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Your Demonic Servant Captain
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 Posted: Sun Nov 18, 2012 12:34 pm
Hello Everyone seems like this guild had recently become inactive ...Which I hate to the very core. I love this guild and the people who are active in it I have seen alot of roleplay in different guilds but never really seen a normal one for the fan trolls many people have created. I will do as much of creativity I can Let out to create a normal plot not a big one unless people like that. This is your lowblood heading out .... Edit:Remember If you going to start talking to each other please quote them them then type remember to remove the Quote Tree Dont know how too? here is a picture how too InstructionsMessage me if you need more help or better understanding
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Posted: Sun Nov 18, 2012 12:34 pm
Your name is Darkix Vandix you are a Rust blood troll but a different type of shade a lighter then a normal rust blood. You are very easily to be angered with but you can deal with it and calm yourself down well most of the time
You hate to admit he wants to protect everyone. He might yell acting like he dosent care but all he wants to do it keep everyone safe and happy Unlike other he can manipulate the shadows. How much you might not say but you think your name is just werid so you like to be prefered to as Dark instead of his read name. Most of the time you love to be random esspesily to your friends. You would get the most weridest things and just go overbored. ..... Enough talking to yourself. You dont give 2 s**t`s about the hemospectrum scale but you wish to treat everyone as equals despise the people who show off their blood.
What will you do now? - - - - - - - - - - - - You sit on your chair while facing the computer you type and type the day away getting bored you get up deciding who to talk to DV: Ugh, Who should I talk to today? While waiting for someone to come up to talk to you or waiting for yourself to get up and go towards a random troll to bicker with ==>
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Your Demonic Servant Captain
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Your Demonic Servant Captain
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Posted: Sun Nov 18, 2012 12:37 pm
You are in the lab where all of your troll companions meet up for the usual hang out. A few piles around the lab, some of your friends chatting to one another, and some just yelling at each other. You walk to your usual spot you scan the room seeing everyone one more time seems like no one is paying attention to you. You turn back to your computer and start typing what ever what was on your mind. You decide to do something more fun and time consuming
What will you do next? ==>
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Posted: Thu Nov 29, 2012 1:56 pm
Your name is KACHAT AMSLAT and you are the troll that other trolls are SCARED to DEATH. The reason why is because you have an UNUSUAL blood color. You are the only troll that is a RAINBOW BLOOD on Alterina. To hide you HIDEOUS blood color, you type in a CYAN font color. You are a pretty forgiving guy, but you get pissed off really easily. You have a fascination for SPACE and for some odd reason, EMOTIONS. You just don't really show emotions because it's just so hard for you! You don't know how other people do it, but it stinks. You proudly wield you trusty BRUSHKIND and your Fetch Modus is called COLOR PALETTE, which allows you to change the color of your object. If it is a food, you can change the food or simply change the flavor of your food item. Your trollslum is merryOblivion.
You are the MAGE OF TIME.--------------------------------------------------------------------
You sit upside down on the ceiling of you hive while trolling one of your ONLY friends on Trollslum. For some odd reason, she is about 1 hour in time ahead of you. You can't really do anything about that because this girl blocked you from time travelling because she doesn't want anyone to bother her. She immediately just absconded after a whole conversation about SKAIA.
MO: !s th!s go!ng to last forever?!
You ask yourself, you should really get new friends, but with this unicorn horn on your head, people immediately know who the motherglub you are! You head outside your hive and start jumping tree to tree until you find a hive millions of miles away from yours. Luckily, you awesome speed and and epic eyesight can last FOREVER! You wonder if you should go to that hive. Looks to you that it is the home of the LOWBLOOD. You don't know if your a lowblood or a highblood. You kind of think you're in either the middle or higher class because there is a bunch of highbloods you actually RESPECT you. So, are you gonna go to that motherglubbing hive or WHAT?!
