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

**Araiss** · 12-01-2011, 01:09 AM

==>Be one of the many redbloods

Your name is Archai Doppel and you are 7 sweeps old. You are a redblood, which puts you at the lowest end of the spectrum, which has made life hard for you. You also wear glasses because of some sight problems. You have thought about getting contacts, but you personally don't like the sight of your eyes, so you choose to wear glasses. You also have a few other problems that you believe have made your life harder. Then again you also believe these same problems have probably saved you a couple of times.

First lets get into your interest. One of the things you like to do is reading, and the books you read are usually along the lines of non fiction. Sometimes this includes reading books on weather. You've thought of studying it at times for a few different reasons, but you've never taken it up. You also like to climb trees, your hive is actually in a tree, so sometimes it's necessary for you to do so. You live in a forest and your lusus is an owl. You're glad you have your lusus around, but then again who isn't? You also like to play games like Solitaire. Some of these games are games of chance though, such as Blackjack and Poker. Your favorite game to play would be Darts and you find yourself to be a good shot.

Now even though you play these games you do use them to your advantage. As a redblood you don't have a lot of money, so at times you make some extra money due to gambling. You tend to stick only to playing darts games or pool as you are the best at those and can make the most money out of it. You have enough to get by though, so you do not do this very often.

Now for one of your problems, you are technically a mutant because you have a power. You have the power to control pressure, being able to increase or decrease the pressure around a certain area, trolls included. You find it helpful for defending yourself and hurting others, but you try not to fight most of the time as you tend to be non violent most of the time. You also try to keep your power a secret in fear of culling. Of course using this power tends to give you headaches if you overuse it, so that's just another reason to hide it. You do practice with it when you play darts or are alone at your hive, which is most of the time.

Though you find yourself to be non violent most of the time, that isn't to say that you don't have your share of injuries. When you were younger you actually broke both of your wrist when testing your power. This is one of the main reasons you tend not to use it for fear of getting any more injuries to yourself. You also fear giving any possible injuries to your friends or quadrants, but you don't worry about that much. You keep wrist braces on your wrist as a constant reminder of when your injury occurred.

Now..there's also one other thing about you, where you tend to get in trouble over...

HEY, enough about ARCHAI already, haha!

You have some other personalities besides your own, from what you can count there are two others besides yourself. Even though this is true two of those are personalities that occur frequently, yourself and this one who refers to himself by your last name, Doppel. He usually only appears when you get in stressed situations, and helps to fight off trolls if you ever get into a fight. You suppose Doppel is an opposite to you, as where you are usually quite and non violent, he's a lot more rough and loud. Because of this it makes it even harder to socialize, and has left you with only a few trolls you socialize with, most of them not even knowing about your disorder or your power. And if you're wondering about the other personality, you would rather not talk about that one.

Because of these problems, life has been hard for you. In general you still respect the Hemospectrum, because following it helps to keep you alive as long as your secrets do not get out. You don't even mind it all that much, the only problem you have with it is when highbloods try to take advantage of the system to do whatever they want. You're actually pretty grateful that most highbloods don't try to associate themselves with lowbloods.

You use knifeKind, so you are able to equip knives and daggers to fight with. Because of your practice with darts you are pretty deadly with throwing knives, as for general knife combat you are somewhat average Your fetch modus is Darts Game, where you need to hit in a certain area of the dart board to try and get the item you want. Sometimes depending on the item you may have to throw multiple darts at the same time.

Your trolltag is twinSpirits, and you tend to repeat, yes repeat things you say. Or reassure yourself at the end of your sentences, yes.

Though Doppel Tries to make HIMSELF known, putting EMPHASIS on what he feels is NECESSARY.

tl;dr

**BewareOfNerd** · 12-01-2011, 10:55 PM

>Be the long-haired pretty boy

Your name is Nefren Xerxes and you think you are pretty hot stuff.

Weak-willed trolls are inexplicably drawn to you and find you charming and attractive. This, of course, means you have a city full of disposable redrom flings at your fingertips. Because of this, you have a rather overinflated self-image, and snark at anyone who disagrees with it. Being a highblood, life has been fairly kind to you, which has made you lazy and undisciplined, and resent having to do real work. You have an assortment of shallow, artsy highblood friends whom you act all snooty to impress, but secretly barely like. It's rare for someone to penetrate your snarky asshole exterior and get to know the fun-loving goofball you really are, and you have no idea how to deal with it when someone does.

Your lusus was a slimy tentacle-bat-thing that hated light so badly that it never left your attic. You're glad your moirail helped you kill it so you don't have to feed it stray cats or get acid spat at you anymore. God, you hated that thing. It made no effort to raise you beyond giving you some nasty acid scars, so TV was pretty much your substitute lusus. You constantly make references to shows and movies, but no one gets them; you hipster friends are too cool and ironic, and your swamp hick moirail is too much of a swamp hick.

You love piercings. Something about changing your body to make it fit your personality just feels right to you. Along with wearing eyeliner, like those ancient desert trolls who built all those pyramids and shit. Oh, and kilts. Especially red ones. You refuse to wear anything on your ass that isn't red. You're sort of weird like that.

Your interests include following various TV shows, including My Little Hoofbeast, collecting interesting knickknacks from various cultures, and eating large amounts of various unusual foods to keep up with your fast metabolism.

Your trolltag is starryWisdom and you're a pretty fuckin' chill guy; you swear kind of a lot, though.

**Nostalgia Ripoff** · 12-03-2011, 05:45 PM

======> Be the boring guy

Normally I would take offense to that, but I'm kinda busy so I'll let it slide.

Your name is VANEAS HERTATCH. You are far too busy translating some ANCIENT TEXTS to introduce yourself, so some cosmic being will have to do it for you.

You live in the ruins of an OLD HIVE, most likely belonging to your ancestor, with your THREE-HEADED-HYBRID-SPECIES-BEAST LUSUS. You seriously need to come up with a better name for him. Anyway, as for the LIVING IN RUINS SITUATION, you love it! Due to your factual nature, you consider yourself a HISTORIAN and therefore love exploring your HIVE, despite the fact that it’s just a hive the DRONES forgot to demolish. You are normally a pretty cheerful guy, especially when you make a new DISCOVERY about your surroundings, because it is PRETTY MYSTERIOUS. Due to the fact that no one really lives near your RUINS, you have a LONER STREAK and have a hard time discussing PERSONAL MATTERS with others. Doesn’t mean you won’t abuse the RANDOM ENCOUNTER button on Trollian, though!

Due to an accident five sweeps ago, you discovered you have LATENT TELEKINETIC POWERS. It also left you with a CRIPPLING FEAR OF HEIGHTS. You think the whole incident was embarrassing in how damaged it left you, even though it was just a rather silly mistake. See, all that happened was you discovered a HIDDEN LIBRARY in your basement. You got very excited and started trying to read ALL THE BOOKS, even the ones on the highest shelves! And that’s when it happened; you got over excited and your powers kicked in. You accidentally moved the ladder without realizing, and BAM! You fell several feet, head first. Into concrete. Which is why you don’t like talking about it. It’s so embarrassingly simple. SCARS SHOULD HAVE COOL BACKSTORIES, DAMMIT. Which is why you never told your friend this story. She is also YOUR ONLY FRIEND for whom you would DO ANYTHING FOR. But she is DEFINITELY NOT YOUR MOIRAIL. Definitely. That would imply that you need pacifying, or she does, AND NEITHER OF YOU NEED THAT.

Your only other FEAR would be DEATH, which also stems from the EMBARRASSING ACCIDENT. For some reason you just can’t seem to come to grips with it! It doesn’t help that redbloods aren’t known to live particularly long. It’s gotten to the point that you’ve started looking for ways to become IMMORTAL! Granted, it’s not one of your top priorities. You’re still 7 sweeps old, you’ve got plenty of time to worry about that! All you’ve done is a little research on the subject in the library. Nothing spectacular. Although, you have heard of this one game…

You have a knack for HISTORY which is why you decided to live in RUINS instead of having the DRONES build you a nice new home. The fact that there is a POSSIBILITY that your ANCESTOR LIVED THERE is just an added bonus.

Your trolltag is reluctantNostalgic and you often forget to end your sentences properly

Odds are slim that you would ever play a multi-player game, but if your friend insisted you would be the SEER OF TRUTH in THE LAND OF MOUNTAINS AND LORE.

TL;DR?

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Basically just a self-insert just, but that's mostly because he happens to be my RP handle as well.

**Overlard** · 12-04-2011, 01:29 PM

((If you could kindly replace "destructivelyBalanced" with this fellow that would be great!))

> Be the creepy assassin

| Two things. I +m not cr--py, +nd who told you my job? |

> Uh.......Be the levelheaded balance enthusiast.

| You +nd I will b- h+ving + t+lk +ft-r th- intro. |

Tiny sprite by Pootporri!

