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Micillia rolled 1 20-sided dice:
18
Total: 18 (1-20)
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 Posted: Wed May 11, 2016 3:53 pm
  Troll Name:Punkie
Roll: 17-18 - Amonee accidentally got confused and made a larger size of the drink you ordered! He gasps in horror but can't take it away from you now! Ha! Punkie took her drink excitedly. It was huge, just like her will. For some reason the juggalo was not tiring when others were. She winked at her writer, this juggalo had secrets, and no one was going to find them.
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ImaginationsParadise rolled 1 20-sided dice:
7
Total: 7 (1-20)
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Posted: Wed May 11, 2016 5:44 pm
Troll Name: Eridia Tsifer
Roll: 7!Eridia once again returned to the nightly grind in hopes to get some of that smoothie Psykgi gave her. The high blood had to admit, it was delicious, rejuvenating, energetic. Since the booth was temporarily under new management, she wasn't surprised they took so much time to get her order. Eridia sighed and took the signed picture of Psykgi out to stare at the note behind once more. North pier. Midnight. Candy. It only took three words to make Eridia's mind race. What could she possibly want? More attention or just to see who could drown the fastest? Another thought made its way to her mind. What if she knew it was her who has been writing hemo-anonymously on her advice wall? Hey, lowblood! What's taking you so long? Since you're taking forever, bring me some soup too will you?” Once her drink and soup arrived, Eridia took it to savour its sweetness. A flower petal touched her lips, causing her to stop drinking for a second. The high blood took it, looked at the troll behind the counter and gazed again at the petal. She had to admit it gave some sort of pleasent feeling... When she was done consuming what she had ordered, she looked once again at the petal on her napkin and, like a child, she wished she would win at whatever game they were playing. The teen later kissed the petal and blew it away.
SOUP IMAGE GOES HERE
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Green Minuet rolled 2 6-sided dice:
3, 5
Total: 8 (2-12)
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Posted: Wed May 11, 2016 6:32 pm
 Troll Name: Degras Tysson (Ephias Sagine)
Roll: Ephias spent a full minute talking to a wall, before he realised that the wall was not serving drinks. 
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Green Minuet rolled 1 20-sided dice:
4
Total: 4 (1-20)
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Posted: Wed May 11, 2016 6:34 pm
Troll Name: Degras Tysson (Ephias Sagine)
Roll: Wrong drinkToo tired to feel embarrassed, Ephias staggered over to the counter. Curiously, the troll was just working alone tonight. Even more curious was the distinct lack of snakes. Perhaps they were only for special occasions. “Where are... you. Your others.” He made a vague hand motion, then shook his head. “No, it's fine. Just... no colour. What's the word...?” He snapped his fingers as he tried to remember.
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KitsuneAura rolled 1 20-sided dice:
1
Total: 1 (1-20)
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Posted: Wed May 11, 2016 6:46 pm
Troll Name: Faithe Keeper (Etsali Azeban)
Roll: 1 - Amonee is so overwhelmed he starts to cry and you never receive your coffee, aww!There was something different about the coffee shop booth today. Something very immediately noticeably different. Gone were the bafflingly identical servers of all the other nights and instead there was a single boy, darker shade of green and none of what she'd assumed was just uniform markings. He looked a little familiar and beyond frazzled, and no wonder if he was here alone! Well, at least her order would be relatively simple, right? It wouldn't be too much trouble!
At least, that was what she'd thought until she'd actually gone up to make the order. Maybe she'd timed it wrong, had placed it right after a bunch of other trolls, or maybe the responsibility was just weighing on him, but whatever the cause, instead of coffee she got a very immediate tear-filled breakdown. Etsali startled, backing up a step from the counter and then casting a quick look around at all the stares she was getting.
"W-woah, okay, it's okay! I don't-" She made a face then quickly took back the step, reaching out to pat Amonee on the shoulder. "I changed my mind, I don't even need coffee, just- I'll just take my soup, that's all I wanted!" She took it quickly, lifted it lightly as if to say 'see?' and then slid it into her bag before looking back to him. "Are you going to be alright? I can ummm...carry an order or something for you while you...?"
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blackbird cake rolled 1 20-sided dice:
14
Total: 14 (1-20)
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Posted: Wed May 11, 2016 7:58 pm
Troll Name: Elidae Bonbon
Roll: 14Quote: 13-14 - Your name has been written on your cup with a fancy flourish and looks really nice! Who knew your name could look so pretty? Appearing at the booth... this was definitely not what she thought she would see. In fact, it was the last thing she had expected. The young greenblood named Amonee was manning Nucleo's booth today, but... how was he doing it all by himself? Nucleo and his clones had a tough time themselves. She felt so bad for him. After she ordered her drink, she took it with guilt and tried walking away after grabbing herself a jar of the chicken noodle, but something irked her. Nucleo was missing. That felt a little... odd. Yesterday, he even told her he had a cup waiting for her- not that she was expecting it, but it was such a nice idea to look forward to. She enjoyed his presence; he was so sweet and friendly! Elidae immediately took a u-turn walked back, seeking Amonee out when he seemed less busy.
