOYING, to say the least. While you do realize that a normal ARRAY MODUS could do the same free of trouble, but your PRIDE hinders you from using it. You've gotten THIS FAR on a working MODUS, and by god, you're going to FINISH IT.

Your LUSUS is a BIG RAT, and he FUCKING LOVES TO PILE SHIT. Any old JUNK he can find at the SCRAPYARD where he usually hangs out will be brought to your HIVE and PILED UP EVERYWHERE. This is usually just SCRAP METAL or GARBAGE, but sometimes he actually brings home something USEFUL. One good example is when he got home with an old REVOLVER. You just CLEANED IT UP A BIT, made it a bit easier for the BARREL to rotate and presto, your STRIFE SPECIBUS was set. Except that, RATPOPS bringing anything useful is EXTREMELY RARE. When it happens, you usually KEEP IT, depending on what he brings, or try to SELL IT to finance your ridiculous plans.

Your TROLLTAG is rustedAlliance and you Often make...Pauses to think about…What to say...

**Overlard** · 12-26-2011, 04:30 PM

> Be the disgruntled fool

=== Well, I suppose that's what I'd call myself too. ===

AB by prussianMoose!

Your name is GENIDO PINSOE, and your blood is of the RED (#7f0000) variety. Your age is just about NINE and a HALF sweeps.

You've led a relatively DECENT life so far. Well, you'd say it's DECENT. Others would call it DEPLORABLE. This might be because you long ago ABANDONED most of CIVILIZATION.

You left your HIVE long ago, about four sweeps or so. You had spent many a night and day pondering over TROLLS and how they act. Eventually you concluded that there was almost no HOPE for any TROLL. The root cause is all how CIVILIZATION has OVER-COMPLICATED everything, at least to you. You've gone down to BASICS, in an effort to show how it's so much BETTER.

Unfortunately, or perhaps fortunately, you're acutely aware that almost NO ONE will listen to you. You know how MOST TROLLS act, never LISTENING and going their own way. Some trolls try to AVOID their BASER INSTINCTS, which you really don't like. You heavily ENCOURAGE trolls to act like NATURAL TROLLS, generally meaning they should be absolute assholes and NOT hold themselves to any silly STANDARDS.

Yet you always persist, if only because you enjoy spreading the WORD as a HOBBY. You also enjoy collecting JOURNALS to record what you SEE in, taking PHOTOGRAPHS, and wandering around ALTERNIA.

Your LUSUS is nothing more than a pathetic MONGREL of a DOG. It's quite TOUGH and STUBBORN, always pursuing its chosen GOAL. You've always liked your lusus for its tendency to just not CARE what it does.

Being a redblood, you also have a small POWER. This would be the power to NOT FEEL PAIN. You can't get HEADACHES, MIGRAINES, or even HUNGER PAINS. This is a great way to defuse some TROLLS, by just letting them SMACK you as long as they don't CRIPPLE you. On the flipside, you've often FORGOTTEN you have been wounded previously, leading to quite a few cases where you nearly passed out from blood loss.

Your fetch modus is SOLITAIRE. Being that you can only trust YOURSELF, playing a card game against you seemed like the best idea for a modus. Unfortunately you like to make yourself cheat...yourself. Because that's natural. It gets a little confusing using that modus sometimes.

Your strife specibus is knifeKind. You carry a small knife on you for EMERGENCY SITUATIONS, but that's it. Most of the time you let fights come to YOU, not the other way around.

If someone convinced you to play some ridiculous GAME, you would be the SAGE of HEART in the land of TRAIN-TRACKS and HILLS.

You somehow managed to wrangle yourself a husktop for basic communication, so your trolltag is "intellectualMisanthrope and you "=== Put yourself on the same level as your peers. ===

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**princejellyfish** · 12-26-2011, 10:09 PM

==> Be the annoying brat.
wow way +o be a huge aSS

==> Be the only slightly annoying brat.
ugh fine +ha+s gOOd enough

Your name is CRADIA MERCKE, but pretty much everyone just calls you MERC. You are 7 SWEEPS OLD, but you tend to act like a BRATTY LITTLE WRIGGLER.

You have a variety of INCONVENIENCES, or as some people would call them, HEALTH PROBLEMS. These inconveniences consist of OVER-SENSITIVITY TO LIGHT, being as FRAGILE AS A TOOTHPICK, your skin having a RED TINGE, and also your SKIN PEELING OFF. Your mood is also really CHANGABLE, because of this. So you basically have a really awful SUNBURN ALL THE FUCKING TIME. Plus some more serious stuff.

