Virtuebound- Limited Edition- Needing A Couple of Virtuous Lowbloods!
Seven Sins abound in the world, with Seven Virtues to counter them, as we all should know.
But what happens when a set of fourteen trolls exemplifying these morals get together to play a session of sgrub? Well, kind sir or madam, take a while to sit and spin the tale with me and we shall see....
-Please send me in a PM your character, along with the sin/virtue they are to represent. Images are optional, but feel free to include one if you have it!
-Whoever takes Temperance on the Virtue side takes team leader for the virtues, so make sure your temperance is a leader.
-I reserve a right to get rid of people as I see fit, so make sure that you’re sure to not go missing without a good reason, and also try not to be too difficult with others, cause that’s just rude.
-This ought to go without saying, but just because your troll is a virtue doesn’t mean that they have to be a goody-two-shoes, nor does being a sin mean that your troll has to be a villain! I like to see good variety with characters, so give me a character that will make me interested, that’s a big hint!
-Oh yeah, guys, please post your profile in the thread after you get accepted! I'm working on on for Chloie as well. We need to keep track of aspects and titles, after all. Keep in Mind the Hemospectrum Balance and Gender Balance!! Also It helps if you have another player already in VB to vouch for you!
Just a quick question!
Is there going to be more info about who's been accepted (Like profile TL;DRs or even just SGRUB titles so we can detect collisions)?
I like to take the existing lineup of an RP into heavy consideration when I decide whether to join and who to apply with.
Last edited by Sandvich King; 04-11-2012 at 04:51 PM.
Stuff Ahead:
Originally Posted by Andrew
The pumpkin exists. It always existed, and there was never any doubt it existed.
You eat the pumpkin.
Originally Posted by Andrew Hussie on God Tiering:
Option 1:
This is by having a waking self and a dream self, both alive. When the waking self dies on the quest bed located somewhere on the planet, the player’s dream self takes over permanently, assumes god tier status, and wakes up on the battlefield, while the waking self’s corpse lies dead on the quest bed thereafter. This is how John reached god tier, and how Jade did as well. (Sort of.)
Dave and Rose only had one life left. They’d both been killed by Jack, and then revived as their dream selves. They only had the other means of reaching god tier, which we knew little about. We only had Aradia’s example to speculate from.
Option 2:
It turns out, the other way involves another set of quest beds in the core of the moons of Prospit and Derse. Reaching god tier involves using the only life you have left, and dying on that quest bed. Then, rather than waking up as a god tier on the Battlefield, the dead body simply resurrects automatically, transforming then and there. This is the basic outline of the process, with some caveats from examples we’ve observed.
Yeah, I'm going to have the people who've been accepted to post their profiles as I get them accepted, then I'll start listing titles later. No need to worry~
Look at this conveniently centered signature. Click it.
KINDNESS > Be trapped in the past
/\/ey woah pal cool it!! yer cruisin fer a bruisin!/\/
> Be someone with "good" taste
/\/ah cut the gas already big daddy!/\/
AB sprite by Rai-CH!
Your name is Evelsi Falpre and you are SEVEN sweeps old. You've got MUSTARD BLOOD (#B2A600) and you're not at all with these odd trends of tonight.
Some may say you're stuck in the past, others might insist you're just trying to be a wretched form of hip troll. Those are the kinds of trolls you get into brawls with. You just happen to REALLY like hobbies and pastimes from sweeps long past. Your lusus, an ARMADILLO LIZARD, thinks you're just a twit who should try more to fit in, but your IDOLS would all totally suggest for you to rebel against that loser of a custodian! Yeah!
Armalizadad probably shouldn't have let you have that VINTAGE RECORDED SOUNDTRACK PLAYER if he had ever wanted to keep you more trendy, but it's far too late now. Once you first heard a song from it, you were hooked faster than a addict on some form of dangerous narcotics. You just had to know more about where this blessed music came from, and the internet was at your pudgy fingertips. Soon your hive began to FILL with an assortment of OBJECTS, ranging from posters of ROCK AND ROLL stars to STRINGED MUSIC DEVICES to velvet lined AUDIO ENHANCERS. Anybody who took issue with your odd obsessions either learned to deal with it or just called you a nerd and left. Many of them opted for the latter.
But hey, even you can't completely fixate you on dated music stars. So instead you opted to fixate on the culture of the sweeps they came from! Or whatever the culture seemed to be like from their time. Your sources on it are incredibly dodgy and vary wildly, so half the time you just make up what to act like. This seems to heavily involve drinking COPIOUS AMOUNTS of soft drink, all from one particular brand. You've even started up a collection of BOTTLES from said soft drink company, while using their odd "points" system to order even more junk to collect. Some may call you a HOARDER. You tell them to shut up. You also have an extreme fondness for SWING music and classic RUMBLES, and obviously the two go hand in hand. So much so that you've tried on repeated occasions to time a fight to music, but nobody ever follows your carefully charted choreography.
Being as painfully stuck in the past as you are, you're not quite as ANGRY or VIOLENT as your fellow trolls. This has earned you a few beatings by temperamental trolls looking for punching bags, but that's what regenerating teeth are for, right? Your more AMICABLE nature has, at least, let you earn a few more friends via the express route of not being a complete douchebag. Sure, they sometimes make fun of your habits, your hobbies, your rather small lusus, and other things, but they're FRIENDS! That's totally what friends do. At least in the movies you watched. Mutual berating always healthy! So are greased hair and leather jackets but you're not ready just yet to go that far.
Now, your position as a mustard blooded troll hasn't exactly earned you benefits. Sure, you could be lower. Which would be awful, just awful. But you'd really rather be at least a little higher up. You could afford so much more cool stuff that way! Those nobles got no idea how to REALLY spend their money, and if one of them just happens to leave their wallets unguarded.....well, your pretty sure they won't miss a few caegars. Your LOW status has also granted you a power...of a sort. It took a while to figure out, but you seem to be some sort of living battery. You can suck up the power from electrical appliances if you concentrate, then transfer the power to something else, or just give someone a nasty shock. It has become marvelously handy for yanking power from someone else's hive and injecting it into yours, thus allowing you to constantly play your beloved MUSIC at all hours. Your neighbors are not very happy about this, but they've yet to figure out it's you stealing their power.
Your strife specibus is, of course, fistKind. How else are you to get into the TOTALLY FOR FUN brawl? They certainly wouldn't tolerate you whipping out a nailboard or somesuch! Outside of those, however, you really would be happy not having to fight anyone. It's much more fun to DANCE the night away! To proper music, of course.