>Inspect Hive
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Posted: Thu Nov 29, 2012 4:59 pm
==> Be The Timid Troll
Your name is FAYLIN WINORA, and you are something short of a JADE BLOOD. You have a soft spot for BEASTS, even though they often TRY TO KILL YOU. You're also a VEGETARIAN. Your hobby is WRITING. Writing is fun, shut up. Maybe someday you'll be a TROLL NOVELIST. ...Yeah, probably not.
You're pretty MYSTERIOUS, and kind of HARD TO ANGER. In fact you DON'T LIKE TO BE MEAN. When you do get angry, you usually handle your anger somewhere your friends won't see, because an angry you can get REALLY OUT OF HAND thanks to all your bottled up emotions. You kind of LIKE being the NICE ONE out of your group, anyways. Can't tarnish that reputation! You are EASILY FRIGHTENED and REALLY QUIET, and you actually don't LIKE TO TALK. You try to avoid FACE TO FACE conversation as much as possible, and when you DO TALK, your troll friends can HARDLY HEAR YOU BECAUSE YOU'RE SO DAMN QUIET. You just kinda like to stay in your own little world. You don't yell or talk at a normal tone. Ever. Unless under DIRE CIRCUMSTANCES. You wield a FLUTEKIND, which conveniently doubles as DAGGERKIND. Your TROLLIAN HANDLE is crypticFauna.
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You remain in your seat with straight posture, and black eyes focused on the screen in front of you. Your fingers hover over the keyboard, but you type no words. Your eyes graze over the handles of your friends on Trollian, before you decide against it and remove your hands from the keyboard.
You set them in your lap, one neatly over the other and turn your head to look at your friends chattering on about who knows what behind you. You're tempted to jump into the conversation, but you decide against it and turn back to your computer. Maybe you can work on your latest work, instead. Everyone seems caught up in their own conversations anyways.
You stifle a sigh and click through your computer to find your last saved file of the "book" you were working on. If you could sell these babies, you're almost sure you could make some profit off of them. You're a pretty good writer.
You click open the file of your last-saved page and read through the last paragraph once, before beginning your daily "avoid all the talking by writing a book" session. Sometimes you wonder why your friends even bother inviting you to hang out at the lab.
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Posted: Mon Dec 10, 2012 2:50 pm
==> Be the Aloof Troll
Your name is Kadela Luciel, you're a violet-blooded troll that takes full advantage of your gifts and doesn't mind pushing yourself to harmful extremes. You like to think you're afraid of nothing, but another part of you tells you that you're the biggest coward that had the shame of walking the bottom of the seafloor. You prefer to be alone to think, sketch, and write, and hate to talk about your own gifts but prefer to learn about others.
You carry around your trusty knife and wear several gold, dangly pieces of jewelry. It seems odd not to have these on your person at all times. In fact, if you didn't have these, you might just be a whole new troll altogether. On a day like this, you are also wearing your trusty black cardigan. It's so soft...
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It seems in the midst of the ******** of nothing that has been going on, you've dozed off onto your small laptop computer. You had been in a heated conversation with one of your friends, which had simmered down to a steady 'sdlgjjlpppppppppppppppp...' when you had fallen asleep on the keyboard. You're awake now, and itching to do something more engaging. You spot the shy troll writing, and decide not to disturb her, lest you frighten her to death with your stinking mediocrity.
So, instead, you lounge like a smug fatcatfish in your spinny computer chair and smirk at that lame reference to your origins.
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Your Demonic Servant Captain
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Posted: Mon Dec 10, 2012 3:09 pm
Sorry but copy and paste to The Lab sub forum .. For some reason its has more rp there lol
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Posted: Mon Dec 10, 2012 3:37 pm
Hopefully you'll be more diligent in the future about organizing this place... sweatdrop
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Your Demonic Servant Captain
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Posted: Mon Dec 10, 2012 3:41 pm
Ikr Have alot of things to do
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