This is all caused because you're REALLY FUCKING STUBBORN and won't try to avoid this QUESTIONABLE SUBSTANCE which is located outside your hive. You think that as long as its not killing you, you're fine. It kind of is though, you fucking moron.

When you're not being a stubborn little brat, your working as HARD AS YOU POSSIBLY CAN to become the LEAST PERSONABLE TROLL EVER. Well, not really, that just kind of comes naturally for you. Which is actually pretty inconvenient because of YOUR RED BLOOD. You're sort of ALL KINDS OF KILLABLE. But one has killed you yet, and you're rarely threatened. Which you think is PRETTY ODD, and just makes you PARANOID. But its not like you'd tell anyone that.

As mentioned before, you're not really someone people want to be around. You're very RUDE and often make SNIDE COMMENTS. You are very quick to JUDGE and will MERCILESSLY INSULT someone if your first impression isn't the GREATEST. This has led to you having next to NO FRIENDS. But you've convinced yourself that you're okay with it and continue on with your life. But you're not really, you find it EXTREMELY UPSETTING and cling to the few people who ever TALK TO YOU ANYMORE. Even if you dont show it.

You don't have many interests, but the few you do mostly have to do with THEIVERY. And you tend to partake in those activities OFTEN, despite the OBVIOUS RISK. But you think you're PRETTY GOOD at it, so you don't worry. And it's not like you STEAL THINGS FOR THEIR WORTH. You just like to find things that your LUSUS WOULD LIKE, or shiny things. They're honestly about the same to you. You also REALLY FUCKING LIKE BIRDS. They may just be the ONLY THING YOU LIKE, next to a few obvious thing.

Your lusus is a large SERPENT-BIRD-TYPE-THING and she tends to abuse her form by being as INTIMIDATING AS POSSIBLE, making it so NO ONE EVER COMES TO YOUR HIVE. It kind of sucks. And the way she acts makes it OBVIOUS where you got your TERRIBLE ATTITUDE from, but you dont mind really. You still REALLY CARE ABOUT HER, and would be HEARTBROKEN if anything were to ever happen to your precious BIRDMOM.

Your trolltag is crookedMessenger and you rarely ever use punc+ua+ion or capi+aliza+ion and you like +o emphasive your +'s and double le++ers.
If you were to participate in a DUMB GAME you would be the KNIGHT OF MIND and reside in the LAND OF MERCURY AND WARMTH.

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**Teslamagnetic Integration** · 12-27-2011, 12:03 AM

=> Be the skinning bitch

SΩmeΩne wαnts tΩ ße flαyed.

=> Fine jeeze just introduce yourself

If yΩu sαy sΩ.

=> cunt

=> ow fuck my eyes

You are now Tzilla Morana, a freshly 8 sweep troll. In fact, today is your wiggling day, cementing your eight sweeps above the lower and more immature ones.

You are a ceruleanblood, which sets you nicely in the richer part of the hemospectrum, but still not as high as a deep blue, or indigo. You tend to ignore lowbloods often, rather than being condescending. Less issues, less blood on your gorgeous coat, and more time working on better things to do than mix your beloved genetics with that of the lowblooded scum. In fact, you're one who has rather ridiculous standards in who you will spend your quadrants with, and as a result are currently quadrantless. No, that is not an invitation. In fact, it's doubtful you'll ever find the right ones. Your pride is rather a high stake on your end, and it brings absolute risk of culling come pail day. Which, you wish you could care, but you've long accepted it might as well be impossible anyway. Who could even like you outside of pail lust? Nobody, that's who.

As stated before, you are very prideful. You are very high up on the hemospectrum, and you show it. You wear a bright white coat with little cerulean abstract designs on the hems for flavor, though it's meant to keep you out of sight when hunting during the winter. You do wear normal clothing underneath, but you'd rather not care about what someone thinks of your attire--unless they're higher than you, of course. In which case, you'll gladly take it off. Perhaps it was too hot anyway. Perhaps they just want a choice look at your fairly average rack. Perhaps this line of thinking needs to be terminated immediately.