Your fetch modus, BOXING, plays a crucial part in keeping your skills sharp all the same! To retrieve an item, you must brutally pound a punching bag until it is deemed to be "K.O'd". The more durable the item you're trying to retrieve, the more of a beatdown the bag needs to receive! So far it hasn't caused any problems, but you never know...
If someone were to convince you to play some form of GAME, you would be the KNIGHT of LIGHT in the LAND of WIND and HEAT.
Your trolltag is inveterateProwler and "/\/ya prefer a lil less fight n a lil more spark yeah!?!/\/"
TL;DR
Name: Evelsi Falpre
Age: 7 sweeps
Blood: Yellow
Power: Electricity storage and discharge
Lusus: Armadillo Lizard
Strife Specibus: fistKind
Fetch Modus: Boxing
Trolltag: inveterateProwler
Quirk: 1950's slang, /\/ lightning bolts
Title: Knight of Life
Land: Land of Wind and Heat (LOWAH)
ollies outtie
Last edited by Overlard; 06-27-2012 at 07:58 AM.
Reason: EVELSI TIME
Overlard's menagerie of various things New Diet Plan: Hate-n-all
TOO GOD DAMN MANY TROLLS Gerrel once chased a blue blood through his hive on rollerblades while dressed as a swamp monster
Sessions
Hilariously out of context quotes.
Originally Posted by Blank
The idea that CIRRIN RUNFAR's stabbing is part of your hate foreplay makes CIRRIN RUNFAR feel dirty. Let's stop talking about this.
Originally Posted by Meimei
21:41 MeiMei: britception?
21:41 MeiMei: under the postulation that everything sounds better in british?
Originally Posted by Meimei
so naturally i'm the one on top now.
Originally Posted by Ocfos
[3:58:25 PM] Mike: Yes it is.
[4:02:07 PM] Mike: Breeding solve everything.
[4:02:15 PM] Mike: Just look at Africa.
[4:02:25 PM] Mike: Need help feeding the children? Get more.
[4:02:46 PM] Mike: Tell them to feed them.
[4:03:20 PM] Mike: And then you hvve a regurgilating suorce of energy
Your name is ZACKAR JOLNUR. You are 8.5 SWEEPS OLD, and have PURPLE BLOOD. YOU ARE A SEADWELLER, but your fins are too small and angular to be seen thanks to your ODD HAIR.
You are VERY CHARISMATIC, and tend to HIT ON ANYTHING THAT IS FEMALE AND ATTRACTIVE, because you LOVE DEM DERE CURVES MAN. Of course, often times it's just to see their faces react, though you don't mind pailing. YOU TEND TO WEAR SUNGLASSES A LOT because you rather not show your eyes.
Your lusus is a FLYING EEL that can TAZE anything it seems a threat. You see your lusus less as a parent, AND MORE AS A BRO.
You love making lewd jokes at everyone's expense, mostly because you love how they react. No real perversion is involved because FRANKLY YOU DO NOT CARE. Because of your blood, you are ON THE TOP OF THE HEMOSPECTRUM. However, you hate being formal unless fucking with someone, and as a result TELL EVERYONE TO NOT CALL YOU SIR. You hate the word sir. Unless you're using it.
Your trolltag is ceruleanAdonis, and Ya tend ta talk a li'l funny, nah? Kinda puts off the ladies, nah, nah?, and your STRIFE SPECIBUS is the pistolKind.
tl;dr:
Name: Zackar Jolnur
Age: 8.5 Sweeps
Sex: casual Male
Lusus: Lamprey Eel (Eelbro)
Fetch Modus: Stack
Strife Specibus: pistolKind
Title: Prince of Life
Land: Land of Storms and Clockwork
Consorts: Lizards
Sin/Virtue: Lust
Denizen: Hephaestus
Moon: Prospit
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Your name is Adinan Lymph and you are seven and a half sweeps old. You blood is a dark hue of blue, which puts you high up on the spectrum and part of the noble class. Your view on the hemospectrum is somewhat lax. You don't really care who you associate with, but when you need to you do tend to use your blood as leverage. You've found you have an easier time talking to trolls higher in the spectrum though. You have a hybrid lusus, which is part mosquito and part praying mantis that tends to try to scare you from time to time. Portions of your hair are also faded in color and have become gray. You have been told that you should dye it but you personally don't care.
You have a small variety of interests that you enjoy doing. You like to solve all kinds of puzzles and riddles, whether they be jigsaw puzzles or rubix cubes. You are a wiz at doing puzzles. You have also recently begun playing video games, as you now know that there are puzzles that come in that form. You read trollmance novels ever since you borrowed a book from a subjugglator and you tend to train with your weapon in order to stay fit for what you have to do.
You use axeKind as your strife specibus as you find them the perfect weapon for what you do. Over the years you have practiced with bigger and bigger axes, but of course you know that size isn't everything. As such you have obtained variations of axes to use. You have also been taught on how to use spears, though you do not have a strife card for them.
Now many trolls might wonder what you do, and it's a pretty simple answer as creepy as it is. You tend to deal with blood in a few different aspects. One of these is food for your lusus as it eats, or more correctly drinks blood. It is bigger than you so you tend to collect a lot of it. Because of this you have started a record of what types of blood you collect and have turned it into a giant puzzle of sorts trying to collect every single type of blood. You know that generally this is probably impossible, but it keeps you entertained. Due to a suggestion of a friend of yours you have also started studying about blood, learning the more specific details about it. Because of this you have gained a small amount of medical experience as well.
Because of dealing with so much blood and as well as where you live you wear a very long sleeve sweater. You don't mind it at all, as you would rather not get blood all over you, not that you usually do anyways. That is because the way you collect blood is through donations, which is why you like your blue blood. Being able to order someone to give you blood helps. Everyone doesn't do this so you will just cull other trolls for it if you need it. This has basically given you a system of not needing to cull as long as you get continuous donations from other trolls, and the fewer donations you get the more you need to cull to feed your lusus. You have been needing more blood due to your extra work though.
As for why parts of your hair is gray this is due to your lusus. When you first started your blood collecting you just fed trolls to your lusus. Sometimes you could not get enough blood as well, so your lusus would go into moods of rage and attack you. This has also caused you to have a small stock of paranoia due to both the attacks as well as the lack of sleep and nightmares you were subdued to. You tend to hide this as you don't want anyone to think you're a psychopath. These outburst have also left a few scars on your arms and body, another reason as to why you wear long sleeves.
On occasion you have moods of depression, though this has mostly disappeared as you have recently gained a few quadrants which has caused you not to worry as much. Not that it doesn't come with it's own problems from time to time. There is also another attribute about blood that you have now seemed to have gained from your lusus, which is tasting and drinking it. This probably makes you a borderline axe chopping blood collecting psychopath, but you don't eat sopor slime or anything like that so you think you're fine.