Your name is YARREX FISSAA and you are NINE SWEEPS old. Balance is your modus operandi at ALL times. The universe MUST be kept in check at ALL times! After all, without balance, we have no universe! Your BROWN BLOOD (#8a4d09) is not very balanced, no. But you're fine with it. You're fine with a lot of things.

You do have other interests besides the balancing thing though. They tend to be very heavily RELATED to balancing, however. You quite enjoy the fine art of MATHEMATICS for one! Keeping the numbers balanced on both sides of the equation is quite KEY, otherwise the whole thing will turn out incorrectly! Secondly, keeping things ORGANIZED is another habit you have! If something is out of place it just sends you into a TIZZLE of sorts! There is no balance in CHAOS, after all. Finally, you have an odd habit of keeping things in TWOS. You know, to keep the numbers even! You also enjoy collecting WEIGHTED BALANCES (or scales, if you will) since they are VITAL to keeping weights equally distributed! Really, they're just plain awesome. Plus they're shiny!

Your DEMEANOR is very CALM AND COLLECTED. You are always SMILING, never letting anything get you down. Or so it seems, most of the time. You still FEEL, just not as heavily as others! You mostly have your emotions tuned out, as it were. Think like a radio with the volume turned low. You always reply that you're feelin' fine, mostly because you ARE. Perhaps on some level you're not, but it's not like you're going to let your BLOOD PUMP beat your THINK PAN.

You USED to have a hive, yes. Plus a LUSUS. Your hive WAS fairly square on all sides. It looked like a giant CUBE, but at least it was BALANCED! Your lusus was a LABRADOR RETRIEVER who was, of course, very FRIENDLY and PROTECTIVE. He tended to chase off most folks when they came visiting. Your hive was located on the PRAIRIE, where frequent fires sweep the land clean of buildings. You USUALLY kept the area around your hive DAMP, but then some JERKS had the bright idea to start a fire RIGHT NEXT to your hive! You escaped with your LIFE, thanks to your lusus, who perished in the flames. Your hive also did not survive, and now you live with your MOIRAIL as you wait for RECRUITMENT into the MILITARY.

Your clothes might seem fairly ordinary to most. But your SPECTACLES are what seems to get EVERYONE'S attentions. They're very CLOUDY and GREY, and tend to catch the light in just SUCH A WAY to block proper sight of your EYES! There's a reason for this, naturally. You have a VERY small MUTATION in your PUPILS. It made them turn into one seems ALMOST like snake eyes. Don't worry, they're not. HOWEVER, they tend to freak the HELL out of anyone who sees them, and on ALTERNIA that's a no-no. So you grabbed some cloudy SPECS to hide them from sight. You honestly have no idea how you do the light thing, actually. Must be freak chance.

Another SECRET you hold within you is your JOB. Yes, your very DANGEROUS and EXCITING JOB. You are what some would call an ASSASSIN. Or METALMAN, EXECUTIONER, HUNTER, what have you. Quite frankly you prefer the term BALANCE-RESTORER. It sounds so much less ugly. But yes, you're one of the TROLLS who go around killing others for others! Naturally you're very quiet about this, being very LOW on the hemospectrum. You even have a FAKE uniform with a FAKE symbol to go INCOGNITO when you NEED to. Though, this ONCE failed and lead to aforementioned HIVE BURNINGS. You got REVENGE though, with the help of some FRIENDS.

You also have a POWER, though it is NOT much. It seems to be a BASIC form of TELEKINESIS, but it is LIMITED to RESTORING BALANCE of objects. Like if that table was starting to tip? You can FOCUS on it and it shall hold PERFECTLY upright. As long as it is POSSIBLE for something to stand STRAIGHT, it will be BALANCED well enough. Said power comes with a small COST, however. It tends to grant LARGE HEADACHES when used TOO OFTEN. Nobody likes those, especially when they get upgraded to MIGRAINES. You tend to keep some PAINKILLERS on hand, just in case, but try not to RESORT to using your power at all TIMES.

You wield the rifleKind specibus with DEADLY accuracy in your JOB and fights. Within it you hold a great many different KINDS of rifles. Hunting rifles, sniper rifles, what have you. Your POWER makes your FIRST SHOT have NEAR PERFECT accuracy, though afterwards it's all skill.

Your FETCH MODUS is BALANCE, of course. Your modus will give you a SCALE and some different OBJECTS. Your goal is to find a way to EQUALLY BALANCE all the objects on the scales. Usually this is FAIRLY EASY, though you still get a curveball from time to time.

If you were to play a GAME, you would obviously be the KNIGHT of FORCE in the land of FIELDS and FLAMES.

Your trolltag is balancedMetalman and you tend to "| K--p your sp--ch m+th-m+tic+lly b+l+nc-d. |"

TL;DR

**Krug** · 12-04-2011, 06:47 PM

>Be the Lord of all things on the land.
"I am ✝he highes✝ fu☪king landdweller ✡f ✝hem all, ✝h✡u shal✝ have n✡ ✡✝her landbl✡✡ds bef✡re me"

Your name is FARKAN HEWHAY, you're seven sweeps old, and you have the one of the highest colors of blood ever recorded in a LAND DWELLER. You also have a MUTATION that has turned your hair WHITE. Luckilly you have some semi-effective DYE. Anyway, as a result of your blood, you have a gift that many a troll would covet; that is the ability to boss around ANY troll not living in the OCEAN. At least, according to the Hemospectrum you can do that. Luckilly you're just the troll for the job of commanding around everyone, that is to say, you have a FUCKING LEADER COMPLEX and a bit of a blossoming EGO. There are two things that you truely have a PASSION for on this world, one is giving out ORDERS and commanding around lowbloods to do tasks. It doesn't matter whether the task is silly or serious, menial or epic; delivering COMMANDS are your thing. And if the SHITBLOODS don't comply, you bet your ass that they'll see your WRATH. Of course, when you're not issuing orders, you're actually a pretty AMICABLE troll, and your EGO sort of fades out into the background; the same happens when the LOWBLOODS actually carry out the task you give them. Because subservitude is a pretty cool thing.

Still there's one thing that draws your IRE more than SHITBLOODS not complying, and that would be SEABLOODS telling you to do stuff. You absolutely HATE being bossed around, you cannot STAND IT. There should be nobody before YOU. YOU should be the emperor! Still, what can you really do? There's already an EMPRESS, and you are just to them, some indigoblood living in the side of a mountain. You're a JEALOUS INDIGOBLOOD, no doubt.

Your other PASSION in life is to be VENERATED, treated like some sort of DEITY or something. You love being the center of attention at all times, though in most cases you won't make TOO MUCH of a big deal if you're NOT. Still, you got to say that is pisses you off a bit that other trolls sometimes get more attention then you, what do they HAVE that you DON'T? Again though, nothing to CULL anyone over. When you are the FOCAL POINT, your EGO levels go off the charts, and you can start DEMANDING some pretty crazy things. Things you wouldn't NORMALLY demand when all eyes aren't on you.

You hate GOATBEASTS. You just wanted to throw that out there.

In your spare time you enjoy CREATING things, and by that you mean BUILDING ROBOTS. Robotics is sort of a HOBBY of yours, because it can get pretty boring living in the SIDE OF A MOUNTAIN. Even if that MOUNTAINSIDE PALACE is luxurious. Thus you create ROBOTS and watch their programs unfold into little LIVES of their own. You currently have built TWO. ADATAM and EVESAI. "Male" and "Female" respectively, if they had GENDERS.

Your strife specibus is SPEARKIND. Something useful and practical, practicality is your DESTINY. Meanwhile your fetch modus is set to CREATION. You can only pick up items that you have built, or PARTIALLY BUILT. It's tedious work being a CREATOR. If you were to engage in a certain game of destiny, you would be the LORD OF SPACE, in the land of ANGELS AND FROGS.

Your trolltag is imposingCommandment and you ☪✡n✝inu✡usly ✝y☧e in an ✡bn✡xi✡us manner.

Too long? Didn't read?!

**Teslamagnetic Integration** · 12-04-2011, 10:10 PM

==> Be the scrappy kleptomaniac

//I beg yor pardon? Why I aughta tear your wimpy li'l legs off an' beat ya dense wit 'em!//

==> Be the mirthful mechanic

//That's mor like t' my likin', innit!//

You are now Orkzim Chlamy, and you are a mere 9 sweeps old. You are also an indigoblood. While sitting high atop the hemospectrum, you tend to be just as violent as the rest, only you hold it in more than the others. You're not a violent person unless angered, in which case you hold little to no stops. You tend to beat offenders with their own limbs over this, because t' 'ell wit' them gits.