You are a huntress by trade, and often hunt down many animals and game during the cusp of winter, skinning their hides and furs for selling to many tradesfolk and tailors. You get paid handsomely for any horns or ivory saved from the hunt, and it is your main income as a result. You can track down just about any beast, though trolls themselves aren't considered "a beast" you can track. Otherwise, you can easily identify the tracks, scents, and even territorial markings of just about every game animal in the quadrant territory. You are brilliantly skilled at your job, and you don't let it affect you too much socially. Even though it might as well, since your social skills are rather shit.

You do enjoy various things during the times you aren't out at night in the snow hunting down poor animals to viciously flay alive. You have a little odd obsession with action flicks, and tend to watch them over and over and over again. It would be nauseating for your quadrants...if you had them. You tend to prefer the explosions and thrills and sense of action with adventure they have, that everything else just lacks. This is so much of a case, that you have a home theater system installed that could blow the windows out at full blast. In fact, sometimes you do just because. You keep some of the best earplugs around in case of an event like that. Perfect for keeping any doting lowbloods away from your hive.

You also enjoy the fine art of gun-kata. Troll Chow Yun Fat is your idol, and you wish to be just like him in that one movie whose name you keep forgetting because of all That. Action. You look silly while you practice alone, but you're getting the ropes of it fairly well, since it's all you practice anymore, outside of archery. Oh yes, archery, your absolute bread and butter. To you, it seems as if the arrow is enchanted by your grace, and hits the target most of the time. In truth, you have very good eyes thanks to your glasses, and have precision aim most of the time. It's really more of a lucky streak you think, because you can't give yourself too much ego, right? Never have too much of something. You tend to make your own bows, and as a result are definitely not one of those frail and lithe trolls who like to think of themselves as some kind of amazon. Speaking of which, you did not lop your breasts off like the ones of legend--No, you hold the bow at a certain angle so they aren't an issue. This tends to really hurt your neck a lot if you keep using it, so you only really use it for stealthy kills. If you punched someone, they would not be expecting the strength you have.

Oh yes, suitors. You get them quite often, for reasons you totally cannot fathom. That's a lie, you know full well you have goods they want, and goods they cannot get. Things like flexing or showing off irritates you quickly, and is usually followed by making them dance with your guns. Or threatening an arrow in the face. Most think close range will ruin an archer, but those never had an oathbow fired at them. Those who did, well, let's just say there's a lot less on their minds nowadays. You often get more female suitors than male, for some strange reason, but all of them are usually lowbloods. How terribly dull.

Your lusus, however, is someone without any flaws you can see, and is completely and utterly purrfect. Cougarmom always knows best, and will always be there for you when you need her the most. Your bond is legendary, with you two being able to communicate in ways most would find ridiculous or baffling. Simply looking into her eyes will tell most of what's needed to be said. You both look out for each other, and the mere thought of trading or losing her is enough to cause you to go on a killing spree in a residential neighborhood. You should work on those anger issues, sometime.

Your fetch modus is the Constellation Modus, and you must draw out the images like a constellation in order to take them out. It used to take forever, but you are now good enough to do it in seconds. Your strife specibi is the bowKind and pistolKind, though you tend to use the pistolKind more in public.

Your trolltag is camouflagedArtemis, and you Ωften refer tΩ everything in α superiΩrity heirαrchy.

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**literaryCreep** · 12-27-2011, 12:22 PM

Be the fucking awesome psychic yellowblood.

Hell yes you are. Your name is usually classified, on account of you being like, an awesome super spy and crazy bastard, but you'll tell the narrator, just 'cause you like them. Your name is SHADOWSTER, and you are the best spy ever. You have this amazing psychic power so you can talk telepathically and pick up things with your mind, and you use it to kill people cause you're just. that. cool. And you've never been caught, and you don't have to worry about quadrants becuase a. everyone loves you and b. you're a crazy outlaw and-

Who are you trying to kid?

*ugh, fine.*

Show us what you're really like, now. Be the lonely fanboy blueblood.

Your name is actually RENWER JEBRAL, and you're pretty boring, frankly. I mean, just look at you.