You use the Riddle modus, so anytime you wish to get something out you must solve a riddle. Your trolltag is enigmaticCumulous and you ten[) t() (re/\te senten(es /\s if y()u were putting t()get}{er /\ puzzle.
Your name is CIGNIS FATUUM. So far, nobody's made fun of the second one. Probably has something to do with their relative size. Quite frankly, you are fucking huge. You suffer from a rare disorder called Hemoira syndrome, one of the side effects of which is enhanced muscle growth.
Of course, that doesn't mean this disease is a good thing. For one, you haven't got complete control over yourself when you get mad. In fact, your emotions in general are in a weird sort of flux because they don't naturally 'cool down' like normal people, you cannot calm down unless you work the anger off. As a result, you've got a lot of ways to calm yourself down, and you've stopped taking most insults seriously as a necessity. You aren't opposed to killing people stupid enough to piss you off, but you are opposed to losing control of your actions. There are other side effects, for example, your senses all operate on a different scale, loud is painful and quiet is impossible to hear, but the main problem is just the lack of control.
You always wear your mask. For one thing, that's your symbol. For another, it's fucking creepy. If you're terrifying, people don't want to mess with you, or, they think you're a threat and specifically want to mess with you. It weeds out the weak and sets you up in fights with the strong, which is perfect for you.
You love fighting. Combat is your greatest skill and passtime, whether powers are involved or weapons or hand-to-hand, you don't care. You use it as a way to take out your anger, but you usually aren't angry at the other combatant. Anyone strong enough for you to consider fighting them is someone you respect. In fact, most of your friendships are based on the fact that they are good at fighting. Strength, mentally and physically, are the two most important things in life to you.
You use BLADEKIND, which only has a butcher knife assigned to it simply because you prefer hand-to-hand. It still has it's uses, mainly to access your CARVE MODUS, which forces you to carve a symbol representing an item into something that either is or was alive, like a wooden table, or a pumpkin. You don't see many of those though. You also like carving in general, you usually make wooden figurines in order to calm yourself down, before or after a fight, and sometimes just to pass the time. You're quite good at it, though you don't like to show it off, people would think you're "soft".
You are also a subjuggulator, but not a very good one. You don't kill often unless your disease forces you to, because if you kill, it means you can't fight that opponent again, and that's no fun. You also don't join in on any of this clown stuff, all you really do is drink faygo and honk sometimes, but your honks are too deep and forced. Honestly, you aren't trying as hard as you maybe should, but you haven't been called out on it yet.
Speaking of which, your tag is sleeplessHollow and Yqur wqrds are always bleedjng.
[01:44:15] Chase: I can sum up why the open roleplays I've been into worked in one single sentence
[01:44:40] Chase: people cared more about WHO their characters were instead of WHAT they were
Originally Posted by Captain Whosit
Originally Posted by scintillatingMoniker
why am I suddenly terrified now
Because you have common sense.
Originally Posted by Captain Whosit
Originally Posted by scintillatingMoniker
whosit the rest of the forum
With a freakin' shotgun.
Originally Posted by inexplicableSigns
"asdf." coherent like a boss
Verty: I was following my signature
Verty: which is supposed to be the order that I made them in but for some reason Joreak is up at the top now
Verty: I don't remember moving him there but okay
[S]: Ocfos: lol
[S]: Ocfos: He likes to be on top. B)
Verty: ...
Hello all! Cloten, be a good girl and socialize. *Kicks poor OC into the den of lions*
>Be the foul-tempered yellowblood
fu¢k off, ;'ll be who ; want...but yeah, that $ound$ about r;ght
Bloodbath active
You are now CLOTEN SPLAUT, one of the most FOUL-TEMPERED and IRRITABLE trolls on Alternia. Not that you were always this way, mind: But the loss of a beloved and dear friend to the drones during your fourth sweep has shaped you for the worst. Or, by troll standards made you better. Your bright-eyed hopefulness and innocence replaced with harsh words and an even harsher bite. Sure, you’re still fairly OPTIMISTIC, but not the blind blatant optimism you had as a wriggler. No, at 7.5 SWEEPS you have learned to keep your opinions to yourself, especially the ones that make you feel warm and tingly inside. Trolls are cruel beings, and they will always find a way to TEAR your hopes down. It is because of this you tend to say THE EXACT OPPOSITE of what you mean. Not that you care; everyone can go to HELL.
But despite your VICIOUS words, your actions didn’t seem to get the memo about being a complete BITCH. You have a bit of a SOFT spot for CRIPPLES, MUTANTS, and BROKEN THINGS. You stupidly go OUT OF YOUR WAY to protect the underdog, and usually get your ass handed to you because of it. The only reason you are still alive is due to your TELEKINETIC ABILITY. If you cut yourself, you are able to MANIPULATE the blood around the wound to SPREAD along your body and HARDEN, to form a defensive layer over the skin. It takes a great deal of CONCENTRATION, so it isn’t very helpful in surprise attacks. Usually you use your ability to GATHER blood on your hands and feet to have more of an EDGE in battle.
Your LUSUS is a BULL; but the stupid thing only runs into the WALL all day. Really retarded. It makes your HIVE a rickety mess though, as the constant head-bashing is making it quite unsound.It also pisses off the trolls under you, as you live in a hivestem.
Your modus is set to SMACKDOWN, meaning in order to get an item either yourself or someone else has to be thrown to the floor HARD. Why you have this shit modus, no one knows, but you do get thrown around quite a bit, so it isn’t too bad.
Your strife specibus is set to FISTKIND, as you tend to depend on your BLOOD to win fights.
If playing a certain game, you would be the MONK OF LIFE in the LAND OF VEGETATION AND SWINGS (LOVAS)
Your trolltag is bleedingPatchwork and your words are dr;pp;ng w;th v;¢;ou$ v;olen¢e and ¢utt;ng remark$
Tl;DR
Name: Cloten Splaut
Age: 7.5
Blood: Anxious yellow(#e4db2e)
Power: Bloodbath(able to use blood as a weapon)
Lusus: Bull
Hive location:Hivestem in Slums of city.
Strifespecibus: Fistkind
Fetch Modus: Smackdown
Title: Rouge of Life
Land: Land of Vegetation and Swings(LOVAS)
Trolltag: bleedingPatchwork
Virtue: Kindness
Quirk: replace i with ; , s and S=$, c and C= ¢
AB vault for convenience sake
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OOC pester is hawkTopus. bother me if thou wishes 8D
I'm up for doing Talksprite requests ^u^ Just ask man.
