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

**Overlard** · 01-08-2012, 05:29 PM

> Be the weirdo who plays with corpses

"W0w, th&ts pretty rude! Did y0u kn0w th&t the tr0|| m0uth h&s &t |e&st -"

> Oh god shut up just be that chick who studies the dead

"Sheesh. Fiiiiiiine!"

Original mini-sprite by Dudemaster47!

Your name is MINORA SOTARE and you are SEVEN SWEEPS of age. Your blood runs a nice PEA GREEN (#406600) color, though it looks a bit like vomit, you think.

Your primary interests lie around the TROLLS that have LONG BEEN GONE. Or you know, just DEAD. That works too. When you see a troll get dumped into the countryside for consumption by ANIMALS, you quickly nab it and drag it back to your hive. Naturally once there you soak it in PRESERVATIVES to keep it from becoming disgusting within a NIGHT.

You're not quite sure why you first started collecting cadavers. Maybe you just felt curious as a wiggler when you found one outside your hive, who was actually a trespasser murdered by your lusus. In any case, you soon started the whole collection business, then began studying them. Soon you began to be able to tell just HOW they died. The most obvious ones had gaping wounds, large gunshot holes, that sort of thing.

Now it has become a HOBBY of yours, recording how exactly each troll died. It's really quite interesting! From your studies, you've also learned a lot about troll BIOLOGY, mostly on muscle tissue and bones. You just love rattling on about how the troll body functions to anyone who will listen. Which is thankfully few. You've also a small interest in making diagrams of how you THINK the troll was killed. This usually requires quite a few supplies, in order to make different MODELS and such. You also REALLY want to become a FORENSICS INVESITAGGEDONMATON, a position with the role of figuring out the way a troll PERISHED. You'd think that would be for court cases, but NO. Instead, they use it to make better protection for the HIGH BLOODS to wear in battle, lest they be KILLED during combat. Not that they have to, but it's usually a GOOD idea.

Of course, you also have secret shame involving a desire in STUFFING the corpses, then leaving them around your HIVE in scary poses! Yes, it's very creepy and that is why you don't get visitors that often. Your lusus hardly approves, but it just doesn't have the size to do much about it. So the trolls all stand, scaring the shit out of trolls who get anywhere near the place.

Your LUSUS is a CROW, making it a bit of a pain to keep her from DEVOURING some of the trolls you study. You try to keep her WHINING drowned out with soothing JAZZ MUSIC. When that inevitably fails, you shoo her out of the hive to go devour something like an animal, gosh.

You generally try to keep your head down around HIGH BLOODS. You're no shrinking violet, whatever that means, you just don't want trouble. Of course the DEAD ones you find NEVER complain, which you're happy about. But generally you try to stick to your caste, sometimes talking to trolls a little LOWER.

The actual location of your hive is just outside a small SUBURB, which has an irritatingly low BODY COUNT. You can sometimes pick up the odd corpse or two from outside it, but it's kinda hard as hell.

Your FETCH MODUS is AUTOPSY. It's really just a version of Operation, that irritating board game where you have to pluck out parts from a troll's body. Only this is extra sensitive due to "tampering with evidence" somehow factoring in.

Your STRIFE SPECIBUS is scalpelKind. Short range, but wicked sharp.

If you played a GAME, you would be the HEIR of BLOOD, in the land of GRAVES and STREAMS

Your trolltag is "forensicYeoman" and you type with a "& few b0nes |n y0ur w0rds."

TL;DR

**IceeBlue** · 01-08-2012, 06:40 PM

((First fantroll, HERE WE GOOOOOO))

> Be the Teal-blooded troll.
ӧӦӧ (there's many ӧf us tealblӧӧds. which ӧne) ӧӦӧ

> Be the Teal-blooded, cactus-obsessed moth-troll.
ӧӦӧ (that is just cӧmpletely stupid) ӧӦӧ

You are now the Teal-blooded, cactus-obsessed moth-troll.

Your name is LEKISE YSHENKA, and you are currently SEVEN SWEEPS OLD. ALMOST EIGHT, if you’re feeling nitpicky. You have an OBSESSION in A CERTAIN SPECIES OF ALTERNIAN CACTI that is borderline UNCONTROLLABLE, in a sense that you like its SWEET TASTE so much you TAKE A PIECE OF THE DAMN PLANT... and EAT IT. Thank goodness these things don’t bite back. Apparently you only eat a SMALL PORTION of the plant, thinking that it might grow back if you leave it for a time. Turns out you were wrong, as evident on the cacti in the area you frequent. They are either GONE FOR GOOD or looking like it was BITTEN OFF. What a bummer.

You could always venture off far into the DESERT and look for some more, but your SALAMANGOANNA LUSUS often forbids you from doing so, in the interest of safety. Instead, GOANNAMOM suggests that you eat some MEAT from the SMALLER FAUNA she brings home from her occasional hunting. To BALANCE YOUR TROLL DIET, you think. Not that you’ve heard such a thing. Anyway, you just DON’T LIKE EATING MEAT most of the time, you try to tell her that, and instead you prefer that DELECTABLE FLAVOR Alternian cacti always have.

But GOANNAMOM is known for making you feel SCARED in the unexpected of times; that TERRIFYING GLARE of hers makes you feel UNEASY every time you see it. Pretty much the reason you end up COMPLYING WITH HER WISHES most of the time is just to AVOID getting on HER BAD SIDE. You don’t want to find yourself starving to death one night due to lack of available cacti, too defiant to eat anything else, all while your lusus is MYSTERIOUSLY AWAY.

Speaking of cacti, your HIVE is situated in the WILDERNESS, just near the previously mentioned DESERT, which would explain your favorite plant’s presence... and also hostile creatures. Since the establishment of your hive, you found yourself protecting it from intruders: JUMPING POUCHBEASTS, SLITHERBEASTS, STINGERBEASTS, you name it. Not as dangerous as MUSCLEBEASTS, but still. They don’t frequent the area as often as you expected, but when they do, it gets unpleasant. SPEARKIND is your weapon of choice whenever fighting ensues, as you can use it to PIERCE their innards to hell and back. You can even use it to THROW AT THEM too, but you would never try to do that, as it would be a HASSLE to try and RETRIEVE them back. They ABSCOND too, you know.

Your lusus helps you out in keeping these beasts at bay too, which is a good thing, considering the fact that GOANNAMOM can be SEEMINGLY DEMANDING when it comes to dealing with your EATING HABITS and her FEEDING TIME. You’d think that she eats off of the animals she hunted during her occasional trips outside, but nooooo, she EXPECTS you to FEED HER DAMMIT. Luckily, your hive has some sort of STORAGE FREEZER to store the carcasses in, just in case SOMEONE GETS HUNGRY.

Inside, they are arranged in... rather odd PILES. Actually, you tend to ARRANGE EVERYTHING IN PILES, it’s almost SECOND NATURE. It’s like you wanted to keep your stuff ORGANIZED, but the result often ends up DIFFERENT THAN EXPECTED, resulting in ORDERLY-YET-DISORGANIZED piles of stuff. Your FETCH MODUS is even NAMED AFTER IT too: you mainly use it to store some DELICIOUS CACTI you find during your trips outside in hopes of replanting them a little more closer to home. The consequence is that the pile of captchalogued plants DOESN’T STOP FROM GETTING BIGGER.

That drawback doesn't seem to faze you from TRYING TO REACH OVER AND... retrieve the stuff you wanted though, even if it means wasting SEVERAL MINUTES looking for it. It never works out most of the time. You’ve since then LOST COUNT how many times you had DEPLOYED the desired item instead.

What’s next... oh yes. You are of TEAL CASTE, which makes you, according to the HEMOSPECTRUM, a member of the prestigious HIGHBLOODS... or was it ALMOST-HIGHBLOOD? Honestly, you are COMPLETELY AWARE that this CASTE SYSTEM exists, but oftentimes it leaves you BEFUDDLED trying to figure out whether you are ONE OF THEM or not. You just tell yourself that your shade is considered the LOWEST POSSIBLE FOR A HIGHBLOOD as a way of saying SHUT UP AND APPRECIATE.

Despite your position in the spectrum, you try to remain RESPECTFUL and APPROACHABLE to any fellow trolls you come across; you believe that it’s better to GET TO KNOW THEM first instead of JUMPING INTO CONCLUSIONS... unless they’re REALLY asking to have their innards STABBED. You can still feel that urge to go into FLYING FITS OF RAGE deep inside (maybe you’re a true highblood after all!), but you know you can’t really do that because... well, you basically live in the MIDDLE OF NOWHERE. No trolls in the vicinity to IMPALE with.

That, and you’re too busy thinking about them TASTY CACTI and them NASTY INTRUDERS. The only trolls you ever met are on the ALTERNIANET, and thanks to TROLLIAN, you’ve already made a few acquaintances. You could say they’re your only contacts to CIVILISATION. It’s always interesting to hear what your city chums are RAVING ABOUT that you might be UNFAMILIAR OF.