You love getting in brawls when the mood calls for it. Not the violent and bloody kind though, no no, those are so unsophisticated and barbaric. No, you love the friendly sports of wrestling a fellow down into submission--No tricks, no weapons, no bullshit, fox only, final destination. Though while you are very skilled at pinning trolls down, even those well out of your class range, you constantly give the opponent an edge to make it that much more exciting for you. Because of this, people think you come off as an arrogant prick, and so nobody willingly wrestles with you. Whatever, you have lowbloods to pick with sometimes.

You love and respect the hemospectrum for all its worth, innit. You respect fellow indigos, some blues, and the royals are practically worshiped by you. You dream of one day going into spess and killing all sorts of xeno scum in the name o' th' Empress and her glorious empire. However, if there's one thing that's captured your heart, it's...

Ah right, you want to be a subjuggulator. You are mirthful, you want to serve the Empress in the best way possible, and you follow orders like a happy dog follows his master for affection. Few are as mirthful as you when you get on your moods. You're not quite as bullying as the others, nor are you one to constantly attack and slay lowbloods for fun--but damn if you don't like pickin' on them for funsies. You don't like the honking though, that much is for sure. Instead, you think the best way to show your mirth is to give a good ol' fashion "WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAUGH!" to the Mirthful Messiah. However, while you are a happy troll who loves his colors, you tend to be more mellow in appearance, masking that happiness for when things get downright fun. Like a good ol' fashion brawl out fer funsies. That'll bring the WAAAAAAAAAAAUGH in laughter for you. You are just a jolly ol' fucker, eh?

You have hobbies, as strange as it would sound. First off, is that you like the thoughts of warfare and battle so much, that you find scraps of metal all over and make them into little figurines you collect and guard with your life. To you, they are your most precious things, and any who mess with them are guaranteed to be beaten to near death with their own limbs. You love to play with yourself with your many armies, strategizing a point of victory in the only way you know how: to hit them as hard and as fast as possible, swarming them with impossible numbers and drowning them with lead. You don't like lazers and photons and plasma. You like bullets. You like the sound the bullets make when being fired. You can never get enough of it. You could always have more of it, and should always have more of it. Always.

Speaking of metal, you fukken love to take apart things into scraps, and make them into designs of your own. Your designs are flawed, scrappy, and downright hideous to anyone respectable. To which you say they can toss right th' fuck off, because to you, it's so beautiful that it brings tears to your eyes. You can never have enough of dat scrappin', and you can spend days working on it constantly to make more hilarious and amazing machinations that many would deem impossible for someone of your "supposed inferior intellect" to forge. Just even talking about it excites you, and puts you in the mood for it. Which is probably bad for communication.

You also tend to have a knack for sometimes acting completely off balance, and get in a smartassy smooth mode that completely overtakes you. You think it's the pompadour that does it, but to hell with the haters, you fukken love the damned thing. You try your hardest to look smooth, act cool, and be smart while like this whenever any time gets social, and try to avoid any subject that might bring that mirthful, energetic, scrappy mechanic side of you that turns away so many. Though your accent and speech patterns already do all that and then some, you seem utterly dumbfounded as to why they keep getting pushed away. Probably because of that false confidence coming off as being a pompous jerk. Deep down, you hate yourself for having such love for your hobbies, and such loathing of how it keeps you anchored to that easy-to-hate-one-dimensional social hierarchy you try to break free from. At least the miniatures can bring out the neat-o side of you without triggering that scrapboy quirk...at least as long as the subject of making scrap isn't tread upon. Socializing is hard. Maybe if you watched some more movies instead...

Your hive is one that many see and can't tell whether to laugh at, or avoid entirely. Those who laugh, of course, get slapped by th' base o' yer own bollybat, that you tell 'em right now an' 'ere. There's red, black, and yellow stripes and designs all over the scrappy and jagged exterior, that it might as well be a gigantic biohazard sign that you live in. Of course, joke's on them, the real biohazard is living inside of it, with so many sharp edges and volatile substances in there. You get by from knowing exactly where everything is, and avoiding it with utmost care. You would be driven crazy from this, but you're outside working too much to even give a git of a shit. Though, you avoid this place like the plague when around others. You wouldn't want to give yourself away when it comes to that.

Your lusus is a goat who you, ahem, modified "wit only da best and most advanced tekknologies dat any could offa'!" Mostly, his jaw was replaced with a large and spiked, menacing set that you find is "utmost ado'able", with legs that let him scale any surface. Except water. But give you time, and you're sure to crack that. All you need to do is believe hard enough.

You used to FLARP with friends, until your habits started up, and things went downright nasty. They said there was too much ammunition, but you said to hell with that and showed them just how wrong they were! They went "on vacation" according to your lusus, and damned seven hells, you fukken miss 'em. You feel especially bad that you missed the invitation to whatever resort they went to, and regret not going with them for the 6 sweeps they were gone. Oh well. You get by with your trusty rifleKind, which has way too much firepower to not be a safety hazard for any and everyone; even yourself. You still love it with all your heart though. You tend to clean and spitshine it every day so it never loses its form or condition. Fukken beautiful, innit?

Your trolltag is machismoMechanical, and you //can't fukken wait t' tell th' boyz about yer newest an' greatest work yet!//

TL;DR coming soon.

**momatoes** · 12-05-2011, 11:22 AM

That's it for this week's trolls, folks! To recap, here are the....

Nov.28 - Dec.4 trolls!

Be the food addict freak, ARMAYE PHOLIA.
Be the genius literary analyzer, XEMMEX LARKER.
Be the troll obsessed with rebirth, MAHVEE RILIND.
Be the drunk rebel finface, OPALLA SAPHRO.
Be the unfazable coolkid blueblood, FRACCT TEMPRO.
Be the firm believer in broship, ARNOLI TONIAN.
Be the height-challeneged forgetful assassin, REPETO CONSTA.
Be the depressed battlefield medic, FELIXUS MORBIOSE.
Be the skilled bookworm assassin, VYRUCS TELASH.
Be the puppetmaker with a mysterious past, MARION ENTHEO.
Be the agile sugar addict, SELENA GLESCO.
Be the childlike perky seadweller, ECHONI MACCHA.
Be the lowblood with dreams of greatness, SKAGIR RENBAL.
Be the mutant with glowy blood, FYREIL PIDRIM.
Be the redblood with multiple personalities, ARCHAI/DOPPEL.
Be the charming asshole hotstuff, NEFREN XERXES.
Be the history buff with height issues, VANEAS HERTATCH.
Be the brownblood dedicated to balance, YARREX FISSAA.
Be the lord of all things on land, FARKAN HEWHAY.
Be the suave-haired metal lover, ORKZIM CHLAMY.

Roll up the statistics, boss!

There are 20 new trollslum profiles this week.
Dragongirl30894 has been very productive with 4 trolls.
The average hue is, apparently, a Tropical Rain Forest teal.

There's also a bunch of new forumites! Say hi to fallenObstraction, Oddball XP, and Nostalgia Ripoff. Please wipe your feet on the doormat with the floral pattern.

And that's it for this week's dispatch.

**NenakasFontin** · 12-05-2011, 04:43 PM

>Be the sleep-deprived blogger one

Your name is NENAKAS FONTIN. You are a SOMEWHAT RELEVANT BLOGGER who does almost everything IRONICALLY, as well as a troll fond of GRAPHIC TEE SHIRTS. You enjoy making your own online, BUT YOU ARE TERRIBLE AT IT.

You live in an ironic minimalist apartment hive with your awesome lusus, which happens to be a SPECTACLED KOALA. You generally act CYNICAL in life, acting like you're okay being alone but really you are dependent on the LOVE OF OTHER TROLLS. You don't have many friends, so your only happiness comes from SEEING HOW MANY PEOPLE LOVE YOUR BLOG. Although a rather SHY and STANDOFFISH troll at first, you are really quite the HUMOROUS and PLEASANT individual once others get to know you and appreciate your SARCASTIC and IRONIC humor.

Your SNARKY ATTITUDE have hindered your ability to get a job, making it hard to fuel your excessive internet use. It also has not helped your SOCIAL LIFE either. You are terrible at personalizing your own shirts, but you tell others that the image is IRONICALLY LOW QUALITY as to avoid embarrassment.

Your trolltag is koalaSans, your strife specibus is WhipKind, and -you love to put dashes at the beginning and end of statements, as to enunciate them-

Name: Nenakas Fontin
Trolltag: koalaSans
Blood color: mint green

**musecalCaprica** · 12-05-2011, 05:26 PM

(Re-write of strengthenedEngineer, I'm sure you know the rest.)

>Be the engineer

Your name is ABSENS SONITUS.

You are 7.5 SWEEPS OLD and you are quite strong.