Your name is LYUBEN PRANAY. You are NINE SWEEPS OLD and you are HIGH AS A KITE. This is your normal state of existence, but you have a PERFECTLY GOOD REASON for choosing to be that way, thank you very much. You are a JADEBLOOD, a fact that you are very proud of. Other castes are a dime a dozen, but each jade is a UNIQUE AND SPECIAL SNOWFLAKE, and the unique and atypical are your main areas of interest.
The preoccupation with PSYCHOACTIVE SUBSTANCES was learned from your LUSUS at a very young age. Your lusus, an ELEPJANT with teeth of FLINT and a large, pipe shaped trunk, would chew upon certain SPECIAL HERBS, igniting them with his mighty flint teeth and blowing CLOUDS OF FRAGRANT SMOKE out of his trunk, from which you received quite a significant CONTACT HIGH.
It was a strange WRIGGLERHOOD, growing up STONED in the hive you dubbed STATELY LYUBEN MANNER, a large and well appointed estate seated in the middle of a TROPICAL ISLAND, but strange is your middle name (or it would be, if trolls had middle names) and you wouldn't have it any other way. Living in such affluence was a major part of what shaped your EPICUREAN world view: all you have ever known is COSNUMPTION and LUXURY, leaving you feeling empty whenever you're not doing something NOVEL and EXOTIC.
The epicurean mindset states that the pursuit PLEASURE is the true meaning of life,and that one should sample each an every experience that life has to offer. You follow this ideal to a tee, living your life steeped in OVERCONSUMPTION and EXTRAVAGANCE. From you LEISURE ACTIVITIES such as SAFARIING and YACHT RACING, attending HIGH CLASS PARTIES and participating in RIOTOUS DEBACUHERY, captivating your senses with all manor of PHARMACEUTICALS, engorging yourself on EXPENSIVE AND EXOTIC CUISINE, not to mention the UPSCALE LICQUOR of which you are so fond. DECADENCE is the name of the game, and you never stops wanting MORE AND MORE of everything.
You have a reason for why you OVERINDULGE yourself, however, and it isn't one that you gladly share with others. You were born with a RARE MUTATIOB, one which will not get you CULLED due to its relative INVISIBILITY, but which will lead to your DEMISE nonetheless. No SPECIAL POWERS or EHANCED APPENDAGES for you, instead your DNA has cursed you with a NERVOUS SYSTEM that will PROGRESSIVELY DEGENERATE as you age, leading to one or more of THREE POSSIBLE FATES: complete and total PARALYSIS, a VEGETATIVE STATE, or THE EVENTUAL SHUT DOWN OF EACH AND EVERY ONE OF YOUR ORGAN SYSTEMS. Whatever the case, you are as good as dead, and your DOCTOR (a young LOWBLOOD who promised to keep your CONDITION secret from the DRONES) has given you perhaps a sweep or two before you finall succumb.
So, in reality, the OPULENT, GLUTTONOUS LIFESYLE the enacting of your BUCKET LIST- although you would never call it that, how scandalous. Your motto is CARPE NOCTEM- SEIZE THE NIGHT! You treat each night as if it were your last, because for all you know it might be. Living in the moment means no ATTACHMENTS- no COMMITMENTS, no QQUADRANTS, no nothing. Instead you live only to COSUME more and more of everything in your sight, hoping to acquire as much PLEASURE and JOY as you can in the short amount of time you have left. You do not WASTE YOUR TIME on anything you find BORING or UNPLEASANT. The DRUGS, therefore, aren't merely there for pleasure, you also partake in them to DULL THE PAINS caused by your condition, and to block out any NEGATIVE THOUGHHTS that woulD impede you from enjoying your remaining life properly.
Such a lifestyle is not CHEAP, and despite your GRANDIOSE HIVE, you are still a MIDBLOOD, and thus were not born into any large quantity of WEALRH. Instead you gained your won your FORTUNE as a FLARPer. You have a HIGHLY ADVANCED MIND, with top notch DETECTIVE SKILLS, and you have utilized them to become an expert TREASURE HUNTER, acquirinf a substantial hoard of LOOT to fund your lifestyle.
You also use these skills in your dealings with other trolls, allowing you to perform COLD READS on anyone and everyone you meet. You consider yourself to be a masterful PSYCHOLOGIST, and you easily DELVE INTO THE MINDS OF OTHERS and find out what makes them tick, and sometimes MANIPULATE them into doing what you want.
Your STRIFE SPECIBUS is PIPEKIND. By putting various CHEMICALS into your pipe and blowing, it makes a pretty good WEAPON, whether a FLAMETHROWER or some other CHEMICAL SPRAYER- ACID, TEAR GAS, LIQUID NITROGEN, POISON, etc. are all at your disposal- as are a large variety of INDUSTRIAL STRENGTH PIPE CLEANERS (pipecleanerkind being your alternate specibus), as no WAY are you going to breath those in.
Your FETCH MODUS is the SMOKE SIGNAL MODUS. Each item you CAPTCHALOGUE is assigned a UNIQUE PATTERN of SMOKE SIGNALS, which you must REPLICATE with your pipe in order to release the items.
Were you ever to play a certain game (it's on your list of things to try before you die), you would be the MAGE OF BREATH in the LAND OF SMOKE AND MUSHROOMS, where you would be assisted by GREEN CATERPILLARS.
Your trolltag is hazyMadcap, and YOOO speak in a singsong, trumpeting sort of way, as your LOOOSUS taught YOOO TOOO.
TL;DR
Name: Lyuben Pranay
Age: 9 sweeps
Blood: Jade (#009949)
Sin: Gluttony
Lusus: Flint toothed pipe trunked elephant
Hive location: Tropical Island Masion
Strifespecibus: pipekind, pipecleanerkind
Fetch Modus: Smoke Signals (Have to blow a predetermined pattern for each item)
Title: Mage of Breath
Land: Land of Smoke and Mushrooms (LOSAM)
Consorts: Green Caterpillars
Trolltag: hazyMadcap
Quirk: Any "u" sound is written "OOO" unless the sound in question is spelled "oo" in which case it is "OOOOOO"
Uhm, fractalWizard, there is no reserving of spots, persay, as it is submitting a troll that's up to snuff. :T Sorry, but I'm just not a big fan of people reserving spots outta nowhere when someone else could have a troll that's just perfect out there.
Look at this conveniently centered signature. Click it.
Oh yeah I should post my girl huh? Still gotta update her sprite though.
>BE THE FOULMOUTHED LOWBLOOD WHO DOESN'T KNOW HER PLACE.
fuck off.