Your trolltag is resplendentFragrance and ӧӦӧ (cacti never seem tӧ leave yӧur mind, even during cӧnversatiӧns) ӧӦӧ

Should you ever get your hands on a RATHER OBSCURE GAME THAT USHERS THE END OF YOUR PLANET, you would take on the role of the GUARD OF VOID in the LAND OF CACTI AND FLOWERS, dreaming in the planet of DERSE.

> You forgot something.

> tl;dr, you write too much.

**RainbowSnoopy** · 01-08-2012, 07:17 PM

>Be a one who loves dresses

You are MOSLIA YINYUE. You LOVE dresses... and pointy-stabby things. Your mostly crazy about FASHION and DRESSES. However you like alot of things like, music, dancing, and stabby things.

You live in a SWAMPY-LIKE ENVIRONMENT with your CROCBEAST LUSUS. Your shelter is a NEST made by Croc-dad, even though he put lots of twigs and leaves on top of you and accidently buries you in it sometimes, whenever that happens you just make a hole for you to breath through. You are a very CHEERFUL person. No really, you don't remember the last time you ever shed a tear or broke a frown. You remembered getting your first dress from your husktop, paying for it was a pain in the bum but it was worth it. You listen to ALL KINDS of music, sometimes to DANCE to them also. You don't want ANYONE knowing what kind of blood color you have EVER. Seriously, your ashamed on what color you have now, you pansy.

Like mentioned before, you love pointy-stabby things. Your weapon is BUTTERFLY SWORDS. You mostly use them like a Blade Dancer would. Even though sometimes you might end up tripping over your own feet. You also have an obsession with BITING. You bite every once in a while and whenever you try to refuse the urge to bite you get all twitchy and cutting out everything you say. For this you sometimes make sure you have a PLUSHIE or something to not break your teeth with to bite on so you wouldn't bite someone or something on accident.

Your trolltag is rhythmicalFashion and you talC liCe your KliKing and hunning sonnetimes.

**trilbyulatingDungeoneer** · 01-08-2012, 08:59 PM

>Be a witty comment.

Nope.

TL;DR:

**Noeith** · 01-08-2012, 10:55 PM

Be the graverobber ==>

Your name is CAELIF IDIDAE and you fancy yourself an EXPERT GRAVEROBBER. If you had any idea what a grave might be, that is. You mostly just ransack the hives of culled trolls. You survive mostly by TRADING the things you pick up. They can range from valuable weapons, to electronics, to completely useless knick-knacks.

You were raised by your lusus, in your hive that you built in an abandoned lawnring. He is a rather large grasshopper that you have dubbed SENSEI. You have become accustomed to riding him as your primary mode of transportation. He gets you from place to place quite quickly between his long jumping strides and his ability to fly short distances.
You are 7.85 solar sweeps.
You are a COPPER BLOODED troll. So you are on the lower end of the hemospectrum.

You have a MOIRAIL named MUWEZI BAHARI. The two of you met after you made the mistake of trying to loot her hive thinking it was abandoned. Even though your first encounter with her began with a fist fight the two of you get along greatly. She uses her telescope to spot abandoned hives as long as you share your SWEET LOOT. You also have a lot of conflicted feelings for a seadweller named NAHVUL RYCHLO. Somedays you feel FLUSHED FOR HIM other days your feelings run BLACKER THAN THE DEEPEST VOIDS OF SPACE.

You use the SpearKind strife specibus

Your TrollTag is insectoidAviatior and ~you hΛVe Λ tendΛncy to chrip Λnd buZZZZZ while speΛking~

**Rai-CH** · 01-10-2012, 12:02 AM

((This is a repost of jovialPyrophobe. Please replace her profile with this one. ))
>Author finally rewrite a profile.
Oh god what am I doing.

>Be the short-tempered “blueblood”

Your name is Skathi Reckam and you are a blueblood. At least, that is what you want other trolls to believe, for reasons you tell very few. Those who do try to pry into your past usually end up on the wrong side of your trusty axe. But, you are willing to exposit just this once in hope that maybe certain annoying trolls will leave you alone!

Your trolltag is justifiedPrevaricator and yo~u always so~und re~ally che~erful and upbe~at~!

Tl;dr

**Nightcastle** · 01-10-2012, 06:16 AM

This is a repost of aspiringNefariousness.

>Be the semi-psychotic, raging murderbitch.

sounds good to m3.

Your name is ARCNEA SHATHA, and you're at the age of 8.5 SOLAR SWEEPS. As previously mentioned, each and every one your intentions are fueled by PSYCHOTICISM and ANGER. But we'll get to all of that later.

Your INTERESTS are highly varied. On one hand, you enjoy darker and more heinous pastimes such as BEATING UP and SLOWLY KILLING trolls you've DRAGGED INTO YOUR HIVE AND CHAINED UP, either for fun or as revenge. For some reason, you've always loved to watch those other than you in suffering and agony. Sure, you've been called EVIL and INSANE, but who gives a fuck? You have fun. You also read up on GRIMDARK ARTS and PRACTICES, and you see the worship of darkness, unspeakable horrors and death to be something that needs to be integrated into every wormbeast other than you's worthless lives. You also enjoy NATURE WALKS and BEING WITH OTHERS WHO'S COMPANY YOU CAN STAND.

When it comes to personality, most of the time, you're VERY ANGRY and HOSTILE. Why? We'll get to that. This has lessened in prevelancy, however, since you've met your moirail, who will ALSO be covered later. When not PISSED THE FUCK OFF AT LIFE, you're in a NEUTRAL or "I just don't give a damn" mood. It's more frequently been the latter, but we'll get to that later as well.

Why are you always so angry, though? Why do you always want to kill something or keep it in your hive to die? Other trolls don't know that YOU'VE SEEN SOME SHIT in your life. They don't know that your lusus, TIGERMOM, is extremely high-maintenance and has scarred you all over by beating you when you fail something. They don't know that you once had a matespirit who sacrificed herself to a wild beast to save you. You're misunderstood. And you find the only way to find peace is by drowning yourself in the pained screams of other trolls. No one understands that your life is hard. That's probably because you've never told anyone and don't plan on doing so. Ever.

You used to be HEAVILY CLOSED OFF to romance after the violent death of your past matespirit, but then you met a MOIRAIL. He's a very nice little troll that cares about you deeply. You always think you treat him unfairly for everything he does, with ignorance or unenthusiastic thanks. You're always trying to act better, especially after he found and matched you with a MATESPIRIT. He's the greatest thing that's ever happened to you, and you don't seem to see a problem with the fact that he likes to slaughter other trolls with you in nightly sprees. Nope. You also have a KISMESIS who's a total whore. You can't stand her and everything she's done to hurt your dignity and reputation. You're very protective of your red chrushes, but that came back to hurt you once.

Oh, your face. Your ex-kismesis had shattered your skull and smashed your eye on the robotic side. The robotics were necessary. And your other eye is from when your current kismesis stamped it out with a stiletto heel. These are also reasons why you want to make others hurt.

Your HIVE is entirely underground, going down in a spiraling staircase with rooms along the wall. These rooms include your Grubputer room, your respiteblock, Tigermom's den, your reading room and your so-called "Sanitarium" in which you do all of your horrible acts. It's a small stone room with a table, chains and a storage cabinet. There's also a final room that houses your guilty pleasure; Kittens. You love those little purrbeasts and play with them whenever you can, but keep this humiliating trait from other trolls to avoid humiliation.

Your fetch modus is DARK CODE, with which you must use the item name in a cryptic grimdark spell-type name. Your strife specibus is a highly versatile Bladekind, housing scissors, knives, kama, kris, glass shards, needles and scraps of rusty metal in your sleeves. You also use a jeweled, golden-handled cutlass from your matespirit which you received as a twelfth bilunar perigee's eve gift. Your moirail had also made you a pocket-sized revolver which you keep in your second specibus, Pistolkind.

If you ever played SGrub, you'd be the WITCH OF FEAR in the LAND OF BLOOD AND TOWERS. The CONSORTS of said land would be YELLOW HELLHOUNDS that enjoy BREAKING THINGS.

Your trolltag is aspiringNefariousness and you allow your robot|cs to tak3 ov3r s3ct|ons of your sp33ch.

**momatoes** · 01-10-2012, 07:07 AM

THIS IS THE PART WHERE I MAKE APOLOGIES FOR BEING LATE SO SO MUCH

I'm sorry! I've been very busy these past days and I promise everything will be up by tomorrow. ;~;

**llamamiah** · 01-10-2012, 06:13 PM

>Be the polite, respectful indigoblood with a single trigger.

Your name is WLASNO POSZAN.