You are a man of very few INTERESTS which include ROBOTIC ENGINEERING and PROGRAMING. You have very RARELY mixed those two and the result was always DISASTROUS. You prefer to craft PROSTHETIC LIMBS which seem to be a very VALUABLE and much NEEDED commodity on Alternia. This occupation provides you with JUST ENOUGH to make a living which is just how you like it. You are also a NOVICE programmer and a HORRIBLE novice at that. Although you do not make much extra money you have a penchant for MOVIES involving ESPIONAGE which you picked up from your MORAIL and movies starring a certain SEADWELLER and will pick those up on the rare chance that you can.

Being a YELLOW BLOOD you live in fairly POOR CONDITIONS meaning your hive is not a large lavish home it is quite SMALL although you think it has just enough room. You live with your BEAR LUSUS which can be quite a handful to deal with sometimes. It often gets UPSET with the various forms of robotics EVERYWHERE however it is still the very PROTECTIVE papa bear type.

Because your lusus is so protective of you, you have been raised to RESPECT the HEMOSPECTRUM. You prefer it to being a revolutionary because this way of living has been in effect for many generations and any attempts have obviously failed. You also live by the philosophy that you only need just enough as survival on Alternia is hard enough. Though you understand the difficulty of surviving on Alternia you are NOT VICIOUS and never the aggressor although you are more than ready to FIGHT BACK as you have with deals that have gone sour. You have been quite LUCKY in that regard with your psychic ability giving you ENHANCED STRENGTH.

You are no romantic in any regard although you do have a morail and a MATESPRIT. When it comes to romance you just WAIT AND SEE if love comes to you although this begins to DISAPPEAR when the time for collection NEARS. In fact it usually ends with you finding a KISMESIS you've only know for a DAY.

You use the WEIGHT modus which stacks your items by weight and only allows you to access the top THREE cards. As for your battles you choose WOODENCLUBKIND simply beating foes with all manner of blunt wooden weapons.

Your trolltag is strengthenedEngineer and you have a little tlouble saying a celtain lettel.

**Wycca** · 12-05-2011, 09:09 PM

> Be the annoying sculptor

Hey I resent that!

> Fine be the seadwelling artist.

Not perfect but better.

Your name is Xellha Tibuno and you are 6 and a half sweep old seadweller.

Since the moment you were hatched you have been unable to hear. Well most things anyway. You can hear very high and low sounds to an extent while under the water, but once out of the water you lose this as well so you rarely venture above the surface. This had given you more than your fair share of challenges growing up. For one thing you are unable to hear if someone's sneaking up on you unless they're in your field of vision. While in the sea your lusus is able to help by being your ears and watching your back for anything that would cause you harm. The two of you are always seen together until you have to go on land where she will patiently wait near the shore for your return so she can escort you back to your hive.
Communication is another problem all together. Over trollian its not an issue as you can read everything but in person you can either hope that your conversation partner knows troll sign language or make sure they keep looking at you so you can read there lips. This is a skill that took a long time a plenty of hours in front of the TV learning to match the movements of the actors mouth to the words.
Also since you have never heard any voices you have never learned to speak. You can laugh and other things but you just can't form coherant words or atleast that's what the few trolls that have heard you try have said about it. If you find yourself in a conversation with someone that doesn't know sign language you end up writting your replies out on a white board you keep on you at all times.
But enough about that. You're hive is in a corral reef. Or atleast that's what it looks like from the entrance. A corral cave marks the entrance tunnel and once through it and through the door at the end your guests find themselves in a hive build into the side of a undersea mountain. It's preety well camofladged except for the windows which tend to stand out when you turn on a light.
You share you hive with your lusus a bonnethead shark you call Bonnie. Not very creative you know but you liked the name. She's always looking out for you and the two of you have developed your own little language to talk to eachother. She's fun to swim and hunt with even if she still goes a little overboard in the protectiveness department, and it's near impossible to get sneak anything pass her as she can see anything behind her as well as she can see what's in front of her.
Like most trolls you have a few interests. On of your biggest ones is sculpting. Particularly out of the corrals around you hive. There just so colorful and seem to be even more so after you take your knives to them to reviel what's under the surface. You also paint but your not as good at it as you are sculpting but it's fun. Then there's your role playing. Again your not incredibly good at it but hey its a good way to pass the time and at times can be really funny.
Your fetch modus is set to sign, to retrieve and item you have to sign out the name or a phrase related to the item. It was something you used to practice when you were younger and haven't gotten around to changing it, and your strife deck is sling kind. It's not much but its good to hit fish and other prey items unconsious with.

Your trolltag is seaboundSculptor and you don't normally use quirks as they are annoying to write out.

**joaniedark** · 12-06-2011, 10:36 AM

> Be the bard

Your name is CAMZOT MACTUS.

You are a conniseur of PASSIONATE BALLADS singing of GLORIOUS TALES OF YORE. You have quite the collection of SHEET MUSIC dedicated to telling the stories of the COURAGEOUS TRIUMPHS of brave noblemen and royalty, but your favourites are of their COURAGEOUS DEATHS.

You are a fan of PIN UP PHOTOGRAPHY, and in your free time when you are not studying your ballads, you enjoy POSING FOR ADORABLE IMAGES. You wish you could find more people to pose for you, but you tend to MAKE DO BY YOURSELF. You’ll always have hope, though.

You have gained many odd habits from your batty lusus, not in the least HANGING FROM RAFTERS, which often leads to INJURY AND EMBARASSMENT. Her diet has also led you to enjoy EATING GRUB-BASED DELICACIES, which is MILDLY DISTURBING.

Your trolltag is nocturnalSerenade and yooou speeeak with an exciiited siiing~sooong~!

**Emochick** · 12-06-2011, 04:45 PM

Your name is Kayame Helena and your 6 sweeps old.

You have always have been shy around other trolls,but when you get to know them your really fun and sometimes rude to be around.You don't have many hobbies,but you like to sing.
You live with you lusus,a saber tooth tiger who actes like a cub,in a cave in a very icy place.Your lusus is very protective of you,but being in one of her playful modes she might give some small scraches.Being rude sometimes gets you into trouble.Like how you cuse.
your battles are fought with swordkind.With your tune modus you have to sind high or low notes to get something out.

your trolltag is mysticalSaber and you can't go without capitalizing your ''B's'' and ''D's''.

**llamamiah** · 12-07-2011, 04:27 PM

>Be the adventurer.

Your name is KOCHEN ERKUND.

You are a PROUD EXPLORER, adventuring EVERYWHERE YOU CAN REACH on the TROPICAL ISLAND YOU CALL HOME. The GIGANTIC SKULL-SHAPED ROCK that you live in is QUITE SPACIOUS, and the UNDERGROUND TUNNELS that are DUG BY THE ANIMALS are GREAT FOR EXPLORING!

You enjoy watching ANY AND ALL MOVIES, especially those involving HORRIBLE MONSTERS such as RAINBOW DRINKERS, FERAL SWAMPDWELLERES, MOONLIT LUPINOIDS, and the dreaded SCIENTIFIC CORPSMALGAMATION! They get you so EXCITED that you actually COLLECT FIGURINES OF THE MONSTERS, and have several BLOCS OF YOUR HIVE devotad to DISPLAYING THEIR POSTERS.

You enjoy LISTENING TO, and MAKING YOUR OWN ALTERNIAN SLAM POETRY. You like to read COMIC BOOKS, and are a BIG FAN of the Alternian Television Show known as EXPLORATION TIME. You frequently watch VIDEOS on YOUVISION, but lack the materials to MAKE YOUR OWN. You also have a SLIGHT OBSESSION with BONES and WEAPONS. But that's not weird at all!

Your LUSUS is a GIGANTIC SKELETAL CYCLOPS that you refer to as SKILLCLOPS. He's a COMPLETE IDIOT that is ALWAYS FLIPPING OUT, unless you KNOCK HIM UNCONSCIOUS. He has a WEIRD OBSESSION with the COLOR BLUE, and collects CAVALREAPER-RELATED ITEMS.

Your FETCH MODUS is the RPG PUZZLE MODUS, made in the MODUS CONTROL DECK. It functions the same as the PUZZLE MODUS, but whenever you CAPTCHALOGUE something, it is TURNED INTO A MONSTER, which you must DEFEAT to be able to USE. All MONSTERS are GRADED on FOUR STATS, ATTACK, DEFENSE, SPEED, and LIFE. Whenever you KILL A MONSTER, it drops these WEIRD THINGS THAT LOOK LIKE GUSHERS.