>BE THE REDBLOOD WHO DESERVES TO BE AT THE TOP OF THE HEMOSPECTRUM.
better.
Your name is ALSCIA CHIONI and you are NOT A LIAR. You just don't always tell the whole truth.
You are currently 6 SWEEPS OLD, but you think that you are 7 because your lusus never really PAID ATTENTION to you. Sometimes you seem OLDER because you are very TALL. You wish that you were more MUSCULAR so that you could hold your own in a fight better, but poverty and your power leave you little more than a WALKING SKELETON with skin. You are often mistaken to be MALE, and you get very angry when referred to as such. You avoid even dim lights and always wear SUNGLASSES because you have highly sensitive EYES and the light HURTS YOU. However, your LOW-LIGHT VISION is better than average.
You are a bit of a LONER. Other trolls usually ANNOY you, and due to your DARK RED BLOOD they don't give you the RESPECT you feel that you deserve. You try to avoid others for the most part so that you don't have to deal with being DISRESPECTED. You believe yourself to be BETTER than all other trolls you have to associate with, and you hate when they don't RESPECT you. This means that you are usually quite ABRASIVE and openly RUDE. You are even rude to highbloods, which tends to put you in bad situations. As you put it, you are a bit of a TROUBLE MAGNET. You also have a very FOUL MOUTH, particularly when you are annoyed. Underneath all of that, you are very CLINGY and somewhat POSSESSIVE when it comes to the friends and relationships that you do develop.
Like most redbloods, you have a sort of POWER. You wish that you didn't have your power, however. You can control ice, also known as CRYOKINESIS. A side-effect of this is that you ABSORB HEAT ENERGY. You cannot stop absorbing heat, though you have recently learned how to draw more heat into your body on command. Without a constant source of heat energy, you will DIE VERY QUICKLY. Due to your POWER, you are always COLD. You also hurt almost everyone you touch by taking their body heat. If another troll is close to you for too long, they will eventually FREEZE TO DEATH.
You have a significant amount of ART SKILL, particularly when it comes to SCULPTING. In fact, you believe yourself to be the BEST SCULPTER EVER. You sell your sculptures to make a living for yourself. You sometimes sculpt with ice, as it allows you to practice USING YOUR POWER, but more often you use clay.
You live in a DILAPIDATED SHACK that your lusus will often kick you out of when she gets sick of you. That's okay, because you tend to do the same to her. It is full of various SCULPTURES and BLANKETS.
You RESENT the HEMOSPECTRUM because you are at the bottom of it, naturally. You hate the color RED as a result. You wish that you were higher up so that you could have RESPECT, an excuse to be RUDE, and all of the CAEGARS you could ever want. That's all you want. You like to torment ANONBLOODS, as they are the only trolls below you on the hemospectrum.
You fight with a KNIFEKIND specibus, particularly with a small knife, the handle of which is wrapped in electrical tape. You have a SCULPTY fetch modus. When you want to get an item, you must sculpt something out of a very soft clay that resembles the item. If you sculpt something not in your sylladex, it creates a ghost image. However, you usually find it annoying, so you keep your most important items in POCKETS sewn into the inside of your cloak.
You used to want to fill your QUADRANTS for necessity's sake, only. A troll as AMAZING as you should Otherwise, you have no interest in romantic matters because it entailed INTERACTING WITH OTHER TROLLS. The only living creature you ever wanted to interact with on a regular basis was LYNXMOM, your LUSUS. She's just as SOLITARY as you are, therefore, you never have to interact with her.
You totally aren't DANGER-PRONE and your ABRASIVE NATURE definitely doesn't get you into a lot of TROUBLE with highbloods. The previous statement is COMPLETELY FALSE. You just do your best not to admit it. However, this conflicts with your policy of total HONESTY. So you amended your policy so that NOT ANSWERING doesn't count as LYING.
If you were ever to play a DESTRUCTIVE GAME like SGRUB, you'd probably have a planet called THE LAND OF SUN AND SNOW, and title yourself the X OF LUCK.
Your Trolltag is superioritySculpter and you emphasIse your SELF-centered nature by capItalIzIng ME MYSELF and I but otherwIse use only lowercase and end every sentance wIth a perIod.
TL;DR
Name: Alscia Chioni (al-SHUH)
Age: 6 Sweeps
Height(in Earth feet/inches): 5'11", and 6'2" counting her horns.
trollTag: superioritySculpter
Blood: Dark red (550000)
Lusus: Lynx
Planet: Land of Sun and Snow. (LOSAS)
Title: X of Luck
Strife Specibus: KnifeKind
Fetch Modus: Sculpty (Basically pictionary with play-dough.)
Quirk: emphasIses her SELF-centered nature by capItalIzIng ME MYSELF and I. ends every sentence wIth a perIod.
Message me for my skype if you want to talk ooc, I'm always on.
I do talksprite requests! Just ask!
Examples: [x] [x] [x] [x] [x] [x]
Mr. Always: I worship Katt's ass
Katt: Yup. Totally worthy of worship right here.
The Immortal Meme: hot damn katt
The Immortal Meme: The Immortal Meme paps Katt's fine bootay
Katt: Katt feels like a goddess
The Immortal Meme: ohhh katt oh
Mr. Always paps the holy rump
The Immortal Meme: What about the holy boobs
The Immortal Meme: can we lovingly caress I mean worship those as well
Overnightfuture: kassism
Overnightfuture: the worship of katts ass
Overnightfuture: but now that it is organised in some sense I will not partake
The Immortal Meme: Silvy would you like to join the cult of Kattism
The Immortal Meme: and worship the holiest of butts
Silvy: does it come with free cake
The Immortal Meme: maybe
Mr. Always: Anyone who doesn't believe
Mr. Always: Is a Kattheist
The Immortal Meme: no
The Immortal Meme: just an infidel
Overnightfuture: I'm a theist
Overnightfuture: I belive there is a holy butt
Overnightfuture: just not sure which one
Teslamagnetic Retardation: Wouldn't it technically be
Teslamagnetic Retardation: instead of Kattism
Teslamagnetic Retardation: Kattholicism
The Immortal Meme: Katt o holic ism
Mr. Always: Kattechismus
Mr. Always: The Kattmunion wafer
The Immortal Meme: Kattocalypse
[Mr. Always: "Drink this wine, it is my butt"
Your name is NEDELA HOLLIA. You are a BLUEBLOOD of about 7 AND A HALF SWEEPS. You live with your RATHER LARGE SWAN lusus in a WINDMILL HIVE. You are usually not like most other bluebloods, as you tend to be KIND, GENEROUS and OPPOSE VIOLENCE.