You've always thought there was something a bit wrong with the hemospectrum if the lowbloods with all the crazy awesome psychic powers were right at the bottom. Come on! That shit's amazing! And the yellowbloods are the MOST AWESOME. They can do even more cool stuff, while you're stuck as a boring old blueblood. All the yellowbloods can just do whatever they want and not get chased by anyone, ever, cause all the people chasing them have been killed by the amazing powers!
Safe to say, your idea of life as a lowblood is not particularly accurate.
You do, however, play FLARP as a character you invented yourself; the aforementioned SHADOWSTER, who is absolutely amazing even if he is a giant Gary Stu. You, however, could not care less. You like to chill in his cape all the time. You feel so much more confident! Shadowster can do anything, and get all the bitches at the same time.
However, you can't wear it all the time, and you feel really different without it. You can't get all the bitches. In fact, you're kind of struggling in the quadrant area, having not worked up the courage to ask anyone out. You would do it during a FLARP game, but you're a bit too busy being awesome. You don't have very long before the Imperial Drones come for you.
Plus, you can't wrap yourself and your lizard lusus up in the cape. bluh.

You don't like being a blueblood.

Your INTERESTS include FLARP, as mentioned before, but you also enjoy FILMS ABOUT CHARACTERS OF A DARING AND SUSPICIOUS NATURE, and all the gadgets that come with it! You saw one once, you can't quite remember the name (something something something, five explosions (or was it four?) something, and 2 love interests,) but someone got killed because a bomb was thrown through the window of their hive. AND THEY DIED EPICALLY! Inspired, you started using the projectilekind strife specibus, becuase it was awesome. Also, you're a bit too insecure to get too close to enemies. You use this specibus while FLARPing too, but you pretend that it was your awesome mind powers. And it SO was.

You use the RUBIX MODUS, which turns each captchalogued item into a small puzzle cube, which you have to rearrange into the correct pattern before you can use the object. After 6.58 sweeps, you've gotten quite clever at solving the cubes.

Your trolltag is secretPsychic *and y*u type as if y*u are c*mminicating telepathically*

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**Lookatroopa** · 12-27-2011, 03:12 PM

> Be the- What the fuck?

.ehehehe

Your name is Elriño Llamal, an weirdass .totalllly awesome trollll lloved by everyone. Today isn't your wriggling day, but you're .awesome enough to be introduced anyway. You are 7 sweeps old by the way.

You are a Blueblood, which makes you .superior to the lameass lowbloods.

Info:

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**skuldnevermore** · 12-27-2011, 11:08 PM

==> Be the twitchy person

Your name is KASMAL TIECUS.

You are surrounded by crazy trolls. All of them are crazy, and you are the only sane one left. You’re pretty damn sure of this fact despite what your Moirail says. She and your so called “psychiatrist” believe that these “delusional thoughts” might be due to your large consummation of ENERGY DRINKS. You however highly disagree with that statement.

You have a large amount of interest including SENSIBLE SHOE WARE and SUPREMATIST ARTWORK. In fact your walls are pasted with SUPREMATIST PRINTS. Sometimes you just stare at your walls in wonder of these pieces. If only you could you could create such BEAUTIFUL and COMPLEX pieces of artwork. Alas, you are much to shaky to hold a paintbrush. Speaking of things in your hive. Your floors are littered with EMPTY ENERGY DRINK CANS and large comfy piles of FOAM CLOGS.

You simply adore your moirail and you wish she would visit more often. Unfortunately your TALKATIVE neighbor always scares her off. You would visit her, but her rust blooded neighbor intimidates the hell out of you. (The whole situation kind of sucks really) She really worries about you and your so-called ADDICTION to your delightful GINSENG FILLED BEVERAGE. Although she is only saying that because you have blacked out from a sugar rush six or seven times. No big deal really.

Your Trollian tag is auspiciousGinseng and you speak in: A jjittttery sortt of matttter. (J’s and T's are doubled)

Other Information:
Her hive is located near a swampy area.

Her lusus is a six legged crocodile, who is very over protective of her. He/She/It doesn’t care for any troll that Kasmal has a relationship with.

Her Moirail is Theriz Nychus. A fantroll made by one of my best friends.

(Their neighbors are other fantrolls we have created: Lavois Noltad who is based off of a good friend of ours, and Papave Ursine who is based off of my sister).

Her strife specibus is blade kind. She wields a lovely Khopesh. She would probably end up alchemizing it with one of her energy drinks giving it some neat-o lightning powers (because her energy drinks are made with LIGHTNING, REAL LIGHTNING!)

Not only does the energy drink consumption make her super paranoid and partial to sugar induced blackouts, but it also makes her super speedy.