You have an ENTIRE STRIFE PORTFOLIO with SIXTEEN SPECIBI IN IT. However, only ELEVEN OF THEM have been ALLOCATED. You possess KNIFEKIND, which holds a COLLECTION OF COOKING and HUNTING KNIVES; PISTOLKIND, which holds various, well, PISTOLS; AXEKIND, which holds a TOMAHAWK and an OLD WOODCUTTING AXE; 1X3SHOTGUNKIND, which holds your AWESOME TRIPLE-BARRELED SHOTGUN, 1X(2X2)DENTKIND, which holds a BOX-PRONGED CLIMBING FORK; 1/2BOWKIND, which features a BROKEN LONGBOW that you CLUB THINGS WITH; KHOPESHKIND, which holds an IRON SICKLE-SWORD; THRWNSTRKIND; which holds your EXTENSIVE COLLECTION OF SHURIKEN; 2X2BLADEKIND, which features a DOUBLE-ENDED MACHETE; SAWKIND, which features your favorite CARPENTER'S SAW and BUZZSAW BLADES; and LANCEKIND, which allows you to use a GREEN DAGGERLANCE.

On TROLLIAN, you go by bonesExplorer, (0...0) and you always display your fine skull collectioN. you also speak with capitalization that some might consider to be backwardS. but you dont carE.

If you were to ever play a GAME that DESTROYS THE WORLD but makes a new UNIVERSE, then you would become the SCOUT OF SPACE in the LAND OF EROSION AND FROGS.

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**Kazehane-Rhapsody** · 12-07-2011, 08:40 PM

>Be the dancer.
...oh comE on. you know thAt thAt's not my rEAl job.
> Be the dancer who's actually an assassin.
thAt's bEttEr.

You are now V'kyrie Quasal (Pronounced Vuh-KAI-Ree, get it right gogdammit!) and you are a 7-sweep-old tealblood that lives in a treehive. Yes, you heard right, up a tree. You don't really mind it that much actually; you always liked heights, and you needed a hive with a detachable roof up in the sky anyway, or else your lusus wouldn't get any exercise. Speaking of which, your lusus is a quetzalcoatl, and you happen to think that this is also cool. She's a really great lusus, and really useful when you need to go somewhere (Air travel is the best mode of transportation. Ever.), but she
WON'T
SHUT
UP. Especially when she gets worked up about your jade-blood moirail. She's waiting for you two to stop "acting" like moirails and switch to the red quadrant, as she says it (You are seriously not hoping she is starting to ship the both of you as matesprits. Ew.)
The only power you have is a weird kind of mind control. You use sound waves to penetrate the victim's region of the brain that controls movement, and get them to do what you want them to do. You are extremely careful to have your special earphones with you, since they act as literal speakers of the sound waves, and help you focus the waves on your victims. If you didn't have them, your powers wouldn't work at all. That would be disastrous, since your tree is one of those trees that like beaches, and if you end up running into a belligerent seadweller... Well, you wouldn't want to know, and that hasn't happened, so all you have to do is be careful.
Like any young troll, you have interests. One of these is dancing, but it's not one of those slutty ones on a pole, you don't want to know anyway, but elegant dances, involving the long, flared out sleeves much like the ones you wear normally. The sleeves are useful in hiding daggers, knives, smoke bombs, and anything else you need for an assassination. After all, you DO need to follow in the footsteps of your ancestor, the Deceiver.
She was one of the revolutionaries, rare for a troll so high on the hemospectrum, and disguised herself as a yellow-blooded dancer that came to the highbloods' courts to dance "for entertainment." Until she starts throwing daggers at them, and they find that the blood color that is in her veins is teal, not yellow. Although her name makes her seem like an enemy, you respect her for her bravery, and therefore do not care for the hemospectrum. It's not like TOO many genocidal jerks are after your blood.
Your modus is your music modus, where you need to guess the key signature of the scale on the back of the card. It was very frustrating at first, but with your lusus's help, you can do it almost instantaneously now. In respect of The Deceiver you use ThrowingKnifeKind for both a long and short reach (throw for long distance, use as a dagger in close combat)

Your troll tag issurrealArpeggio and you fEEl thE nEEd to cApitAize spECiFic lEttErs

IN OTHER WORDS

**AnatidaeCollector** · 12-07-2011, 09:04 PM

Be the crazy bitey chick.

Your name is VODOPA RAHAVI. You just turned 8 solar sweeps, and are currently DROWNING YOUR NEGATIVE FEELINGS IN BLUE COTTON CANDY. Notably, you lament your failure as a SEER. While you have been granted the ability to SEE INTO THE FUTURE, you tend to fall into trance-like visions at INCONVENIENT TIMES, such as in the middle of a FLARP battle, where some absolute L0o0o0o0oSAHAHAHAHA cut off your hand. But it's all cool, since you will have your OMGOMGOMG!REVENGEeEeEeEe. Your visions also tend to be annoyingly SYMBOLIC, having you make inaccurate inferences about events to come, often times dooming yourself and your peers in INCONVENIENT SITUATIONS and making you look like an all-in-all SLIMEHEAD. You just tell yourself that your predictions haven't come true... yet. You'll show them...EVENTUALLYyYyYyYyY!

You are passionate about collecting RUBBERY STATUES OF YOUR LUSUS. Being a HIGHBLOOD, your Lusus is a sea-dweller. In fact, your Lusus is your beloved GREAT SEAGOOSE. Aside from it awaking you with its SUPERSONIC SQUEAKING at INCONVENIENT TIMES, your relationship with your Lusus is generally good, and you sometimes go for GOOSEYBACK RIDES on the ALTERNIAN SEAS. You show your appreciation by collecting these small, technicolor artifacts and displaying them all over your NESTLIKE hive, which appears small, but is actually incredibly cavernous as it goes DEEP UNDERGROUND.

Your EGGPLANT PURPLE blood puts you pretty high up on the Hemospectrum, a fact that you oftentimes flaunt, and you oftentimes call your friends the "PLEBEIAN MASSESsSsSsSsS". You enjoy stirring up tension between the classes, just because you can. You actually consider yourself a DEMI-SEADWELLER, because in your partially-underground hive has an UNDERGROUND LAKE in it. You sometimes set up your SHRINE OF GREAT SEAGOOSE MODELS in this small lake, and race the silicone statues up and down the water for hours on end! Then, the statue that comes in last place must be punished! So you proceed to eat it... or at least you attempt to, but generally tend to just chew on it and throw it out of a FENESTRATED WALL out of PURE UNADULTURATED RAGE.

Speaking of rage, you are prone to fits of it fairly often. You usually let loose a little by GNAWING ON FURNITURE, OBJECTS, and occasionally OTHER TROLLS. You are not, however, a creepy rainbow drinker, and due to your friends' requests, you now tend to only LICK THEIR FACES instead. You also will lick anything bright blue in sight. No exceptions. You just like to chew on things to RELEASE THE FURYyYyYyYy. In fact, you even made a FETCH MODUS you can chew on! You also consider yourself a MASTER SWORDSWOMAN, and despite your tendency to fall into trances mid-battle, you continue FLARPing, and PWN THEM N0o0o0o0oBS with your mighty MAGENTAMACE. It's a terrifying shade of COTTON CANDY PINK, full of sparkles. It's an atrocity, and you can hardly bear to hold it yourself, but since you're S0o0o0o0o0o BRAVE OMGOMGOMG, you manage to use its candy-bright color to your advantage. Right now your only goal in life is to PWN EVERYONE YOU SEE OMGOMGOMG. And you will SUCCEeEeEeEeD! Your FLARP buddies all tend to either find you hilarious, or they want to stab you through your thinkpan repeatedly. When other trolls bring up that your predictions tend to be wrong, you pretend to SEE THEIR IMPENDING DOOM, and in order to finally convince them that you are a proper seer, you go and make those prophecies come true yourself! Although, you tend to get talked out of it last-minute, and then begin to chew on furniture again out of ANGRY REGRET. You know that a lot of your friends don't take you all that seriously, and they oftentimes can appease you with SHINY NEW DUCKIES. You also like to set up INCREDIBLY DANGEROUS TREASURE HUNTS for your friends using some of your wealth. After all, you have more than you know what to do with, so what else would you do?

Your trolltag is [COLOR="rgb(75, 0, 130)"]AnatidaeCollector[/COLOR] and your tend to sound [COLOR="rgb(75, 0, 130)"][COLOR="rgb(75, 0, 130)"]OMGOMGOMG S0o0o0o0o ENTHISIASTIC and tend to LAUGHhHhHhA IN THE MIDDLE OF YOUR W0o0o0oRDS.[/COLOR][/color]You tend to barbarically holler everything you say... [COLOR="rgb(75, 0, 130)"]BECAUSE YOU CAaAaAaAaAN![/COLOR]

**Kattily** · 12-08-2011, 12:12 AM

>Be the subjugglator who bakes trolls into cupcakes

honk SHH HONK
HONK don't GO tellING my SEcret INgredIent honk
honk BEsides IT'S just BLOOD not WHOLE trolls HONK

>Be the massive, obsessive subjugglator.

HONK sounds LIKE me honk

Your name is MIRZAM PISTOS.