You have a near OBSESSION with SUGAR-FILLED SWEETS, especially PASTRIES. Sometime you bake your own, while other times you PURCHASE them. You believe that these sweets are what make you so ANNOYINGLY CHEERFUL, and that’s probably true. You like to give away your sweets to other trolls with the hopes that they will become JUST AS KIND as you are. There has been some speculation that you put SOPOR SLIME in your treats, and that’s most likely fact. You love BAKING and/or BUYING these sweets, and carry them around everywhere you go in your BASKET OF WONDERS. Occasionally you will DISTRIBUTE these pastries to other trolls FREE OF CHARGE, in the hopes that they will make them as happy as you are. This almost never actually works.
Most of your attire consists of STRANGE DRESSES and HATS. You also wear long socks, and your only footwear is in the form of LARGE, WOODEN CLOGS. These clogs make a lot of noise whenever you walk or skip around and they make your feet extremely sore, but you wear them anyway. The main reason why you wear all this strange attire is because they resemble the various things your ANCESTOR wore. Other than clothing and a few other small details, you don’t really know much else about your ancestor, and that’s probably for the best.
Other than the whole ‘sweets’ thing. You have a variety of other interests as well. For one, you enjoy DANCING. Most of the dancing you do contains some pretty BIZZARE PATTERNS and go along with EQUALLY BIZZARE MUSIC. Speaking of music, you enjoy listening to what can only be described as FOLK MUSIC, which most other trolls find very unpleasant.
Your Strife Specibus is clogKind, which is another reason why you wear those noisy, uncomfortable clogs. Of course, due to your mostly kind nature, you hardly use them for combat unless you have gone COMPLETELY INSANE. Thanks to all the CULLING you’ve done during your berserker states, you actually have some rather strong legs, at least compared to your weak upper body strength.
You use the BASKETCASE modus. Items are stored in a basket and then placed in a larger basket. The smaller baskets are arranged in the larger basket in order so that the item stored first is in the bottom and the item stored last is on the top. In order to retrieve an item, you must dig through all of the other items placed after the item you want. This can lead to the other items being damaged.
You have a rather heavy ACCENT. If there’s one thing you don’t like, deranged or otherwise, it’s other trolls MAKING FUN OF your accent. A few other things you dislike include your APPAREL being mocked and your BASKET OF WONDERS being destroyed or stolen. Other than that, you are pretty happy-go-lucky as long as there’s enough sugar flowing through your circulatory system.
Your troll tag is sacchariferousDelight and Jou tjpe in waj dat represents both jour accent and jour happjness!!!
tl;dr
Name: Nedela Hollia
Age: 7.5
Blood Color: Blue (#00539c)
Strife Specibus: clogKind
Fetch Modus: Basketcase
Lusus: Swan
Title: Witch of Rage
Land: Land of Gusts and Windmills
Quirk: Replaces y's with j's and th's with d's.
trollTag: sacchariferousDelight
Yeah
Fantrolls! Pester me at sudsyBefuddlement if you want to talk to one of them.
>…I would change that, but I suddenly realized I just don’t give a shit.
--[☮] …Fuck y[]u a[[.
You are now ELIZAN CHERRA, and you hate THE MAN. The man is, of course, that WOMAN, the EMPRESS. She thinks she’s so great, her and the ONE PERCENT. Did you know that only ONE PERCENT of trolls are highbloods? Neither did you. YOU JUST PULLED THAT OUT OF YOUR ASS.
Slogans, ideas for symbols, ideas for rallies… all of them sort of POP OUT, FULLY FORMED in your head. Usually when you’re STONED, which happens when you get DEPRESSED. That's the case fairly often, for reasons you’ll get into later. Anyways, you had this urge to protest against all the wars, because they’re DRAINING OUR RESOURCES, and harming the environment! Well, OTHER PLANET’S environments. But who gives a fuck, it’s the fucking ecosystem.
Man, all the stuff about alien genocide really pisses you the FUCK OFF. I mean, who cares if they have massive amounts of resources that your race desperately needs to survive? And attacked you first, like you hear in all the PROPAGANDA POSTERS? (Which also fucking piss you off.) They’re still people! Well, aliens. Look, it’s bad, okay? EVEN IF YOU CAN’T EXPLAIN IT.
Anyways, you’ve devoted your life to motivating others, working tirelessly to OVERTHROW THE GOVERNMENT, so that you can implement all of the social reforms you want, like FREE TUITION FOR TROLL COLLEGE, A DEMOCRATIC, SOCIALIST GOVERNMENT, (completely ignoring the fact that they never work) and AN END TO COROPORATIONS, which is silly because they really AREN’T THAT POWERFUL. But. You really hate them. For. SOME REASON.
Anyways, the only reason you haven’t been culled by now is your PSYCHIC POWER. It really bugs the shit out of you, though it also CONSTANTLY SAVES YOUR ASS. You see, while you are totally devoted to helping people, and motivating them to work against the government… your psychic power is that you INSTALL A SENSE OF APATHY in every troll you meet.
And you CAN’T FUCKING TURN IT OFF.
Maybe that’s why your LUSUS is so fat. She’s a giant HIPPO, constantly sitting on her ass and eating TROLL CHEETOS. Screw her. She’ll be the first to go once the REVOLUTION OF THE WORKERS COMES! Except you don’t work. It would get you all dirty, and YOU HAVE SHIT TO DO. Like…. Not be a productive member of society?
You suddenly DON’T WANT TO THINK ABOUT IT.
Anyways, your STRIFE MODUS is SIGNKIND. It’s only useful for signs. The strange thing is, the DAMAGE GETS MORE AND MORE POWERFUL the better the slogan painted on the sign is. It’s doing about as much damage as a dagger with FUCK THE SYSTEM, as much as a sword with a well-placed BUSH SUCKS BUTT (which you don’t get, since bushes don’t have mouths,) and can hit with the power of a battleaxe with the notorious SO MAINSTREAM. However, the more times you use it, the weaker it gets. Which sucks.
Your FETCH MODUS is the GREEN MODUS. It’s totally ECO-FRIENDLY, but has the slight drawback of being SUPER HEAVY, SUPER LOUD, SUPER SLOW, and frankly NOT THAT SAFE. Sometimes it just explodes, or stops working. The only way to fix it is to douse it with oil. WHICH YOU WOULD NEVER DO. EVER.
Doesn’t stop you from carrying a backup can around, though.
Anyways, you would totally deck Her Imperial Bitchiness if you could SEE HER. Of course, instant death would probably result, as the higher bloods are resistant to psychic powers. Oh well. Her TIME will come, eventually.