You are incredibly POLITE and WELL-TEMPERED, treating trolls with RESPECT. You're completely willing to help out a troll in need, but you find those who are BELOW YELLOW a bit HARDER TO RESPECT. But you frequently remind yourself that THEY'RE TROLLS TOO, and make your best effort to get along with them.

Your INTERESTS include READING, STAMP COLLECTING, and KITE FLYING. You're willing to share these interests with anyone that wants to take part! Your WOLVERINE Lusus sometimes joins in too.

Your HIVE is a GIGANTIC MANSION resting in some WIDE-OPEN PLAINS. TEN-FOOT TALL FENCES surround the entirety of the PROPERTY, and there are numerous signs that say "DO NOT ENTER". There are numerous GATES, which feature special machines. Said machines can open the gates with the input of an ELEVEN-DIGIT CODE, but they can also call the SIMILAR DEVICES in every room of the Hive. When answered, you speak to the Troll in question, and ALMOST ALWAYS allow them to ENTER YOUR HIVE. There have been times, however, when trolls have broken in without getting PERMISSION.

Thus, your ONE TRIGGER. You despise the possibility of another troll on your PROPERTY, able to DESTROY or STEAL YOUR ITEMS, capable of WREAKING HAVOC, and potentially willing to destroy EVERYTHING YOU'VE WORKED FOR. Because of this, whenever a troll is discovered on your property without permission, they DIE. The death is so GREUSOME and PAINFUL that anyone who knew them even SOMEWHAT CLOSELY will have difficuly KEEPING DOWN THEIR LUNCH, and they won't know why until MUCH LATER.

Ahem. Anyways, your FETCH MODUS is TARGET PRACTICE. There is a BULLSEYE TARGET, whose size is directly proportional to the number of CARDS you have. When an item is CAPTCHALOGUED, its card is pinned to the TARGET, and must be SHOT to retrieve your item. Thankfully, the cards aren't DAMAGED by this.

You have FIVE ALLOCATED STRIFE SPECIBI. These include CHAINBLADEKIND, HELMETKIND, PISTOLKIND, GAUNTLETKIND, and BLADEKIND. The most interesting one is BLADEKIND, which features a MYSTERIOUS SWORD that you found in a METEORITE. Whenever you STRIKE someone with it, you become a LITTLE MORE POWERFUL. However, you mainly just use your numerous PISTOLS.

On TROLLIAN, your trollTag is majesticPistol, ===<---And--a--bullet--makes--its--way--through--each--word--you--say.---=>

If a CERTAIN GAME were to come to be, and if you were to take part in it, you would become the STRIKING SCORPION OF EVISCERATION in the LAND OF FENCES AND SPIRES.

Details:

Name: Wlasno Poszan
Trolltag: majestjicPistol
Blood color: Indigo (#210066) Hue 259
Gender: Male
Age: 7.57 Sweeps (16.4 Years)

Miscellaneous details:
-Typing Quirk: ===<---Starts--with--a--shooting--gun--and--dashes--his--spaces--then--ends--with--one--of--six--deadly--aces.---=>
-Lusus: Wolverine
-Strife Specibi: chainbladeKind, helmetKind, pistolKind, gauntletKind, bladeKind.
-Fetch Modus: Target Practice
-Quadrant Partners: [Presently Unknown]
-Abilities: N/A

Sburb details:
-Title: Striking Scorpion of Evisceration
-Land: Land of Fences and Spires
-Dreamself Planet: Derse
-Denizen: Tyr
-Consorts: Violet Armadillos that say "CHAH-CHOM CHAH-CHOM"
-Quest: Slay the Spikes
-Sprite: Kite, Dead Lusus (Both Pre-Entry)
-Cruxite Artifact: Trick Sword
-Associated Item: Cobalt
-Associated Element: Earth

**Krug** · 01-10-2012, 06:52 PM

>Be the YEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH

Your name is HORIAT TREBUX, you are an eight sweep old TEALBLOOD, and quite frankly, you couldn't think of a more fitting place in all of the spectrum. You have no reason to break the stereotype that your caste is composed of LAW ENFORCING NUTJOBS, because quite frankly you are a LAW ENFORCING NUTJOB. You are a hardcore LEGISLACERATOR in training, hailing from the HIVESTEM COMMUNITY of MIZAMI, but it's not the LEGAL side of it that you're interested in, it's the LAYING DOWN OF THE LAW that really draws you to the job. Being able to go out into the field and put the hurt on trolls who do not follow the IMPERIAL CODES set in place. ANARCHISTS, ILLEGAL CULLERS, and any other type of SCUMBAG that seeks to subvert the grand ORDER and RATIONALITY of the government and its laws are all on your WATCH LIST of trolls to be brought to justice.

If you couldn't tell just from that, you take your ASPIRATION very seriously, and have already started to enforce ORDER wherever you go. It doesn't matter if it's your bestest pale buddy or your most hated kismesis, if you catch any wind of them breaking the LAW then you will have no histation tracking them down and bring them to justice. And if they try to fight back then you're ready, and not afraid to get your hands dirty. Literally. You're a skilled fighter and you don't let anyone forget it. However, that will be gotten to later.

Because of your utter alligience to the LAW and all it stands for, you don't have much of an eye for quadrants. There's no telling when you would have to betray a troll close to you because they decided to be an IDIOT and break imperial codes. Besides, your personality is naturally solemn and reserved. Nearly STERILE in terms of emotion. You live for you work, and like a good detective, show little feeling when trying to get the facts. Though you are indeed only a TROLL and when things get too hot to handle, the signs of an incredibly SHORT and VIOLENT temper do show through. However, you like to believe that you have this more ORNERY side of you under control, and generally ignore your feelings of anger until it's just TOO MUCH. Still despite all this, you do enjoy a bit of casual conversation with LAW ABIDING CITIZENS when on break.

Because it is the LAW and LAW is the supreme form of ORDER, you are an unabashed Hemoloyalist. While you genrally try to treat the LOWBLOODS well, your status certainly helps when trying to get EVIDENCE or INFORMATION out of them. You obey highbloods mostly without question however, unless the order given is something strikingly RIDICULOUS or STUPID. The exception to that comes when the HIGHBLOOD is also a criminal, you can then use IMPERIAL CODE 328C to nullify the status of any FUGITIVE that tries to give an order. The uses when persuing criminals are obvious.

Your lusus was a huge, imposing, and deadly GATORBEAST. He was at times, a dumb brute, and at times a slick and imposing guardian. You owe GATORDAD your control over your anger, and your life. He DIED trying to save you from pack of rabid WILD LUSII when you were working into the near morning on a case with him. He's been in your thoughts ever since. Your strife specibus is, stupidly, allocated to SUNGLSSESKIND. Though it's really dumb and these things are shitty weapons, so you usually just stick to the more reliable FISTKIND. And your fists are two deadly weapons considering your skill. Your fetch modus is set to ONE LINER. You must make a one liner about the object you wish to withdraw, which is no problem for you.

Were you to play some highly ILLEGAL game, you would be the GUARD OF SKILL in the LAND OF PALM TREES AND BEACHES.
Your trolltag is meticulousInvestigator and you 8(Keep your sunglasses ready for a one liner, but most of the time...
*sunglasses*
(They're three lines.

**Zuki** · 01-11-2012, 12:32 PM

Oh gosh darn it you silly buggers. Time to unsticky the -other-, diabetes-having, trollslum 9. Or just THREADMERGE. Hm. Tempting option.

EDIT: Oh. One is 'Trollslum Genchat' and the other is 'Trollslum.' We good here.

(Thread rules and banners in first post look lovely, btw. It warms my heart to see forumites making their community a better place and organizing.)

**Dragongirl30894** · 01-13-2012, 07:00 PM

-> Be the brownblooded aviator.

Your name is Feirya Navion, and yes, you're an aviator, big fucking deal. Anyone could pilot this piece of shit you call a plane. You're pretty sure almost half of the fuselage's made up entirely of scrap by now. And the other half's probably so corroded and rusty on the inside it's a wonder it hasn't fallen apart yet. But hey, what're you gonna do, it's not like you have money to buy a new one. Sure, you could maybe make a new one with the parts of the current one, but you don't have time for that. You're a busy girl dammit! You're almost always on your little biplane, flying through the air because some asshole called you for a repair job. But more on that later.

As the reader might've noticed, you might be a bit full of yourself because of the plane. You mean, you've been piloting the thing for at least half of your life now, and you're already eight sweeps old. You've gotten so used to it that your hands automatically start up the engine and stuff on their on when you get in the pilot's seat. But as much as you may complain about how old or rusty the thing is, you love it dearly. You pratically pulled it together all by yourself when you were about three sweeps old or so, and then by the time you got to four sweeps you were already flying it all over the place. Your lusus helped a lot on that. He's a big swan, named Artemis, and he insists on keeping a little brown bow around his neck. But he was the one responsible for your love for flying in the first place, and when you were really young he'd carry you on his back, while you pretended to steer him with little cardboard controls. Now you're a little too big to stay on his back comfortably, but he still helped when you were doing your first few flights, sort of half-carrying the plane so you didn't crash it. He's a very loving lusus, and you love him even more than your little biplane.