You sit close to the top of the hemospectrum with your INDIGO BLOOD, and as such exercise your right to CONTROL the lowblood population as a SUBJUGGLATOR. You are very much a HEMOLOYALIST, and happily follow orders given to you by higher bloods. Likewise, you also enjoy ORDERING lowbloods around.

You like to look INTIMIDATING, which is fairly easy due to your MASSIVE HEIGHT and MUSCLES. You were hatched with a slight mutation that caused you to GROW EXTREMELY QUICKLY when you were a wriggler, but you're mostly finished growing. However, you do still gain muscle mass more easily than normal trolls. You are often accused of having taken STEROIDS, which you have never touched. You never needed to. You often LIFT WEIGHTS so that you can become STRONGER, wear certain clothing specifically to show off your MUSCLES, and never miss a chance to DISPLAY YOUR STRENGTH.

You struggle CONTROLLING YOUR EMOTIONS, particularly your ANGER. You are very possessive and tend to OBSESS over things that you like. Often, you break things and accidentally hurt the trolls around you during your ANGRY OUTBURTS. You are highly UNINTELLIGENT and somewhat EASILY CONFUSED, and will sometimes even have difficulty telling trolls with similar traits apart. When angered, you have even more difficulty with this, sometimes leading you to attack the wrong troll.

In your spare time, you think of ways to TORTURE INSOLENT LOWBLOOD SCUM. You are happiest when causing another troll pain, and trolls who know you often refer to you as SADISTIC. You also enjoy BAKING CUPCAKES flavored with the blood of your victims. You don't tell anyone about your SECRET INGREDIENT, and others agree almost unanimously that they are absolutely fantastic cupcakes. You also collect PLUSH BEARS and display them in your hive.

Your HIVE is a very large mansion-style hive. Your favorite rooms in it are the KITCHEN and the many underground TORTURE CHAMBERS. Your GIANT AKITA DOG lusus lives there as well, and DOGPA spends most of his time running around your expansive property. He's a good lusus. You usually feed him the bodies of your victims once you have drained their blood.

You don't have any QUADRANTS filled yet, but you do have a flushcrush on your best friend, URISID. And by flushcrush, you mean OBSESSION. You don't think much about anything else, lately, and find yourself so jealous that you become ENRAGED whenever another troll looks at him for too long. You also follow him around everywhere, which you insist is NOT CREEPY AT ALL. You often find yourself feeling conflicted because of his YELLOW BLOOD, but try to forget that he is such a low caste. This is very DIFFICULT for you. You also have a MISTRESS, a seadweller by the name of ROTANA, who treats you like a matesprit, moirail, and bodyguard depending on her mood.

Your trolltag is confectionaryChauvinist and you honk SPEAK like YOU can't DECide WHAT mood YOU'RE in HONK

TL;DR

**aimlessMastermind** · 12-08-2011, 02:42 AM

>Be the ad troll.

Aren't we all advertising a lot of things, even if we aren't getting paid for it?

>No. Now, be the ad troll that pontificates overly much.

If you say so. You are now CERATA ESMAFF. You are six sweeps old and very unfocused. Overusing your INSTANT REPLAY VISION has led to you being lost in your own memories, most of the time. You generally seem very DISTRACTED, but you do focus on individuals, if they are something UNIQUE. You are suffering from a severe lack of new ideas. Your purchase of an EDUCATIONAL FETCH MODUS, years ago, has caused you to overuse your powers and make almost everything bore you to tears.

It requires you to memorize various facts. You just made a lazy purchase of this, one night, but you are now rather ADDICTED to information gathering. You are very intelligent and able to talk on most subjects. Besides having read a lot of self-help books, you can also just replay any scene in your head to analyze any emotional tics in your fellow trolls, to figure out how to steer the conversation your way. If required, you will use your power to force someone to RELIVE one of your memories, while you abscond. Sometimes, they are weirded out by the feeling of living in someone else's body. Other times, they are just met with the intense feeling of DEJA VU that you are always flooded with.

Although you are always reading or hacking into something, you aren't really interested in anything that can be so easily nailed down. One meeting with a subjuggulator got you quite interested in the UNKNOWN. You are fascinated by their religion but probably not the best follower of the thing. Being a large fan of that which cannont be explained, you DESPISE SPOILERS. About anything. You know that you will probably just find everything out, anyway, but if someone spoils it before you can get to it, you will have to beat them with your sign.

You are a bit of a late bloomer and are zero brands of interested in QUADRANTS, at the moment. All of the mystery has been taken out of it, for you, anyway. As for your views on the HEMOSPECTRUM, you will easily admit to not liking your place on it and wishing that things were better, but you are realistic about it not changing anytime soon. You just keep your nose down.

Ah, yes, the sign. You make your living via displaying various ADVERTISEMENTS and making yourself visible, in your city. You will spout a little tagline, if someone expresses interest in any of the ads, but you don't really care about any of them. Your sign also doubles as one of your stife specibi, which are sign/parryingshieldkind and bookmark/shurikenkind.

Your lusus is a flightless wingbeast, the kind that most trolls think is extinct. DODOMA is pretty dumb and easy to handle, so you keep her locked up at your hive, with all of the curtains drawn. You aren't ashamed of her or anything. You just want to keep her safe. As a guardian, she has not been very useful. Actually, keeping her safe has been really annoying, but you love her, anyway, which is just another mystery that you don't want solved.

Your trolltag is tenaciousTaglines, and you type in a manner that betrays your questioning nature? And it reminds you to go back and look past conversations up?* Your author really hates dealing with quirks, apparently, but at least his are easy to read.

Name: Cerata Esmaff
Age: Six sweeps
Gender: Female
Blood: Brown
Lusus: Dodoma
Symbol: Cursive x
Strife Specibus: sign/parryingshieldkind, bookmark/shurikenkind
Fetch Modus: Cram Session
Land: T. B. A.
Title: Nope, not yet.
Other stuff: Don't care, at the moment.

**Blank** · 12-08-2011, 11:29 AM

>Be the medieval themed backpacker looking to find himself
----Methinks thou belittles and mocks my calling

>Be the Knight Errant
----Splendid! To adventure!

Additional Art:

Your name is CALHAD CELLOT and you are an eight sweep old blueblood.

You left your hive TWO SWEEPS ago with your lusus Umbra, a pseudo-hoofless-horse that is your loyal STEED and COMPANION. You left in search of ADVENTURE and a burning desire to prove yourself worthy to the HEROES IN THE SKY. Inspired by CHIVALRIC ROMANCE NOVELS you seek to slay GREAT BEASTs, rescue damsels and dons in DISTRESS, and challenging members of the hated sea-dwelling aristocracy to tests of skill.

Of those skills, you are particularly adept at wielding your LANCEKIND especially on horse back, have a baritone singing voice, and are decent but predictable at chess. You feel you would be a splendid leader of a small party, leading by example at the front. You sometimes leap to strange and sometimes unexpected conclusions, which may be right or wrong depending on the genre. You can also be very gullible especially when the trick is framed in the context of your chivalric fantasies.

Traveling alternia is a dangerous endeavour in itself with FIERCESOME BEAST by night and HEINOUS UNDEAD by day. You know how to set up safe camp and sleep in your portable recoupracoon and tent. You prefer though to seek the HOSPITALITY of other nobles for shelter from the sun. You enlist their aid by preforming tasks or simply by being charming.

You call lowbloods PEASANTS and KNAVES but you don't really mean any ill will, you simply don't emphasis with their problems. Yes, you are aware your chivalry shtick can be ridiculous, even FARCICAL at times especially when compared to members of real knightly orders (you don't intend to join any anytime soon). You don't enjoy people mocking it, or the way you speak. You haven't even found your ULTIMATE QUEST yet, but you have hope that it is the JOURNEY that will be important.

Your trolltag is gallantHidalgo and ----ye charge into banter with your lance, and ye pepper yon speech with phrases of archaic lore =:L

tl;dr

>Be the Fiduspawn Criminal

|=E Héy pkid, did you just mapké éyé contact with mé? |=E Hand ovér your crittérs and shiniés

Your name is CORVIN CHATAU and you are eight sweeps old.

You live in a hivestem apartment on the bad side of town. Taking care of your raven-like lusus is hassle because he's probably smarter than you and doesn't make it easy. An intelligent lusus demands more than just food: she demands SHINY things, and ENTERTAINMENT (and this feathery asshole happens to like slapstick). It might be just his way of raising you though; demand for SHINIES is why you turned to a life of crime.

You are also an avid Fiduspawn player. You still TRAIN various animals of Alternia despite being slightly too old for the related CARD GAMES. You don't bother capturing wild animals yourself of course, instead you STEAL them from weaker players, along with any shinies for your lusus. Having a small city hive, your fiduspawn tend to be SMALL URBAN creatures. Your critters are actually some of your best friends, the only ones you have ever known. You use your RESPAWNER MODUS to give your critters items and return them to OOGONIBOMB form so you can summon them from a hostplush all over again!