"Heeey, Amonee! Where's Nucleo?" She questioned curiously, offering a friendly smile. "Thank you for the drink, by the way, you wrote my name so pretty! Hehe!"
Yamashii sorry i edited bc i didn't write things that i originally wanted to write??
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Yamashii rolled 1 20-sided dice:
19
Total: 19 (1-20)
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Posted: Thu May 12, 2016 1:18 am
Troll Name: Amonee Brycer
Roll: 19 Amonee forgot to charge you for your drink in all the chaos of running the booth on his own! If you don't mention it he won't notice and you've got a free drink! Amonee decided he had earned a free drink after manning the booth all night, just deal with it NucleoNOT ELIGIBLE FOR TICKET TODAY - JUST ROLLING FOR RPAh, it was that punkin girl who had helped nurture his planter box! Amonee secretly upgraded her drink up a size in gratitude and slipped her drink to her with a smile and a wink. She deserved something nice for the hard work she was doing keeping Alternia full of nature and beautiful plants.A troubled looking troll came to the booth and seemed a bit distracted as she placed her order. Was she alright? Amonee tried to tape a flower to the drink to cheer her up but as he passed it to her, it fell off and all that remained was a petal floating in her drink, oops. She snapped at him before he could remove it and he stupidly rushed the drink straight into her hands!
"I am so so sorry about the wait!" Maybe she wouldn't notice the petal. Oh crap, she totally did! The highblood looked it over carefully in complete silence and he watched in complete fear. Was she going to yell at him? She was... kissing it? It flew away in the breeze and he wondered if he had witnessed something private and personal. Amonee stammered out a sincere 'have a nice night' as she left. What a mysterious girl!It was surprising to find a troll more exhausted than himself but miraculously one had stumbled into the booth. He almost looked like he was sleepwalking and mumbling to himself. What was he saying? It sounded like an order but the jadeblood honestly could not make it out at all. Aughhghgh what did Nucleo do in these situations? It felt so awkward to make the customer repeat it again! Ephias looked like a total zombie and incapable of much speech.
"Um, here's your peppermint mocha." He hoped that was what the man had asked for! Honestly, Amonee had just picked a random drink since he wasn't sure.That ******** squirrel. Why was there a squirrelbeast running around the booths anyways? Amonee bit back tears after the latest couple of trolls left in a furious rage. He'd reached under the counter to pull out a bottle of chocolate and had somehow grabbed and added a freaking ANIMAL to the coffee instead! Shelly booked it straight out of there after a series of incredibly angry squeaks and chirps as Amonee stared in disbelief. He was screwed. Nucleo was going to lose his food handling licence for this, wasn't he?! He had to do something big to stop them from reporting this.
A couple of coupons for free drinks and a free commission of their lusii playing miniature golf together later, he was off the hook. But he was also crying from the verbal abuse and the long line that had piled up behind the angry couple.
"I'm sorry, can you give me a moment?" A teen approached the counter but Amonee was simply too overwhelmed. It had been a horrible night. What possessed Nucleo to do this, day after day? This was soul crushing work. His friend deserved a medal of war.
"W-wait, no, you don't have to- Omigosh... thank you!" The girl offered to take a drink for him, after canceling her own order, and he felt both horrible and happy at the same time. Even if it was just one helping hand for one order, it warmed his pump biscuit that someone was willing to lift a load off his shoulders after seeing how exhausted he was. A complete stranger at that! Before he could ask her name or give her some extra soup in thanks, she was gone. Drat, he would have to pass the kindness forward he supposed!"Hello! Yes, coming right up!" It was Elidae! Amonee instantly perked up at the sight of the pretty yellowblood. She was so bubbly and cheerful all the time he couldn't help but brighten up as she approached the counter. She placed her order and he scrawled out her name on the cup with a flourish. Oops, that was a little more extravagant than he'd meant but he wanted to impress her, he couldn't help it! She looked a bit uncertain as she left and the painter wondered why.
It wasn't long before she'd returned and asked a question several other trolls had asked by now. But it was different coming from her. He began to sweat.
NUCLEO HAD HAD A MELTDOWN LAST NIGHT. Did she know?! His smile froze in place and complete panic set into his brain. Nucleo had only told him a little bit of the story, what if the greenblood had gone and done something stupid? But at the same time, she didn't look upset. Maybe something good was going to happen? Perhaps she had decided to spend some time away from the mysterious other suitor and this was his friend's best chance!
"He wasn't feeling great so he took the day off at my booth. You should go and see him!" The jadeblood picked up another jar of chicken noodle and pushed it into her hands. "Give him some and tell him to feel better for me, will you?" She was a nice girl, she'd probably fall for it and do it, right?Amonee ate some chicken noodle for lunch.
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Taki-di rolled 1 20-sided dice:
4
Total: 4 (1-20)
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Posted: Thu May 12, 2016 1:50 am
Nictor Sabbat
Nictor didn't ask for this. In fact, he'd asked for a quiet night at home drawing his cacti as silly cartoons characters. This is not sitting at home drawing dumb things. This is another damned social event and Beehemoth will not let up!