But enough of that crap, let's get to the good stuff! Which means your interests. One that is already mentioned is your absolute love for flying, born from your swan lusus. Another two that kinda derived from that was a good understanding of most things involving nuts and bolts, and a liking for books. We'll elaborate each on the following paragraphs.

Having to pretty much rebuild a biplane from a pile of rust with an engine in the middle, you quickly learned how to assemble mechanical things, and maybe even picked up a bit of blacksmithing knowledge. That means you're a pretty good mechanic, and you use that as your main source of income. And thanks to your biplane, you can attend hives very far away from each other, so you have quite a few clients, and among those a fair number of trolls you can call friends, even if you're not the most friendly type out there. It's a nice living, and you make enough to be comfortable and buy fuel for your plane even while being a lowly brownblood, and you also get to fly around a lot.

Now for the third interest mentioned. This one was born because hey, you needed to know how to rebuild a goddamn plane, didn't you? And then how to fly the thing. So you ended up with a nice liking for books. The ones you enjoy the most are futuristic and sci-fi stories, steampunk-style coming as a close second favorite. This gives you something to do when you're up in the sky and get tired of looking at the view. You just lock the controls in place, pull out a nice book, lay back and enjoy a good story while the wind zips through your hair. You just gotta remember to keep an eye on the clock and fuel meter, and you're good.

The reader might be wondering how the fuck you managed to learn how to pilot a freaking biplane at only four sweeps of age. That is all thanks to your power. You can pick up knowledge much faster than normal trolls. Any kind of knowledge. You learned how to walk and talk and all that wiggler stuff early, and while most other little trolls were busy trying to write, you were teaching yourself how to fix a plane to fly it. You dreamed big when you were little. Nowadays, not so much. You'll be happy if you don't get turned into cannon fodder in the Fleet. You'd be even happier if you got to be the pilot of a big spaceship, but you doubt that'll happen to a brownblood like you. Oh well.

You've grown somewhat bitter over the sweeps. Beofre you were just as happy and peppy as any other dumb little troll in their cute sweeps, but now you're much more... grouchy isn't the word. You just don't show enthusiasm easily at all. You're brief and often rude, saying what you have in your mind without caring much for everyone else's opinions. Of course, you try to restrain youself around highbloods, you don't want to step on anyone's toes and end up dead. It's hard to gain new friends with your atitude, and you've actually lost some childhood friends with this change you went through. You still have enough that it doesn't bother you though. You don't particularly care when highbloods start being condescending with you because of your blood, you'll just nod and play along so you don't get culled. It doesn't make you angry or anything. The hemospectrum exists, and it's not going to crumble anytime soon, so you might as well abide to it.

Working with mechanical gizmos at an early age made you pick toolKind for a specibus. You can't use anything specifically destined for fighting with it, only tools like wrenches, crowbars, blowtorches and others. It's surprisingly good, and you're happy with it. For a Fetch Modus you went with the slightly cubbersome Library Modus. You have to register a set number of story books into it, and to retireve items captchalogued you have to say a sentence related to that item from one of said books. Sometimes it doesn't recognize what you're trying to get and gives you something else, but it could be worse. Finally, as your trolltag, you go by capitalLiftoff, and yoUR worDS flY*

**dominoParadox** · 01-13-2012, 07:57 PM

==> be the cave troll
I'm soяяy, that's a li††le ina¢¢urate...
==> how about purple blooded wanna be leader?
are you trying to ağğrivate me? I wi££ give you one more chance...
==> be the faygo drinking reclusive insomniac?
ಠ_ಠ
==> whoa, chill out there... look, can't we be diplomatic about this?
I was about to ask the same thing.

You are SARLAS SIMBAS. You live in a CAVE, which really isn't fitting of your PURPLE BLOOD, but you don't mind too much. Your MASSIVE LION LUSUS dropped you here after your trials and promptly took the LONGEST NAP YOU HAVE EVER SEEN... nearly 7 sweeps of napping. You've haven't interacted with him since then, but he tends to haunt your DREAMS when you actually manage to get some SLEEP. Which is almost NEVER. You tend to keep the location of your hive-cave a SECRET TO EVERYBODY, because you don't like to be bothered. Also, you're sure everyone would like to take your SWEET STUFF. You have some pretty sweet stuff... you'd say anyway. You tend to collect PLASTIC DOLLS OF HEROIC NATURE, and they litter every flat surface in your cave. They inspire you to be more than you are, and you are already something to be feared and admired. You also sleep on a PILE OF FURS gathered from the beasts that live in the forest out side your cave. Your lack of sleep and your lack of a recurperacoon put some trolls on edge when they find out.

You spend most of your time at your HUSKTOP, practicing STRATEGY on the latest and greatest game grubs. When you aren't doing this, you're building a NETWORK of trolls. As an ASPIRING LEADER you hope to become a mighty DIPLOGENERALISSIMAT, conquering vast portions of the universe in the name of ALTERNIA using not much more than an ELOQUENT VOCABULARY and the very real THREAT OF VIOLENCE. Once you've gathered your A-team of trolls, you will lead from the front in hope to garner favor with the CONDESSENCE herself. You hate that bitch and nearly constantly plan to KILL her in some way... just so soon as you figure out how to deal with her demon beast of a lusus. You'd never tell anyone your PLANS, for fear of being culled before you can enact them, but you're fairly certain this is how you will DIE anyway. But you don't worry about that.

You use a SPEAR to "get the job done" but if that doesn't do the trick you also keep a KNIFE_KIND strife specibus on hand. You very much enjoy that you can throw all of your weapons with DEADLY ACCURACY. Also, you can fudge the rules sometimes counting a broken spear as knife-kind... it's not something you enjoy so much, but sometimes you don't have any other options.

Your trolltag is dominoParadox and you tenD to ro££ your a¢¢ent a li††le thick, over Pro№uncing D anD P.

((first post ever? let me know if I am being a tool))

**slipshodGroomster** · 01-14-2012, 05:40 AM

> be the forgetful hairslicer.

I like 'groomster' better a<tually.

> well be that guy then.

Your name is FURNES LETHEN. You are 6.7 sweeps old and live in a hivestem with your HAIR TRIGGER ANGERGORRA LUSUS. Keeping such a LARGE RABBIT in such SMALL QUARTERS is proving difficult, but any TEMPER TANTRUMS are largely assuaged by an hour or two of CAREFUL GROOMING.

Your name is FURNES LETHEN. You are 6.7 sw--oh wait you SAID THAT ALREADY. You tend for FORGET THINGS if they aren't RIGHT IN FRONT OF YOU. Where were you? Oh yes.

Your care-giving strategy has given rise to a love of HAIRDRESSING. Your lusus will not let you STYLE ITS FLOWING LOCKS so you must resort to other trolls instead. You are PRETTY GOOD AT IT even if the hairstyle they end up with isn't ANYTHING CLOSE to what they ACTUALLY ASKED FOR. Because you FORGOT. AGAIN. Your own hair, while still PERFECTLY KEPT usually has COMBS AND OTHER IMPLEMENTS sticking in it in case of emergency - after all, hair is important to you. Hair is the BLOOD you carve for yourself!

One day you aspire to join the ranks of the FOLICUTIONERS who wield MIGHTY SCISSORS to lop off the HEADS (and consequently, HAIRSTYLES) of the wicked. This will NEVER HAPPEN though as your yellow blood leaves you lacking the STRENGTH to lift a pair of GIGANTIC SHEARS.

But MAKE BELIEVE is fun. Even when it leads to IMPOTENT FRUSTRATION. To keep your anger in check you settle for a LIL' FOLICUTIONER PLAYSET. Look! The DOLLS even have RE-ATTACHABLE HEADS! You learned FAIRLY QUICKLY this is not true for ACTUAL ANIMALS. Certainly not for grubs with UNKEMPT MANES either.

You have EXPENSIVE TASTES. Or you WOULD HAVE if you weren't left so low on the HEMOSPECTRUM. It would be HORRIBLY DISRESPECTFUL of you to fill your home with FINARY so instead you settle for pictures of FANCY AND EXPENSIVE FURNITURE pasted to your walls. MAKE BELIEVE is fun after all! On this note, you CANNOT ABIDE Trolls who act OUTWITH THEIR STATION. You fail to see the IRONY in this statement.

Your other interests include SINGING although you are VERY BAD AT IT. Not least because the song you START SINGING is a completely different song from the one you FINISH SINGING. Any complaints maybe directed to the management as your sponge clots are unresponsive. Partially due to you hogging ALL OF THE DECIBELS.