You used to beat up other trolls for their stuff. Actually, you're not entirely sure if that's actually a crime at all. Now you've moved into organised actual crime but you're merely an accessory to the serious stuff. Dumb muscle. This doesn't stop you from pointing out simpler options in plans. Simpler for you usually means smashing something.

Your trolltag is krenelatedLackey and |=E You talpk liké a you méan serious businéss

**Marshmellow** · 12-08-2011, 05:48 PM

>Shit son be yo fly self show yo homies what chu got yo
uhhhhh wwhat?
>SHIT SON BE YO FLY SELF
oh ggeez

Let me introduce you foo's to the most fly mothafucka this side of the Alternian Bronx, Pimpmaster Bitchslap AY KAY AY AUREUS CELLUL. My homey so fly yo eyeballs gon pop right out yo face if you stare too long. You gon go blind! This pimp done sparkle like a mofo, I'm not even makin' shit up he got some psychic bull goin' on that lights him up like a mothafuckin' twelfth perigee's eve behemoth leaving 'cus he fly like that.

But what does such a fly mothafuckin' pimp like Pimpmaster Bitchslap do in his free time? In between slappin' hoes and general ass ballin' this mofo keeps his self to his self but that don't mean he ain't the pimpest baller around even off the clock. No, Pimpmaster Bitchslap a classy mothafucker, he like to READ and shit, he got a library like out to HERE and fuck if I know what half them titles are son. Shit yo he can cook too and that's fuckin' ballin'.

Sometimes though, sometimes Pimpmaster Bitchslap got to live up to his name and slap some bitches. He don't like when peeps be gettin' all up in his grill but like I said Pimpmaster Bitchslap a classy mothafucker, he don't want no violence with his homies. He don't need no violence 'cus this sparklepimp he just go with the flow and you know errythin' always gon be awwwwwwright.

Also this badass he got laser eyebeams. Or maybe that was Supertroll. I forget. Shit's not important. What is important, is this pimpass sparkleballer right here, and maybe you'd like to holla but this is one important mothafucker so you ain't gonna get shit from him on Trollian, but he be disingenuousIntrovert and he tthinks tthere mmay hhave bbeen a mmixup wwith tthe nnarrator... uhhhh, jjust ignore tthe sstutter...

**The Next Decade** · 12-09-2011, 07:05 AM

You're RYUNUI TERANU. You are a male troll currently 6,5 solar sweeps old, but when you're talking to someone not face to face, they can think that you're at least 8 solar sweeps old. You have LOW DARK RED BLOOD, but you don't care about it.

Your trolltag is acceleratedSupernova and your typing quirk Igniiii... looks like this. Changing the word "break" to "B.R.E.A.K" ...iiiiition! But when you’re talking in real world, you don’t use any of that.

Your power grants you an ability to make people think that you can move at very high speed, and it actually MAKES you move at high speed, so you still need to cool down your body and be accurate. You lost your legs when you first used your power. It somehow teared them off, and when you awake – you found yourself in your friend’s hive with mechanical legs.

Also, you got strange goggles, that works how computer, and interface with map of the Alternia, GPS and path markers, so you can't get lost anywhere on Alternia. Somehow, goggles have unlimited memory space, so you can install everything you want. They also defend your eyes from dust and everything else not sharp enough to break armored glass.

Your weapons are your own leg wheels. Because your legs are mechanical, they already have enough power to break the stone wall in one hit. They also have neon lights on wheels to make your fight stylish. They leave light trails in the air that stay for at least 1 second. You can change the color of lights, but you prefer red one.

Your symbol looks like "A" stylized as Speedometer. Your horns look very smooth.

You don't like fighting, but if someone force you to do it, you will do your best. You can't grant that your opponent stay alive after fights. Within fights, you don't like to hide any of your special details. If someone asks you about your blood, or your powers, you tell him all details about it.

((If it isn't hard, can somebody redirect the acceleratedSupernova link in 4rd post to this?))

**Moon Redeemer** · 12-09-2011, 02:19 PM

> Be the opinionated rock 'n' roll nerd.
e-Excuse me, brro, but I think calling me a rrock 'n' rroll nerrd is a bit crrue~LZZTT*~#
> Be the greenblooded DJ.
t-That's morre like i~TZZTT*~#

Your name is SOSHIN STARKE, you are 7.5 SWEEPS, and you are a GREENBLOOD.

Because of your blood hue, you've contracted an odd ABILITY - you are able to see everything on the ELECTROMAGNETIC SPECTRUM, from RADIO WAVES to GAMMA WAVES. You suppose this power would probably be cool if you could actually find a way to use it for something constructive, but unfortunately you're just assaulted by a COLOURFUL CLUSTERFUCK every time you walk out the door. Thankfully, one of your FAITHFUL LISTENERS commissioned a pair of SWEET SHADES for you, which tone everything down somewhat.

Regarding the FAITHFUL LISTENERS, you operate a PIRATE RADIO STATION out of your HIVE'S BASEMENT as a profession. You receive moderately good coverage due to your HIVE being in the middle of a FIELD, but having a huge RADIO ANTENNA sticking out the top of it isn’t so fun during the frequent THUNDERSTORMS that occur there. But otherwise, you’re dropping the SWEET TUNES over the airwaves like the REBEL you are.

There are several reasons you chose to start up the station. You suppose the THUNDERSTORMS could be one reason, because you’re absolutely TERRIFIED of them ever since you accidentally locked yourself outside during one while you were CYCLING. It seems ridiculous considering they’re fairly common around your area, but you just can’t help it – you hear LIGHTNING, and your usual COOL and fairly STOIC demeanor just slips right off and you become a sniveling wreck. You gained a love of MUSIC because you used to use it to try and BLOCK OUT the noise, and thankfully, it worked, and you’re INDEBTED to the art form. You feel like everyone else should be able to understand the HAPPINESS that you feel when you hear MUSIC, and you’re getting there – you currently have TWELVE FAITHFUL LISTENERS!

But also, as was previously mentioned, you’re a REBEL. You get irritated by a lot of things, particularly your EYESIGHT and STORMS, of course, but also GAMES & COMICS that turn out to SUCK, all of the CHORES your LUSUS makes you do, and TOPIARIES. Seriously, all your LUSUS does while she’s making you SWEEP FLOORS and DUST SHELVES is TRIM HEDGES to make ridiculous shapes. You honestly have no idea what the fascination is, it’s like she’s constantly expecting VISITORS or something. Because of how much your LUSUS annoys you, you’ve just flipped Alternia the bird and decided to spend your life being the VOICE OF A GENERATION, because you naturally assume everyone FEELS THE SAME AS YOU DO.

Because it’s not Alternia that you’re interested in – you’re interested in what’s OUT THERE. Due to your ability, you haven’t been able to see STARS, but now that you have your SWEET SHADES, you can see them fine, and you’re so FASCINATED by them that you’ve become a stargazer. You own a TELESCOPE and everything. One of your other hobbies is, as was previously mentioned, CYCLING, which used to be your old outlet for your frustrations before you found radio. You just found the WIND running through your hair somehow LIBERATING, and now you can’t sleep unless you’ve been for a cycle. Also, you’re a COMPOSER, which you found appropriate since quality music is fairly sparse around these parts, though you do have a large collection of RECORDS. Oh yeah, and PLANTLIFE. You primarily eat plants from the forest around you, but you also collect FLOWERS because they look nice when you can see ULTRAVIOLET. No one must ever know.

As a REBEL, you generally act you care fairly little about what other trolls think, no matter how INTERESTING they happen to be. You are somewhat of a STOIC, keeping COOL & CALM at all times (unless you hear loud noises) but you can still hold a conversation with someone, even though you tend to prioritize your OPINIONS over others, which can be annoying. Though, if someone shares a view with you, you’ll be significantly more intrigued by what they have to say, but usually, you just DON’T GIVE A SHIT. You can usually get along with anyone, regardless of BLOOD CASTE, because you don’t really care for the hemospectrum – just as long as you can get them to listen to your STATION, they’re fair game to you. Although, deep down, all of this CHILL behavior is just to mask the fact that you’re a PUSSY who’s afraid of clouds and getting into fights. Again, no one must ever know.

Your FETCH MODUS is FREQUENCY SCAN. Using whatever you can, you have to make sound that matches the wave frequency assigned to the card that you want. If you’re without an INSTRUMENT, this can leave you standing there BABBLING like an idiot for a while, but any other modus would flummox you. As for your STRIFE SPECIBUS… you use SHURIKEN. Because you’re a stargazer, obviously. Though, you don’t object to smacking someone upside the face with your BASS if the situation calls for it, but SHURIKEN are easier to wield in a pinch.