Your trolltag is dissentingInspiration, and --[☮] y[]u speak in a manner expressing y[]ur distaste f[]r t[-]e c[]nventi[]na[, and y[]ur desire f[]r peace and [-]arm[]ny. N[] matter [-][]w impractica[ t[-]at may be.
Last edited by Plush Von Plush; 04-20-2012 at 03:26 PM.
Most of the time, I'm not even on here. If I am, It's probably damn important, so pay attention.
Land of Hopelessness and Crushed Creativity (Beijing)
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Re: Virtuebound- Open for Business!!
Envy's open! That's actually my favourite sin, but I keep confusing it with Greed.
So just a quick question, Envy only wants what other people have, right? Or at least feel that he/she doesn't have what others have and think it's unfair to be that way?
My chumhandle is the exact same thing as my username.
Oh, what a poor, p-o-o-r, choice of words, w-o-r-d-s.
>Be our glorious leader.
Better, b-e-t-t-e-r.
You are now CHLOIE ROKUSS, a sea-dweller of the very best pedigree. Your high blood means that you are no stranger to luxury and riches, but this has not changed the fact that you have always had the desire to have more than anyone else, especially in areas of currency and material wealth. This has taught you how to properly use your whiles, both physical and conversational. You know that the trick is to lure them in, but never give, always have them under the illusion of getting closer to their goal. You are quite sure that you, yourself, CANNOT BE TRICKED.
However, there is one thing that you will waste all expense on: SANITATION. You are incredibly obsessed with having everything as spick and span as possible, and cleaning is possibly the exercise that you partake in more than anything else. The thought of something being DIRTY makes the bile rise in your throat, and your compulsion to clean surfaces rather easily no matter where you go. In fact, that’s precisely why your fetch modus is set to SCOUR, wherein you must completely clean the casing holding the item you need. Normally you would complain of having do to this every time, but your compulsion to clean overrides this.
As far as the subject of lusii go, yours is nothing especially fabulous, merely a larger-than average jellyfish, and, jellyfish being what they are, merely drift with the tide. And you, being your lusus’ charge, must drift along with her. Thankfully, your hive was made to be just as mobile. Your lusus doesn’t even realize that your hive is attached to it by a string. You and it just drift along, flowing with the tides, and damaging everything foolish enough to drift into its tendrils.
As far as smaller details go, you use the Bowkind strife specibus due to it being a very sleek instrument and firing an arrow allows for a clean cut. In a certain game of destiny, you will be the THIEF OF HEART in the Land of Locks and Heat, with pesky Raccoons for consorts. Your trolltag is tacticalDrifter and you have a tendency, t-e-n-d-e-n-c-y, to spell in order, o-r-d-e-r, to make yourself clear, c-l-e-a-r.
Look at this conveniently centered signature. Click it.
That would be me, would it not? About time too. But I am not jealousy prone, no sirree!
> Yes, precisely, it is you.
Your name is JULIAS SAEKRE, and you hate how EVERYONE has EVERYTHING better than YOU. Let's face it, you're an OLIVE-BLOOD (#416600). Goddamn, you wish you were at least a jade, but oh nooooo, fate has decided otherwise! It just so happened to place you in the most common slot on the Hemospectrum possible. Look at all those pompous blues and purples with their fat asses resting on plush cushions. Urgh. You wanted to be one of them. But you're generally AMIABLE when you are not busy ENVYING SOMEONE ELSE.
You are 7 SWEEPS OLD, and quite stealthy because of your blood colour. Your LUSUS is a CROW, whom you refer to as RAVEN, and she influenced you by giving you an urge to THIEF all SHINY THINGS. Together, you two are the perfect partners for crime. Sea-dwellers are just dripping with jewellery, they certainly wouldn't mind if one or two went missing. You're quiet as a hootbeast when it comes to robberies. But then again, that's because you LACK the ABILITY TO TALK. You were born with this disability, and there's absolutely nothing you can do about it. Well shit. Congratu-fucking-lations to anyone who can gab their think-pans off, eh?
Although you won't admit it, you're bit of a CRYBABY. You're really easily HURT, and you can be a SCAREDY-CAT at times. Although if anyone gets in worked up into a JEALOUS FURY, there will be NO MERCY.
Your HIVE is filled with ALL SORTS OF PRECIOUS STONES AND SHIT. You play the violin, but you're not that good. On the wall just beside your Recuperacoon you have a long piece of paper with PLANS. You update your PLANS daily, and you cross off the ones that you had accomplished. You have a lot of AMBITION. You also have some BOOKS, but then you get mad at how easy the things are for the characters and you THROW THE BOOKS DOWN IN ANGER. Nevertheless, you enjoy the tales to some extent. You also WRITE a whole lot, because of your SPEECH CONDITION. You have some old PLUSHIES that look liked KANGAROOS, you pretend that they're a CIVILIZATION. You used to FLARP, but then you RAGEQUITTED after some asshole beat you ten times in a row. You MURDERED him afterwards, and took his FANCY PENDANT THING as a PRIZE.
Your Fetch Modus is the DICTIONARY MODUS. You have twenty-six cards, one for each latter of the alphabet. You can choose to captchalogue things by their first letter alphabetically or by their last letter alphabetically. Man, it's kinda lame. Your Strife Specibus is RULERKIND, because heck, rulers are pretty awesome.
Should anyone invite you to play a game (Why would they? They're obviously too much better to give a shit about you.), you would be the PAGE OF VOID in the LAND OF TEMPLES AND RHYTHM. Your consorts are ARROGANT SERPENTS, screw them. Your Denizen is a weird beast called NYX. Your DREAM PLANET would be PROSPIT. You would PROTOTYPE your KERNELSPRITE first with your dead LUSUS, and then with your least favourite KANGAROO that was the colour of PUKE. The IMPS on YOUR PLANET will drop AMETHYSTS.
Your troll tag is liltingSilence and you have been told on a # of occasions that your quirk is > than confusing. You can't be bothered to change it, + you like how unique it is. Or @ least, appears to be.
)) sometimes when youre feeling negative you just troll yourself and drop the quirks and capitals. you like whispering to yourself. ((
TL;DR
Name: Julias Saekre
Virtue/Sin: Envy
Troll Tag: liltingSilence
Blood Colour: #416600
Gender: Female
Age: 7 sweeps
Height: 160cm (5'3")
Personality: She's friendlier around females than males. When she's amiable, she's light-hearted and springy. But when she's with males she likes to be a bit bitchy. And there are times when she's just seething with jealousy, and that's when she's angry.