You have the power of SPORADIC EMOTIONAL FORESIGHT which is SPORADICALLY VERY USEFUL and probably the ONLY REASON you haven't been culled yet. You are reluctant to DRESS HAIR without consulting this UNRELIABLE FIFF FAFFERY first, but it generally only allows you to see whether the subject will leave in a FIT OF RAGE or with A BEAMING SMILE. Usually, you reject the former. It has NEVER OCCURRED TO YOU that the prediction was BASED ON YOUR REJECTION. But that doesn't matter. PREDESTINATION is fun!

You have a COLLECTION OF ROMANCE NOVELS that you haven't been able to bring yourself to read yet. Your EMOTIONAL INSIGHT will not allow you to register these FICTIONAL PEOPLE as relate-able in any sense due to the GLARING DISPARITIES in how they act compared to REAL PEOPLE. You know that MAKE BELIEVE is fun and all, but you have to DRAW THE LINE somewhere.

Your trolltag is slipshodGroomster and you <arry out your <onVersations in an e><tremely pointed manner.

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**Wrapto** · 01-14-2012, 11:11 AM

>Be the stock-savvy yuppie.

'Th€ b€$t thing$ in lif€ ar€ fr€€ - but even b€tt€r thing$ co$t LOT$ of wad.'

Hive:

Your name is PATRIG HALCYX. You have existed for 7.5 Solar Sweeps. You live in your COASTAL HIVE with your ALBATROSS lusus. Your dwelling is packed with all the latest MOD CONS, or it was when you bought them. Right now 'MOD' only really applies to the amount of bullshit you've had to do to keep your RETROCITIES kicking. Well, you say "you" but really? You have people for that.

Speaking of your hive, you would like to direct everyone's (your own) attention to your LAVISH AND ELABORATE POOL. You haven't set foot in it once, of course. Only some LOW CASTE FILTHBLOOD would actually use it for swimming. You, however, are blessed with the knowledge that EXPENSIVE THINGS exist to make others ENVIOUS. As such the pool is PURELY A POSING PROP. You lounge there when you want to SHOW OFF to NOBODY IN PARTICULAR. Your favoured weapon is the CHOPPING IMPLEMENT. Axes have a sort of PRIMITIVE BRUTALITY that appeals to you. You like to make your enemies DANCE FOR THEIR LIVES, and you can be quite sparing, if their grooves are slammin' enough.

You and your lusus have a rather STRAINED relationship. You would like to think you have an agreement where both parties leave each other WELL ALONE but the bird shit stains between the STRATEGICALLY PLACED PARASOLES in your yard tell another story. Namely that of PSYCHOLOGICAL WARFARE and PRESICION BOMBING. He never did care for your FABULOUS ATTIRE, much like you never really CARED FOR HIM. You had people to do that for you. Unusually for your race you have a PASSION FOR FASHION. Of course you don't design your clothes yourself - you have people for that. If they're lucky they might even get to dress you. Only joking. You wouldn't let them touch you. Your favourite article of clothing is your PIANO KEY BELT. It reminds you of your all-time HERO – TROLL GARY NUMAN. Now there was a troll with style!

Another favourite possession of yours - a difficult choice to make for someone who has so much SUPERFLUOUS SHIT - is your CAR-SHAPED RECUPERACOON. This is where you FEEL SAFEST OF ALL and where you soak after a long day of MAKING MAD BANK and CRUSHING RIVALS under the soles of your OVERPRICED HIGHTOPS.

You are well known among your CIRCLE OF FRIENDS for throwing EXTRAVAGANT and EXCLUSIVE parties. These parties are so EXCLUSIVE you are often (always) the ONLY ONE to receive an invitation. Your CIRCLE OF FRIENDS also happens to be roughly as EXCLUSIVE.

Despite having wealth equal to the GROSS DOMESTIC PRODUCT of a small yet highly productive island nation, your SYLLADEX continues to use one of the first Fetch Modus you ever acquired - the FILOFAX. It is considered LAUGHABLY OUTDATED by most, but INGENIOUSLY RETRO by you. If you were being honest you would admit that the thing is a PAIN IN THE ASS as your captcha'd items are constantly FALLING OUT for absolutely NO REASON AT ALL. You are rarely honest though so, instead you have convinced yourself and your cronies that this is a HIGHLY UNDERRATED FEATURE allowing for high speed access to INCREDIBLE LOOT.

Your trolltag is diomedeicTarantism and you €xpr€$$ ¥our afflu€nc€ wh€r€v€r ¥ou can.

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**CrazedWormHole** · 01-14-2012, 04:56 PM

>Be the goddamned madman
THAHAHAT CAN BE ARRANGED. > BRZT.

You are now CAEDES VESANU, you are 7 SWEEPS OLD and you're pretty much taking a PERMANENT BREAK FROM REALITY.

No no, you're not on DRUGS or anything, even if that could be believable with you. You're just in a MENTAL CONDITION of...Well, NEVERENDING JOY. Life is ALWAYS GOOD with you. You can pretty much laugh trough anything, and you never go anywhere without that SHITEATING GRIN on your face.

How did you GET THIS WAY? Well, it's a rather long story, but you might as well.

You've been a bit MESSED UP ever since HATCHING. You hold a deep love for TROLL BIOLOGY, no, not like that. HOW TROLLS WORK, what makes them LIVE what makes them DIE. How their bodies do everything they need and how it develops. That kind of thing. Well, at the age of 6 SWEEPS, you got a STUNNING IDEA.

CAN YOU CREATE LIFE ON YOUR OWN?

BREATHTAKEN by the idea, you started READING UP on anything related to the TROLL BODY you could find. You usually did this until LATE DAY, blocking out DOORS AND WINDOWS to make sure light didn't hit you. You usually did this until you just COLLAPSED OUT OF TIREDNESS. The lack of sleep, along with the NIGHTMARES caused by sleeping outside of a REACRUPOON messed you up, but you didn't fully CRACK just yet... Then you STARTED YOUR PROJECT.

You needed BODY PARTS. LOADS AND LOADS OF BODY PARTS. To create life, you had to MAKE A BODY, so, equipped with your STRIFE SPECIBUS and WEAPON OF CHOICE, your trusty BONESAW, you went out into the night. What you wanted was a STRONG CREATURE, thus, what you are searching for is STRONG, HEALTHY TROLLS. You kill them, and just SAW OFF the pieces that interest you. This kind of thing...ALWAYS GETS YOU INTO LOADS OF TROUBLE, for obvious reasons. This is where your POWER comes into play...

FEELING SCARED? YEA, THAHAHAT USUALLY HAHAHAPPENS AROUND ME. THIS IS THEHEHE PART WHEHEHERE I SAY "BOO" AND YOU RUN AWAY. > BRZT, CRACKLE.

Your power is a...Rather odd one. You get EYE CONTACT with someone while it is active and they will just feel...FEAR. They won't be scared of you, or anything special. Sheer FEAR and PANIC will just rush trough their body. You mainly use this as a DISTRACTION to get in some good hits with your BONESAW. The combination of pure FEAR, and you slashing them down, will usually result in any PURSUER getting the FUCK OUT OF YOUR WAY.

Well, moving on. Constantly KILLING, and then SEWING THE BODY PARTS TOGETHER became what you spent NIGHT IN AND DAY OUT WITH. This MORBID JOB, along with the NIGHTMARES that still pursued you made you SNAP COMPLETELY. To deal with all the HORRORS your mind went trough, your brain started ejecting JOY and HAPPINESS, no matter what you are doing, and it's not going to stop anytime soon. Your laughter never stops, and your MIND has been TWISTED rather badly. You're a WALKING, LAUGHING NIGHTMARE. If someone is HEALTHY and got at least ONE LIMB, said person should stay the fuck out of your way.

Your PROJECT will be a brilliant success. Your science will be known all over the Empire.

You will make it so.

Your TROLLTAG is laughingScience, and NO MATTER HOHOHOW HAHAHARD YOU TRY, THEHEHE LAUGHTER NEVER ENDS. > CRACKLE, KABOOM! IT'S ALIVE! IT'S ALIIIVE!

**Sandvich King** · 01-16-2012, 02:19 AM

> Be the classy seadweller

Your name is DOMARA RELOSA.

You are 7 sweeps old. Your VIOLET (#6a006a) blood makes you a SEADWELLER, very close to the top of the hemospectrum. That's the way it is and that's the way it's supposed to be. You sure don't complain, and you believe that no other trolls should complain about their lot in life either.

You live in a large partially-submerged hive not too far from the coast with your ELECTRIC EEL lusus. Like all lusii, she isn't capable of verbal speech, but she's still clever and knows how to get a point across. She strongly insists that you set a good example and act your class, and her ideas have definitely rubbed off onto you. She has got you into BOOKS on ALTERNIAN HISTORY, POLITICS, and ETIQUETTE. You're a very quick learner, so absorbing this stuff is no problem to you. You suppose you should thank her for making sure you're so well educated, since you'll be prepared for the responsibilities of someone in your position. She's also very protective, and always follows you around the ocean, threatening to shock anyone who looks like a threat. It took a lot of convincing for her to let you go on land for the first time only a sweep ago, after you finally convinced her that you'd always get "the last say or the first shot" when dealing with lowbloods. She also makes sure that you're proficient at using your XBOWKIND Strife Specibus. It doesn't have very long range underwater, but then again what kind of projectile weapon can go very far in the ocean? Despite your appearance, you're stronger than you look and you can hold your own in a fight.