Your trolltag is galacticHeadbanger, and you s-Sorrt of starrt out fine, but you just tune out towarrds the en~DZZTT*~#

Wow, that's the longest profile I've done so far... so, tl;dr

**technoAnomaly** · 12-09-2011, 06:35 PM

>Be the overly courageous hunter
"/Yeah/,/that/'/s/me/./"

Your name is Fortis Bellum and you live in the deep sea, as any sensible seadweller does. One of your passions is for hunting, the chase, the hiding, the killing, all of it gives you a rush! But really anything that fills in your lust for discovering things works. You are very curious about the world, and tend to indulge in that curiosity a lot of the time. But hunting is just the easiest way. You do control yourself however, and conduct a tactical retreat when you know the battle is stacked way against you.

Another part is your massive sense of curiosity. This leads you to three fields; cooking, science, and social interaction. You LOVE sweets, any form of candy is worth trying, whether it be lemon heads, sugar coated scorpion tails, or candied sand! If you can't find what your looking or, you tend to just make your own. Science keeps you busy when your sweet tooth isn't nagging for a piece of candy, and it usually tends to lead to advancements in warfare. (Your moirail tends to keep you away from your laboratory) When science or candy can't satisfy your nagging curiosity, you talk to people. It's always a safe way to pass the time.

You currently have one quadrant filled with your moirail, Trasic. You tend to push him into things when he doesn't have the courage to do so. While it has (on multiple occasions) gotten him pissed, you still like to think he enjoys it. As a bonus, he tends to keep you from getting yourself killed while hunting or brawling. He also tends to keep you from conducting science experiments. You never know when the next thing blows up in your face. As a general rule, he just keeps your whimsical urges calmed down.

Your strife specibus is set to blade kind, and holds your favorite twin scimitars. Your fetchmodus is the candy modus, each time you store an item, its turned into a weirdly flavored piece of candy. You enjoy simply using the modus to try different kinds of candy.

Your trolltag is oceanicStalker and "/You/always/slice/your/sentences/to/bits/!/"

**monochromeSpectrum** · 12-09-2011, 08:43 PM

> Be the rainbow obsessed troll.
It izn't an obzezzion. >:x

Your name is NARZIN ECKZUK. Your CHILDISH UPBEAT PERSONALLITY bugs most of your friends. Maybe it's TOO UPBEAT or maybe it's TOO CHILDISH. You are SIX SOLAR SWEEPS OLD. That strange symbol on your shirt is the SYMBOL OF NEPTUNE. You are also a SEAWELLER, you really do love the water but it is KINDA BORING since yoru there only seadweller among your friends.

You have a strange obsession with SPECTRUMS AND COLORFUL ITEMS even though your COLORBLIND. You even have a NECKLACE made from a STRING AND COLORFUL STONES you found while swimming. You also are fastinated by DISTURBING YOUR FRIENDS by asking them about BUCKETS yet you act clueless. You have many POINTLESS POSTERS of RAINBOWS AND NYAN PAWBEAST. And on top of that, there is WATER ALL OVER THE FLOOR. Outside of your hive is the BEAUTIFUL OCEAN AND SKY. Sometimes you just like to go outside to stare at the stars and DAY DREAM.

Your trolltag is monochromeSpectrum and You zpeak like thiz all the time. :x

**Weeaboo** · 12-09-2011, 08:43 PM

==> Be the short haired anonblood.

O I'm nOt quit3 sur3 if that is a cOmpl3m3nt Or nOt... 3

Your name is SAURIA MISTAL and you are 8 SWEEPS OLD. You are an anonblood and only because of certain things that you would rather NOT DISCUSS right now. Let's just say it has to do with THE THINGS EXPECTED OF YOU. That's all there is to say on that matter! In your free time you like to make TASSEL'S AND ARRANGE FEATHERS into pretty patterns. Although some would call you crazy for doing so, YOU ENJOY SPRAYING DELICIOUS SMELLS around you. In fact, you have a very keen sense of SMELL and it hurts to smell something nasty. These aren't your only HOBBIES! You also enjoy talking with trolls and SELLING YOUR PRODUCTS. Although, you don't usually advertise and only tell a select few that you even make these stuff.

Speaking of TASSEL'S AND FEATHER ARRANGEMENTS, there is a very special way you do this. When a troll orders a tassel, you take a SMALL BIT OF THEIR HAIR and snip it off. Then, you use a SUPER GLUE substance to keep it together and keep it from fraying any. Once that is done, you PAINT THE TASSEL in anyway the client as requested. This usually takes around THREE DAYS due to having to wait for paints to dry and whatnot. In order to ARRANGE FEATHERS for other trolls, you write down what they want and get to work. As you hunt for a CLUCKBEAST, you steal some of it's feathers and then go back to your hive. Once there, you DIP THE FEATHERS into multiple colors for the client. The feather types VARY BETWEEN BIRDBEASTS, so you usually tell the client which ones are good and which ones are cheap.

Your lusus is a PLATYPUS BEAR. Which is A MIX between a platypusbillbeast and a bearbeast. You ride her around as your MAIN TRANSPORTATION and are on generally good terms. She also is JUST FINE with having a troll that is anonblooded. She fights with you as you COLLECT MATERIALS for your projects and you usually are always successful with her around. You only FAIL when she decides to not come with you. It's a sad fact, but you just DEAL WITH IT.

Your STRIFE SPECIBUS has been set to spraycankind. In each can is a DELIGHTFUL SMELL, but at the same time it's POISONOUS. It's a really good way to go, you think, because at least your victims get to smell ONE LAST GOOD THING before they die. Though you would hate to be CAUGHT ON THE WRONG SIDE of that can when it goes off! This is why you are VERY CAREFUL when you use it. The reason the gases are so POISONOUS is because you concoct the smells yourself. This also ensures that EACH CAN HAS A POISON in case of emergencies! Wouldn't want to get caught without POISON, right?

Your FETCH MODUS has been set to sniffkind. You are presented with a CERTAIN SMELL and you must guess the smell in order to obtain the item. Of course, this can be PROBLEMATIC when you get a particularly nasty smell. This fetch modus has it's UPSIDES AND DOWNSIDES. When you do not GUESS THE RIGHT SMELL, you are sprayed with a nasty smell instead of getting an item! Thus this causes any other attempts at THE PRECIOUS THING null and void until you can smell properly again.

Your trolltag is sulliableSenses and O YOu sp3ak r3lativ3ly gOOd. 3

**GG7** · 12-10-2011, 12:41 AM

((First Fantroll))
==> Be the one with mangled hair

"Sure (+--..)"

Your name is NESWII SNESDS and you are 8 SWEEPS old. Due to SLEEPING HABITS and Lusus habits, your hair is unique. You stay up in the day to plan GAME STRATEGIES and get little sleep. Your average sleep time is .6 times as much as “normal” trolls. You try to be helpful in life to hopefully gain ALLIES and FAVORS, but all it does is prevent enemies.

Your hair is in its present state because of your WRIST-BLADE SCORPION, which is the size of your finger-length, and your habit to fall asleep on any surface. Your Lusus suffers from insomnia, so in the day, she crawls through your hair and cut different portions with her SCYTHE-LIKE ARMBLADES. She also cuts up your shirts, pants, important papers, furniture, and sometimes face and horns. She is a mean pranker, putting her face on your shirts and dwelling. She hides around your wrist at night like a watch, so if you are ever in trouble, one punch includes a series of stabs from her.

You are known for your knowledge on VIDEO GAME STRATEGIES. Trolls come to you to ask for help making teams in FIDUSPAWN, which is an awesome game, character strategies in Mega Mash Brothers Brawl, and skill sets in various games with reality Multiplayer Matches. In honesty, there is not one game that you dislike, not even rehashes like the ones released every sweep. Your favorite Game publisher is NINTENDROLL, the most famous company of game-making.

You don’t bother spending money on much besides the necessities, like games and FOOD. And GAME MERCHANDISE, which never is left out to be cut. You have come to realize that your SWEET TOOTH is huge, causing you to not have just one of any sweet, not even poison ones. You are also very good at MATH, being able to do most in your head. Unfortunately, you are not good at applying it to things like computers and stuff like that.

The weapon of choice is your wristKind specibus, for concealed weaponry and hand free control. It’s all in the wrists. You Fetch modus is Input, where you memorize cheatcodes, usually 8 buttons, to open the card. Your telekinetic ability is to move an item in the 4 directions, forwards, backwards, left, and right, not much, but it gives you distance from trolls or moves things out of your way. Your favorite strategy for any fight is to make the actions of others VOID, a useless KNIGHT.

Your tolltag is botheredStrategist and You +Alk like You Are Bringing someone +hrough the eXcAc+, SELECTed s+eps from +he START (+--..)

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