She uses a sort of “tablet” instead of a husktop or computer to connect to the internet and talk to friends.

I do have a god tier form for her (for fun!). She is the Knight of Void.

**Denny the Fisher** · 12-28-2011, 01:38 AM

Be the major toolbag.

Oh fuck no.
Anything but the major toolbag.

Stop being a whiny bitch and be the major toolbag.

You are now the major toolbag.
Your argument is invalid.

Your name is Mackol Horman.
What a toolbag name that is.

Your blood is of teal caste, but you give no hell to the hemospectrum. Oh hell no. You spend most of your time taking pictures of yourself that the ladies love. Because the ladies love one man. And that man is you. You have no main matesprit at the moment, but everyone is attracted to you, you handsome devil you. You also have the ability to shapeshift into a handsome stallion, yet you can't control when it does or doesn't happen, rendering it completely useless and usually just an annoyance. Your lusus is a giant pterodactyl. Fuck yeah. Your sprite is a eagle stuffed animal you found lying around in your attic mixed with a dead shark you found by the pond. HELL. FUCKING. YEAH. You use the silladex modus Jenga, and to access an item you must pull out all four sticks of the item you want, without making the tower fall. If it does, all your captchalogued items will topple onto the floor. Quite a precarious modus to keep on, eh? Your chumhandle is glorifiedMarzipan and you have-this-awkward-tendency-to-always-use-dashes-instead-of-using-spaces.--It-doesn't-bother-you,-though.--You--also-talk-like-a-first-class-douche,-and-you-sign-off-with-"(y)"-which-would-be-a-thumbs-up-in-Windows-Messenger.--

**Mezmum Maeris** · 12-28-2011, 08:09 AM

>Be the civil, wannabe ninja.

Additional info : You live in a very varied climate. Sometimes, it snows, and when it does, it snows for weeks.
Other times, the heat is unbearable.

**CrazedWormHole** · 12-28-2011, 08:39 AM

>Be the prideful champion

You are now GROTUS GANTER, you are 9 SWEEPS OLD, and you are, indeed, THE CHAMPION.

Well then, let's do this from the start. As a PROFESSION, you are...somewhat special for YOUR CASTE. Since young age, you have been a RUFFIANNIHILATOR, and you're PROUD OF IT. Two Trolls going into a ring, PUNCHING THE EVERLOVING SHIT out of eachother until one of you either DIES or PASSES OUT? What isn't there to love? You started in FLYWEIGHT at the age of FIVE SWEEPS, and rose up ALONG WITH YOUR AGE. You are now standing as a proud HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION with a WIN/LOSE RECORD of 31/2. The first of your TWO LOSSES was your FIRST MATCH BACK IN FLYWEIGHT, which you blame on lack of experience. The SECOND LOSS...Was merely ONE SWEEP AGO. You don't want to go into that.

Either way, you LOVE THE SPORT, and you are not going to stop ANYTIME SOON. Most of your FREE TIME goes into WORKING OUT at the GYM you built into your HIVE, having SPARRING SESSIONS with your BEST FRIEND, who everyone seems to think is your MOIRAIL. Which is a COMPLETE LIE, and WRESTLING your LUSUS whenever he DECIDES TO GET HIS FAT ASS ON LAND.

Your LUSUS, GEORGE as you call him, is a WALRUS. GEORGE is usually out in the sea, but it happens every now and then that he RETURNS HOME. When this happens, the fucker is going to try and WRESTLE YOU. NO EXCEPTIONS. These "MATCHES" usually consist of you TRYING TO KEEP AWAY THAT HUGE LUMP OF FLAB UNTIL EITHER OF YOU TIRE OUT. Sadly, you almost NEVER BEAT GEORGE. GEORGE IS A TOUGH BASTARD.

Even tough your POSITION ON THE HEMOSPECTRUM, you don't really CARE ABOUT BLOOD COLOR. To you, others are ranked by STRENGTH. The STRONG are good, the WEAK are worthless. You can be rather STUBBORN. Anyone DISAGREEING with you usually ends up with a FACE FULL OF PAIN. That said, you are NOT MUCH OF A THINKER, usually letting your FISTS do your job for you, which in turn make you RATHER EASY TO MANIPULATE. You can't count all the times you have been OUTSMARTED OR TRICKED.