You still like to read fiction and nonfiction when your lusus isn't "training" you, and you sometimes write and draw too. Other interests include solving puzzles, going out for a swim, and occasionally going on Trollian to chat with others. When interacting with other trolls, you often come off as a snooty knowitall. Due mostly to your lusus, you are a staunch hemoloyalist and you believe that blood castes are an important and necessary part of society. Alternia would fall apart without it, and anarchy would be the worst possible outcome. You feel it's your duty as a highblood to uphold the hemospectrum. In order to keep this system in place, everyone should accept their place in it. Basically this translates to "lowbloods should not complain and give you proper respect since you're superior." You are quick to confront anyone who directly argues against the system. You are kind of a BLUH BLUH HUGE BITCH in that regard, but hey, that's how it's supposed to work, right? You can be a bit NOSY too, and can sometimes get caught up is stuff that isn't your business. Regardless, if you do make a friend or fill a quadrant, you remain very loyal to the other troll involved. You also are not prone to starting an unjustified fight, even if you see several reasons one COULD be justified.

You could go on and on about this hemoloyal stuff, because that's what you truly believe in. Right?
RIGHT?

Oh, who are you kidding. Sometimes you think you are just being what Eelmom wants you to be, not what YOU want yourself to be. Sure, you know why the caste system is important, but does it really mean you have to be mean to landdwellers? Sometimes it feels like it's forced. What if you don't want to be seen as a stereotypical highblooded bitch? Well, good luck with that. Old habits die hard. Being raised with such a strong superiority complex, you often can't help it. Currently, the hemoloyal knowitall Domara is the true Domara, and you are having very little success changing that. At the rate you're currently going, you'll probably remain a loyalist for the rest of your life and possibly end up pretty high on the empire's chain of command. You guess you should be okay with this. It's not like the future of the troll race is about to suddenly change.

Your FETCH MODUS is set to TRIVIA. You can retrieve an item if you know the answer to a generated question. If not, there's a time delay before your sylladex will let you try to answer a new question.

Your TrollTag is conditionedCuriosity and you sometimes tenD to make youR pResence known.

If you ever play SGRUB, you will be the WITCH OF LIGHT. Your planet will be the Land of Islands and Whirlpools.

TL;DR

**Veriama** · 01-16-2012, 03:16 PM

oh god so many trolls!! i'll likely go back and add to a few of them but i figure i should get it all posted now (rocior and savari are denri's, not mine)

> Be the Leader.

Your name is ROCIOR IRAMAL and you are going to wreck someone's shit.

Your trolltag is calamitousReprisal and you seem pretty calm on the surface, as¡de from your overuse of curses and exclamat¡on po¡nts. BUT THEN YOU GET ANGRY

If you were to play SGRUB at any point in time, you would be the ROGUE OF HOPE in the LAND OF STONE AND HAZE.

tl;dr

> Be the- oh wow. What happened?!

Your name is TOBIAS VISHAN. And holy shit, YOU'RE more than a bit mangled.

Your trolltag is motorizedMerriment and you type 1N /A L0UD /AND SL1GHTLY -BEEP- R0B0T1C F/ASH10N! =:D

If you played a CERTAIN GAME, you would be the BARD OF VOID in the LAND OF VELVET AND EMPTINESS.

tl;dr

>Be the girl who has no business associating with these people.

Your name is MAZURE MIEVEA, and you would really rather being called MAZZIE.

Your trolltag is impelledEngineer and YOU mmanage to seemm a little. LOUD.

If you played SGRUB, you would be the WITCH OF DOOM in the LAND OF TERROR AND TRANQUILITY.

tl;dr

> Be the other girl.

> The insane one. Yeah.

Your name is SAVARI GELACI and you used to be important.

That is, until that UNGRATEFUL WHELP hatched and took your position! You used to be the HEIRESS, when you were younger. Of course, it didn't last long. Most things don't- around you, at least. You are quite FIXATED on your past position of prominence, and you're INCREDIBLY ENVIOUS of the new heiress. When she was born and the other nobles kicked you out of your POSITION, you were... distressed.

Okay, that is DEFINITELY an understatement. You are INSANELY COVETOUS, and pretty much destroyed your own SANITY. At this point, you have a childlike NEED to have anything that ANOTHER TROLL has that you don't already own. This COMPULSION often drives you to acquire the item in question by ANY MEANS NECESSARY. Including killing the owner and taking it. ESPECIALLY killing the owner and TAKING IT. Of course, that is your last method- until that point, you attempt every trick in the book to PERSUADE the other troll to GIVE YOU what you want. Begging, threatening, pulling rank because of the HEMOSPECTRUM- all of these are valid ways to coerce your "opponent".

When you aren't STEALING SHIT, you have an airheaded, CHILDISH mindset- often getting lost in the same location multiple times, for example. You have a PENCHANT for RANDOM VIOLENCE (and sandwiches), often killing random trolls or setting things on FIRE for "funsies". You are a member of ROCIOR'S GANG, which provides you with a STEADY SOURCE OF AMUSEMENT- after all, they give you an excuse to BLOW SHIT UP! Really, when you're on a violent spree, you DON'T CARE who you kill, as long as you get to kill someone!

Plus, the only troll you've managed to NOT MURDER HORRIBLY yet is also a part of that gang. You have a sort of "sibling" relationship with him, treating him like you would a LITTLE BROTHER or PET DOG. You wouldn't really be capable of distinguishing between those two treatments, even if you did know what a brother was. You often make him PRESENTS out of items you stole, in a childish display of AFFECTION.

Your trolltag is rapaciousEnforcer and you type :) in a way that somehow, someway manages to be creepy and cheerful at the same time, yes!

If you played SGRUB, you would be the THIEF OF HEART in the LAND OF FIELDS AND SPIRES.

tl;dr

> Wait, there's another one of these dudes?

Your name is EMANIS RAVEDO.

...And the next person to call you CRAZY gets five across the face.

Your trolltag is panopticScelerat and You type in a way that bbetrays your emotions... just bbarely.

If you played SGRUB, you would be the PRINCE OF SPACE in the LAND OF GLOOM AND FROGS

tl;dr

> Be the team pe- oh what?

Good lord.

**satireHangover** · 01-16-2012, 10:44 PM

> Be the narcissistic anonyblood.

Your name is Nanara Turqis, and you weren't always this way.

No, in fact, you were quite the sociable type. That is, before the 'incident'. You had been a rather highblooded individual. A tealblood, to be exact. Now, you weren't much of a Hemoloyalist, so you came to disrespect the common higherblooded individual that would likely harass a lowerblooded acquaintance. Unfortunately, that had all changed before you had begun wandering through the desolate swamplands. You had gotten into quite a large argument with a group of higher caste members, and you had raised the stakes far too high. You eventually decided to flee from the public and go into hiding. Little did you know, you would be marching through the muddy swamps for perigree upon perigree. Once you had finally gotten an "all clear", you decided it would be best to also hide your blood color, seeing as the higher castes had already seen it spill. As far as your attitude goes nowadays, you're a bit snarky when society attempts to question your anonymity.

As for your interests and hobbies, you seem to have taken quite a liking to sculpting. You specialize in demeaning Hemospectrum pieces.
Your small hive is lined with statues of the higher caste individuals that live to torment and harass you. Although, for the public eye to see, you also sculpt things that are not frowned upon on a regular basis. You also have a soft spot for fashion, which is not particularly normal for one of anonymous blood color. You, however, would disagree. Just because you have hidden your blood color away doesn't mean you have to be all dull and dark, right? Your seemingly contradicting traits seem to gather quite a lot of attention, as well.

Regarding your love of fashion, you also design your own outfits. You have several clay mannequins covered in various outfits, piles of lace, so on and so forth. As for the demeaning sculptures in your back room, that's where the monstrosities go. All of your joke ensembles have been covering them up for ages. You also dabble in painting and part-time fine wine consumption with your kismesis. Also, you participate in some casual roleplaying here and there.

Obviously, you also have a knack for casual snark, sarcasm and the occasional case of paranoia. Although, your paranoia is easily justifiable. Wandering in the beast infested swamps will definitely do that to any sane troll. Your sarcasm is usually just for laughs, frustrating someone is undoubtedly one of the things you have successfully accomplished several times over. It is honestly one of the abilities you are most proud of and you, on more than one occasion, have boasted about it in private.