Title: Page of Void
Dream Moon: Prospit (Can switch to Derse if required)
Lusus: Raven the Crow
Land: Land of Temples and Rhythm
Kind Abstrata: Rulerkind
Quirks
Replaces:
'and' with '&'
'at' with '@'
'number' with '#'
'percent'/'percentage' with '%'
'grist'/'boonbucks'/'money' with '$'
'sun'/'star'/'moon' with '*'
'up' with '^'
'more'/'bigger' with '>'
'less'/'smaller' with '<'
'add'/'plus' with '+'
'minus'/'subtract' with '-'
'under' with '_'
'equal'/'equivalent' with '='
When talking with self, she double-clicks her own name on her Chumproll, this creates a dialogue window with herself. She puts her messages to herself in reverse brackets, kinda like the OOC brackets. She doesn't capitalise anything when she speaks to herself.
Last edited by extraterrestrialAnchovy; 06-04-2012 at 07:35 AM.
My chumhandle is the exact same thing as my username.
As the pride player I am hereby taking over because obviously I am the best one for the job.
First decree is that Anchovy should get skype to join us all in the skype room for plotting reasons. I'm also announcing that I'm going to be away for a week starting in a few hours, and that once I get back, if anyone wants an altbound sprite who doesn't have one, I'll happily make one. You're on your own for normalsprites though. I don't like making them.
And since I'm leaving, I'll give leadership back to the fabulous Mei. (because I'll be gone for a week, totally, and not because this is her rp or anything, nope.)
Message me for my skype if you want to talk ooc, I'm always on.
I do talksprite requests! Just ask!
Examples: [x] [x] [x] [x] [x] [x]
Mr. Always: I worship Katt's ass
Katt: Yup. Totally worthy of worship right here.
The Immortal Meme: hot damn katt
The Immortal Meme: The Immortal Meme paps Katt's fine bootay
Katt: Katt feels like a goddess
The Immortal Meme: ohhh katt oh
Mr. Always paps the holy rump
The Immortal Meme: What about the holy boobs
The Immortal Meme: can we lovingly caress I mean worship those as well
Overnightfuture: kassism
Overnightfuture: the worship of katts ass
Overnightfuture: but now that it is organised in some sense I will not partake
The Immortal Meme: Silvy would you like to join the cult of Kattism
The Immortal Meme: and worship the holiest of butts
Silvy: does it come with free cake
The Immortal Meme: maybe
Mr. Always: Anyone who doesn't believe
Mr. Always: Is a Kattheist
The Immortal Meme: no
The Immortal Meme: just an infidel
Overnightfuture: I'm a theist
Overnightfuture: I belive there is a holy butt
Overnightfuture: just not sure which one
Teslamagnetic Retardation: Wouldn't it technically be
Teslamagnetic Retardation: instead of Kattism
Teslamagnetic Retardation: Kattholicism
The Immortal Meme: Katt o holic ism
Mr. Always: Kattechismus
Mr. Always: The Kattmunion wafer
The Immortal Meme: Kattocalypse
[Mr. Always: "Drink this wine, it is my butt"
Land of Hopelessness and Crushed Creativity (Beijing)
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Re: Virtuebound- All Slots Filled! Whoo hoo!!
Originally Posted by Kattily
As the pride player I am hereby taking over because obviously I am the best one for the job.
First decree is that Anchovy should get skype to join us all in the skype room for plotting reasons. I'm also announcing that I'm going to be away for a week starting in a few hours, and that once I get back, if anyone wants an altbound sprite who doesn't have one, I'll happily make one. You're on your own for normalsprites though. I don't like making them.
And since I'm leaving, I'll give leadership back to the fabulous Mei. (because I'll be gone for a week, totally, and not because this is her rp or anything, nope.)
Since when was the first line established :U
But yeah, I have Skype. So uh... How do I join in the room?
Lousy stupid default Chinese language settings.
My chumhandle is the exact same thing as my username.
Mr. Always: I worship Katt's ass
Katt: Yup. Totally worthy of worship right here.
The Immortal Meme: hot damn katt
The Immortal Meme: The Immortal Meme paps Katt's fine bootay
Katt: Katt feels like a goddess
The Immortal Meme: ohhh katt oh
Mr. Always paps the holy rump
The Immortal Meme: What about the holy boobs
The Immortal Meme: can we lovingly caress I mean worship those as well
Overnightfuture: kassism
Overnightfuture: the worship of katts ass
Overnightfuture: but now that it is organised in some sense I will not partake
The Immortal Meme: Silvy would you like to join the cult of Kattism
The Immortal Meme: and worship the holiest of butts
Silvy: does it come with free cake
The Immortal Meme: maybe
Mr. Always: Anyone who doesn't believe
Mr. Always: Is a Kattheist
The Immortal Meme: no
The Immortal Meme: just an infidel
Overnightfuture: I'm a theist
Overnightfuture: I belive there is a holy butt
Overnightfuture: just not sure which one
Teslamagnetic Retardation: Wouldn't it technically be
Teslamagnetic Retardation: instead of Kattism
Teslamagnetic Retardation: Kattholicism
The Immortal Meme: Katt o holic ism
Mr. Always: Kattechismus
Mr. Always: The Kattmunion wafer
The Immortal Meme: Kattocalypse
[Mr. Always: "Drink this wine, it is my butt"
Mr. Always: I worship Katt's ass
Katt: Yup. Totally worthy of worship right here.
The Immortal Meme: hot damn katt
The Immortal Meme: The Immortal Meme paps Katt's fine bootay
Katt: Katt feels like a goddess
The Immortal Meme: ohhh katt oh
Mr. Always paps the holy rump
The Immortal Meme: What about the holy boobs
The Immortal Meme: can we lovingly caress I mean worship those as well
Overnightfuture: kassism
Overnightfuture: the worship of katts ass
Overnightfuture: but now that it is organised in some sense I will not partake
The Immortal Meme: Silvy would you like to join the cult of Kattism
The Immortal Meme: and worship the holiest of butts
Silvy: does it come with free cake
The Immortal Meme: maybe
Mr. Always: Anyone who doesn't believe
Mr. Always: Is a Kattheist
The Immortal Meme: no
The Immortal Meme: just an infidel
Overnightfuture: I'm a theist
Overnightfuture: I belive there is a holy butt
Overnightfuture: just not sure which one
Teslamagnetic Retardation: Wouldn't it technically be
Teslamagnetic Retardation: instead of Kattism
Teslamagnetic Retardation: Kattholicism
The Immortal Meme: Katt o holic ism
Mr. Always: Kattechismus
Mr. Always: The Kattmunion wafer
The Immortal Meme: Kattocalypse
[Mr. Always: "Drink this wine, it is my butt"