Your FETCH MODUS is set to QUEUE, because quite frankly, your THINK PAN can be compared to a ROCK in more ways then one, and this is the most advanced you can be bothered to understand.

Your STRIFE SPECIBUS is set to GLOVEKIND, and you have the THREE TYPES OF GLOVES ANY RUFFIANNIHILATOR NEEDS, in order of MOST to LEAST USED.

First, you have a pair of INDIGO RUFFIANNIHILATOR GLOVES. Standard type, thin iron plating on the upper half. HURTS AS HELL IN THE RING, just as intended.

Second, you have your BLACK RUFFIANNIHILATOR GLOVES, these ones with iron plating along with STEEL SPIKES sticking out over your KNUCKLE AREA. You use these if you fight an ESPECIALLY DANGEROUS OPPONENT, or if your intent is BLATANT MURDER.

Lastly, we have the deep blue SISSY GLOVES. Yea, that's what they're called. They are like the other pairs, but they got NO PLATING AT ALL. Made to soften your punches, generally used to INSULT AN OPPONENT. Seriously, why would anyone use these things?

Your TROLLTAG is musclemassChampion and you have quHITE the coHUGHING issuHE.

**Majora787** · 12-28-2011, 08:50 AM

=-> Be the SILLY TOOL

... Rude! --: (

=-> Be the PUZZLE MASTER

Your name is ERLOTT SIRPIT. You really like your name.

You also really like PUZZLES! Making things MORE CHALLENGING THAN THEY NEED TO BE is something you just do regularly. You really don't even THINK ABOUT IT ANYMORE. Overcomplicating can SOMETIMES GET IN THE WAY OF SOCIALIZING, when you sometimes DELIBERATLY CRASH A CONVERSATION in order to make it more difficult to restart. It's not that you JUST LIKE MAKING EVERYONE FEEL AWKWARD, you just ENJOY THE CHALLENGES THAT RESULT. You feel like it will MAKE YOU STRONG like your ancestor, THE WAVEBORN.

You live in a hive LOCATED INSIDE A ROCK FACE with your SANDWHALE LUSUS. Your FRIENDS MAKE FUN OF THE JUXTAPOSITION, but your lusus seems happy with it. The vast majority of your hobbies relate to PUZZLES OF VARYING DESCRIPTION AND DIFFICULTY. You have DOZENS UPON DOZENS of paper scraps stuck to your walls where you have been attempting to formulate the ULTIMATE PUZZLE. However, you usually SOLVE THEM ALL EVENTUALLY.

Your friends also make fun of your hobby, because you're obviously NOT THE SMARTEST. Your blood is also YELLOW, placing you on the lowest rung between the lot of you. And not only that, but you've got this SILLY MUTANT SINGULAR HORN that sort of makes you look like your lusus. THIS DOESN'T HELP YOU AT ALL. But despite their frequent jabs at your intelligence and obvious lack of school feeding, you pride yourself at somehow SELF-TEACHING AT A SLIGHTLY SCARY PACE. That's how you solve most of your puzzles so easily-- YOU'VE DONE THEM ALL BEFORE.

But now that you think about it, there is ONE PUZZLE you can never figure out; your own FETCH MODUS. It's a game of ROOMS that you can just never seem to win quickly because of its SYSTEMATICALLY RANDOMIZED SOLUTION. Despite how hard it makes it to PLAY SGRUB WITH YOUR FRIENDS, you REALLY REALLY LIKE THIS MODUS.

When you play SGRUB, you're known by your friends as the KNIGHT OF SPACE from the LAND OF FROGS AND FRACTALS. You've been working at BREEDING THOSE SILLY THINGS, but it's NOT THE KIND OF PUZZLE YOU'RE PARTICULARLY GOOD AT. On the other hand, you're surprisingly good at combat. You use the FLAILKIND STRIFE SPECIBUS like your ancestor, and it's... uhh... REALLY NOT THAT COMPLICATED TO USE. Which is JUST THE WAY YOU LIKE IT.

Playing this WACKY GAME has brought you into contact with a SPECIES OF ALIEN your friend KARMES calls HUMANS. You REALLY DON'T LIKE THEM AT ALL, because of your subconscious association of ALIENS with those HORRIFYING SPACE ABOMINATIONS IN THE MOVIES. It's probably not very nice of you to make that judgement in advance like that, but that's really THE LEAST OF YOUR WORRIES LATELY.

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