Regarding your hive, it seems to be a simple, small shack. As stated previously, your many sculptures are in a line, wrapping around the entire area. Your lusus, unfortunately, is deceased so she does not inhabit the space with you. It's a shame, really. You arrived one night and she was buried under a pile of rubble. You have your suspicions that it may have been those goddamn highbloods, but then again it may just be that aforementioned paranoia. You do miss Cowmom ever so much, and you even built a statue in memory of her, what with all the free time you have. It has it's own special place, in a small shrine just on the second story. But, perhaps, it makes you seem a bit wackier?

Your Fetch Modus is the Lace Modus, you simply have to thread the given design together to recieve the item.

Your trolltag is satireHangover and Y{ooo}u simply cann{ooo}t get rid {ooo}f this quirk!

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**momatoes** · 01-17-2012, 07:34 AM

Where do all these trolls even come from?
Summing up the Jan. 2-15 trolls!

Be the chemistry-loving mutant, DISCIM USCHEL.
Be the paranoid suck-up, SYOGAN NOIQUE.
Be the artsy fartsy philosophical tealblood, THERBER ANOIAT.
Be the lowblood with visions of the past, MOURIN LAETUS.
Be the unbreakable poker face, ZERTAM ETASHI.

Be the broken troll with a fake voice, SUNAHT WHYSPE.
Be the dude who sees dead trolls, ESQUEL VESPILO.
Be the narcoleptic forgetful seadweller, NAHVUL RYCHLO.
Be the Vegas addict! No, wait, FAOSHA CYMHEL.
Be the underling who deserves to be promoted, HARRIS RAHOSE.

Be the angry disgraced officer, ROMEDA CASSIO.
Be the cutesy psycho, RIYOLA MILLIAN.
Be the lazy *CENSORED*, OLAIVE SWISSE.
Be the troll trapped outside of sanity, AILLIS LYDERA.
Be the talented hunter-seadweller, CHELON ELACHI.

Be the hot stuff (literally), TREBUS STREER.
Be the stealthy troll, SHREDI ENEJIS.
Be the unintimidating coward, KAARST SHRAND.
Be the well-known badass, SOLITH FALRIM.
Be the troll with quirky interests, CREEVA VUPARI.

Be the fearsome highblood, SHRIOS NEUCSA.
Be the fan of Troll Japan ninjas, LEONEL VARJAS.
Be the aggressive indigoblood, HARDES SKYLIA.
Be the allergy monger, MARIMO DULCII.
Be the timid seadweller, DJOVCA RAIBAR.

Be the impulsively violent highblood, VESSAE COTTLE.
Be the bestest crypt raider, ZAKKAY HAVEN.
Be the wuss who's fond of stars, DEVEII TOREEN.
Be the rainbow drinker cultist, TALWAR RAMSAX.
Be the unstable tea-sipper, LEISTE KARSEL.

Be the bitch stuck with her shitty life, VAESIA BONHEU.
Be the stressed-out biologist, LARACE BRUTET.
Be the cadaver collector , MINORA SOTARE.
Be the cacti desert dweller, LEKISE YSHENKA.
Be the cheerful fashion addict, MOSLIA YINYUE.

Be the <profile in progress>, CHEEKA LALAYA.
Be the expert in graverobbing, CAELIF IDIDAE.
Be the seemingly-innocent 'blueblood', SKATHI RECKAM.
Be the evil and insane sociopath, ARCNEA SHATHA.
Be the well-mannered isolationist, WLASNO POSZAN.

Be the law enforcing nutjob, HORIAT TREBUX.
Be the veteran biplane pilot, FEIRYA NAVION.
Be the reclusive yet aspiring leader, SARLAS SIMBAS.
Be the forgetful groomster, FURNES LETHEN.
Be the extravagant business mastermind, PATRIG HALCYX.

Be the euphoric maker of... body parts…, CAEDES VESANU.

Statistics for the Statistics God
47 trolls in 14 days by 35 trollers.
Majora878 posted the most trolls - a new record of 7!
And, surprising nobody, the average hue is still the same old Fun Green.

**temporalTrickster** · 01-17-2012, 09:00 PM

> Be the descendant of a mass murderer.
how abou7 some7hing else? some7hing less in7imida7ing.
> Be the insane pyromaniac.
wai7 wha7? le7s 7ry 7his one more 7ime...
> Be the orangeblooded thief.
7ha7 is so much be77er.

Your name is FLACAR SEMNAL, and you are a TROLL of five solar sweeps. (And a bit of a FLIRT, to be perfectly honest for once. After all, you're normally known to... STRETCH THE TRUTH a bit.)

You are one of the BEST THIEVES you know. You are among the ranks of the main character in THE JADEBLOODED THIEF WHO STOLE FROM THE HIGHBLOODS AND GAVE TO THE LOWBLOODS, a.k.a. Trolling Hood. That was a great movie, at least to you.

Although the main reason you steal is because of your LUSUS. Birdmom has this weird habit of eating BOOKS; she thinks eating them will make her live longer. Whatever. Anyway, if she could, Birdmom would get them herself, but most don't take kindly to having a HUGE FREAKING BIRD invading their hives. So she makes you steal them instead. You've probably stolen over 400 books for her since she flew off with your little grub body.

Besides, she's already eaten every book in your TINY SUBURBAN HIVE - except Trollock Holmes. He's too awesome to be eaten by a huge fire-breathing psychopathic featherbeast. Therefore, you have that book in a fireproof safe.

You wish you could READ MORE BOOKS. Except you can't really read at night, which is when you have to get Birdmom's daily feast. (The sun burns your skin, and you don't have night vision.) So instead, you prefer to practice fighting with your MILDLY SHARP DAGGER on your old plushie beasts. You also download MOVIES illegally over the TROLLTERNET.

To be honest, you also DON'T REALLY GIVE A CRAP about the HEMOSPECTRUM. You know it's there and all, but you don't treat highbloods like they're the freaking Empress. (Unless they are the Empress, of course.) You still follow orders (albeit reluctantly), but you think everybody should be equal. After all, you don't want to be culled for disobedience.

If you were ever in a SGRUB session, your title would be the Thief of Life, you would dream on Derse, and your planet would be the Land of Pyramids and Rebirth.

Your trolltag is ghostlyBandit and you 7end 7o have 7rouble saying a cer7ain le77er in 7he alphabe7.

(tl;dr below spoiler.)

**Weeaboo** · 01-18-2012, 03:12 AM

>Be the dapper gentleman that will rival many.

III would ppprefffer ifff you did not say that, someone will get angryyy.

>Be the dapper blueblood with an affinity for music.

TTThat is much betterrr.

Your name is ANCOIS NIPOHC and you are 7 sweeps old. You haven taken a STRANGE INTEREST in music and have been composing piano pieces for quite some time now. You have chosen to wear clothing that FITS YOUR CAST rather than wearing some of the old drab and dreary that many trolls wear. In the end, you feel rather OBLIGATED to do anything a higher blood tells you to do. The opposite is for the LOWER BLOODS, whereas you speak highly of highbloods and would rather not speak with a lowblood. Although, knowing this planet, you may have to TALK TO LOWBLOODS at some point in time.

Speaking of a strange interest in MUSIC, you would rather be playing a piano than anything right now. However, as according to your lusus, you are required to SPEAK WITH HIGHBLOODS for a reason you do not know. Perhaps he's trying to make you GET FRIENDS? Who knows! Back to music now. As it has been said, you have been COMPOSING PIANO PIECES for quite some time and would call yourself a novice still. This is very saddening to most trolls who have heard your music, as they call you a GENIUS PIANIST and would rather you speak highly of yourself as well. This goes against what you believe in, however, so you would rather think of it as JUST A HOBBY for now.

When it comes to the caste system, you would rather ASSOCIATE YOURSELF WITH HIGHBLOODS than with anything lower than a blueblood. In fact, you have been known for culling quite a few greenbloods that thought it was FUNNY to disrespect your music. This does not trouble you, thankfully, as you simply DO NOT CARE. Some would call this crude, but it is NECESSARY for someone of your cast to tell the lowbloods that they should ACT RIGHT in the presence of highbloods.

Oh, your lusus. He is a small MAGPIE and sometimes sings with you as you practice the PIANO. He may be small, but he can be very ANNOYING. He has been known to TAKE YOUR HAT for no reason and hide inside of it! He may think it's funny, but it's NOT FUNNY to you. He always leaves the hat DIRTY AND STINKING with whatever he had been dragging it through. This is also something you would RATHER NOT speak about at the time.

Instead of having something SILLY AND STUPID, you use batonkind. You use a baton that has a SHARP END to stab your enemies. This confuses many enemies at first, but they soon LEARN IT'S LETHAL. You used to use RIFLEKIND but many trolls seem to be using close quarter weapons, so you set that one aside for EMERGENCIES. Emergencies such as another enemy that is RUNNING AWAY LIKE A COWARD. It is quite fun to watch as they fall from a SUDDEN BULLET shot from a hundred meters away.

Your fetch modus is ORCHESTRAKIND. In order to obtain an item, you are given a SPECIAL BATON to sway and swish around as you ORCHESTRATE a symphony. This is simple and yet it also PRODUCES CALMING MUSIC that keeps most enemies from doing anything. MOST enemies, you see. Sadly, there is a downside. If you do not orchestrate the song correctly, you must try again with a HARDER SONG. This is both troublesome and TIRING when you keep messing up. At least it RESETS after a whole night, right?

Your troll tag is overfewHymn and you SSSpppeak as ifff you are ppplaying the pppiano right nowww.

**PriffyViole** · 01-18-2012, 08:05 AM

(Sorry, thought this was the critique thread.)

**Silvy** · 01-18-2012, 10:26 PM

>You should be that one brownblood who's all beat up! That sounds like fun!
sure sounds like ich!!!! maybe we should be!

Your name is SELVON CELRAR and you are almost ALWAYS beat up.

Its ok though! You are currently 7 1/2 SWEEPS of age, although you guess you don't look it. Your main interest is EXPLORING, because all the jungles around your HIVE are so exciting! You want to figure out the entire layout! Sometimes you MAP out where you've been, and you hope to compile all these maps into one HUGE MEGA MAP of the jungles.

Due to your constant exploring, though, you tend to get a bit BEAT UP, in terms of tree branches hitting your EYE. Its ok, though! You've been practicing MEDICINE lately, trying to get better at it so that you don't have to regroup at your hive as often. So far, you don't seem to have the SKILLS to remember common cures and how to help heal up your bruises and stuff. That's OK, too! You see, since you happen to be the BEST TROLL EVER, you were blessed and given a power that helps to DULL PAIN. Although, you have felt PAIN before- a lot of it, it was not pleasant- and, have noted that you usually feel the most pain when the wound is REALLY DEEP and/or if its a BROKEN BONE. You also tend to get SORE every other week or so, which is a PAIN because you can't do much without going 'OW'.

You don't like to stay still, obviously. ALWAYS gotta be moving! ALWAYS gotta be doing SOMETHING, at least. Even if it is just sitting there DRAWING seamonsters on tables with a permanent marker. Did you mention you're pretty FANTASTIC at art? No? Good, its because you're really SHITTY at it and the most you can do is draw really SHITTY SEAMONSTERS all over the maps you make. Because, obviously they are there, duh. ANYWAYS, back on point. You don't like to sit still! And if that means getting in a FIGHT, that means getting in a FIGHT. You, honestly, find fights REALLY AMUSING. Your AMAZING POWER tends to make them just fun little things you do when you're BORED, and seeing other trolls get FRUSTRATED at you is really funny, duh.

In a FIGHT, you tend to move very QUICKLY, AVOIDING and DODGING most hits. Which is OK with you, because it gives you more of an opportunity to LAUGH at the other troll when they get FRUSTRATED. Which... Isn't very smart of you. You aren't very SMART, actually. You just like to pretend you are. ANYWAYS! You do sometimes actually, you know, GO TO FIGHT BACK, and when you do, you like to PUNCH them as hard as you can IN THE FACE. Your BRASS KNUCKLES help, too! They're pretty great.

In terms of PERSONALITY, you tend to be a bit HYPOCRITICAL in the way you act. You always want to be nice to your friends! Even if you don't have very many, but that's only because you have issues with keeping your mouth closed! You're working on it you promise! You have some issues with your TEMPER but that's just because your forgetful LUSUS never really taught you SELF-CONTROL. Due to that, you kind of have a hard time keeping a hold of your MONEY, as well. You're pretty good when it comes to RULES, although sometimes you'll DEFY them to seem EDGY and COOL. You've also always had this DREAM of being a HIGHLY INFLUENTIAL member of society, although since your blood is BROWN, you don't really get to ever live out that dream. Ever.

Your HIVE, as previously stated, was located within the midst of a VERY LARGE jungle, why you chose that spot out, you'll never know. Its kind of hard to get around sometimes! The ever-present hazard of slamming your FACE into TREE BRANCHES has been more of an issue lately, and you think your eye might be swollen up PERMANENTLY. Oops. Your LUSUS, a SNOUTBEAST, or as the highbloods would call it, a TAPIR, tends to be pretty OK with whatever you do, so you just kind of leave him alone. He leaves you alone too. It gets kind of lonely sometimes, but you deal with it.

Your QUADRANTS, as of now, are as deserted as the MOONS. You aren't sure if its your looks that drive people off, or if its your temper, or maybe because you always tell them things about themselves in a rude fashion. Oh well! As for your fashion taste, you admit you could clean up once in a while. Not that it matters. You don't like to worry about things like that until it REALLY MATTERS. Like, when you get OLD. Eww.

You've recently downloaded a new program called TROLLIAN, which you guess is pretty ok! While online, though, you are known as insecureVoyager, and you have some issues wich chalking since your cheech have been knocked ouch by chree branches!!!!!!!

If you ever were to play SGRUB (whatever that is), you'd be the PAGE OF BLOOD residing in the LAND OF CATHEDRALS AND BLANKNESS. Cool!

TL;DR

**Sardonis** · 01-19-2012, 06:03 PM

==> Be the annoying orange--

==> OH GOD! Not that one! Let me finish! Annoying ORANGEBLOOD!

ET: PlEazEd to mEEt you, wont you guEzz my namE!?

Your name is TROGAN URBANE and you are 7.5 SWEEPS OLD. You have an UNHEALTHY OBSESSION with MUSIC and most of your tastes are NOT VERY GOOD. You like to PLAY THE DRUMS even though you are NOT VERY GOOD AT IT. You often QUOTE LYRICS of songs rather than thinking of anything INTELLIGENT to say. You have very FEW FRIENDS because of this.

You live in your HIVE with SCIGER, your LUSUS, who is a COCKATEGU. The two of you share a LOVING relationship and you even SLEEP IN THE SAME ROOM which people tend to find CREEPY. You generally act very CAREFREE and BORDERLINE OPTIMISTIC. However, you have LITTLE PATIENCE and often BLUDGEON THOSE AROUND YOU with your DRUMSTICKS for being ANNOYING, which is HYPOCRITICAL considering your HABITS. You also have the tendency to FUCK UP ROYAL.

You have a VARIETY OF INTERESTS outside of MUSIC as well. You are FASCINATED BY FLIGHT and often RIDE YOUR LUSUS as well as build FLYING MACHINES. This is your only true TALENT. In order to collect materials for these FLYING MACHINES, you often explore the RAINFOREST you live in. This has lead you to enjoy EXPLORING the many RUINS in the FOREST. You have also developed a bit of a fetish for CARNIVOROUS PLANTS. Nobody WANTS TO SEE THAT or HEAR ABOUT IT. What is WRONG with you? Although, who can blame you seeing as these DEVOUR all of the other CREATURES in the FOREST before you have a chance to meet them, leaving you LONELY. You keep some of them as PETS and they often EAT YOUR BELONGINGS.

Your fetch modus is the DISCOGRAPHY kind. Your things are sorted in CATEGORIES based on the SOUNDS THAT THEY MAKE and you must listen to every SOUND in a category and REPLICATE the sound of the ITEM YOU DESIRE TO FETCH. This is TIME CONSUMING and ANNOYING and yet you are too STUBBORN to change it. Your strife specibus is the LAXSTICKKIND and you STRIFE MORE THAN NECESSARY with whatever is around you, including your PLANTS, LUSUS, or BELONGINGS. You often BREAK THINGS in your FURY. This is probably out of FRUSTRATION from DEALING WITH YOUR STUPID MODUS.

Your LOWBLOOD grants you the ability of EMPATHY and you can often SWAY PEOPLES EMOTIONS. You only ever use this to BRIGHTEN THE MOOD, because being angry or sad makes you STUPID and VIOLENT. You do this with a VARIETY OF STARES and often WARN PEOPLE ABOUT STARES, BRO. On that note—PIERCINGS on a LOWBLOOD!? Unheard of! You PIERCED your EARS and LIPS with the help of your LUSUS (how does that even work? How high do you have to be--) in an attempt to show HOMAGE to your ANCESTOR, THE MINSTREL, who had a DREAM to ERADICATE THE BLOODCASTE SYSTEM. You are prepared to get ALL THE SHIT for this. However, unlike THE MINSTREL you know how to keep your MOUTH SHUT on the issue and let your PIERCINGS speak for themselves. If people ask you what they are for or question them, you often put on your DERP STARE and say you thought they LOOKED COOL.

Your TROLLTAG is etesianTambour and you type in a mannEr that ExixprEzzEz your ExixcitmEnt and impatiEncE!!

TL;DR

Name: Trogan Urbane
Blood Color: Orange #FF8C00
Trolltag: etesianTambour

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