To be fair, Nictor loved adventures but did there have to be so many trolls around every time? Getting knocked about an doing his fair share of knocking (by accident, mid you) as he tried to navigate the bustling crowd was getting to him already and he'd barely made it onto the fairgrounds.
For better or for worse, Nictor stumbled away from the busy venue to the relative order of one of the booths. A coffee shop hum? Scratching his cheek and biting his tongue, Nictor thought about it. He hadn't really tried any coffee before. Was it good? It smelled good. Bracing himself, the clumsy little troll began making his way to the counter, his nerves having been soothed a bit by the breathing space and delectable scents.
"H-hi, c-c-can I get a, uh," Nictor began to say as he reached the counter. Of course, the moment he was faced with actually ordering, he had to freeze up. He'd never ordered coffee before, nobody would let him into the quaint and orderly establishments at home, and for good reason. Did you just ask for coffee? Was that rude? Oh no, is that a list of the different kinds? There are different kinds? Wait, is that soup too? His eyes darted from the menu to the lines of mason jars. Distracted and distraught, he fumbled with finishing his order. "Uh, can, uh, ca-can I g-get cof-coffee an-and s-s-soup?"
He trailed off there near the end and winced, waiting for the desk clerk's reaction.
Nictor was a bit too busy wincing at himself to pay total attention to what was happening, so when his drink arrived, he swiped it from the counter without much of a glance and scurried away from the line, managing to only stumble a little. Glancing warily at the painting booth, he looked around for somewhere else to sit. Finding an empty bench far enough away from the actual paint supplies and artists, he sat down, hands only shaking a little.
Finally looking down at his goodies, Nictor realized he didn't have coffee, but a sparkling juice drink. not that it would taste bad or anything, but, ah, he'd been looking forward to trying coffee. Sighing lightly in disappointment, he sipped his beverage and took deep breaths.
He told Beehemoth he'd come and enjoy himself, it certainly hadn't been his worst day so far, and he was going to figure out how to make the most if this.((is it cool that I just went with the wrong drink?)) Troll Name: Nictor Sabbat
Roll: 4-5, You receive the wrong drink. If confronted, Amonee will clutch his head and tremble. You'll get your drink at the cose of his sanity.
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leon_a_darkangel rolled 1 20-sided dice:
16
Total: 16 (1-20)
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Posted: Thu May 12, 2016 2:10 am
Troll Name: Daquan Brandr (Stryke Nvrmor)
Roll: Your drink arrives with foam or whipped cream art (whichever is applicable) on top of it! Plus chocolate sprinkles! What artistry! Stryke made his way over to what was now one of his favorite places at Bloodfest. Tonight, a different troll however was manning the line. When he had his turn at the counter, the "orangeblood" smiled politely at the greenblood..noting how ornate their hairstyle was. It didn't compare to the fluffy mess he called his own he'd tied back and jammed a cap over. "Good evening. I'd like a large cup of coffee...and some of your soup please thanksss." The slip of his S came. Stryke realized he was tired, and should likely head back to his hotel soon. He cringed slightly, this orangeblood disguise was too much like his own self. He hadn't want to risk coming as the redblood Nozdor Runner..he had connections as him. This was a safer alternative to ruin the cover for. That however wasn't on Ryk's mind. He was tired..and actually feeling down more than anything. He felt oddly at war with himself, and hoped the warm food and beverage would quell that. "You guys work so hard. Heh. I use to work in a cafe before I..moved. I know how it goes." He explained quietly as he paid. After a moment, Stryke slipped the over worked troll a rather generous tip. Tips made one's night feel that much better..and the kid looked like he could us a pick me up. It was a thanks for the extra artistic flare he had added to his coffee with some whip cream, and sprinkles? Stryke actually smiled. "Have a good night." He called out as he moved to leave. The additions had unexpectedly cheered him up a fair amount oddly enough.
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Posted: Thu May 12, 2016 3:08 am
It had been a long night. Such a long long night. Amonee's shoulders drooped and his spirits were low but he had to hold it together to keep this booth going. Nucleo was depending on him to spread the goodwill of the Nightly Grind here at Bloodfest while he took the night off to do some emotional healing. And the jadeblood was not going to let him down.
"Welcome to the Nightly Grind, what'll you have?" A nervous looking yellowblood approached the counter and the painter leaned forward, straining to make out Nictor's words. The stammering didn't help but Nictor was trying so hard that Amonee felt embarrassed asking him to repeat it. What if the poor guy was having an awful Bloodfest or something? He needed to cheer him up. The jadeblood nodded and grabbed at some random stuff to begin processing Nictor's order.
After several hours without a break, Amonee's motor skills and mental capacities had reached their limits. In his delusional state, he managed to pour a helping of chicken noodle soup into Nictor's cup and top it off with whipped cream. Perfect, nice and hot.
"H-here, I hope you like it. What would you like? Wait, you just- hmm." The boy stood there awkwardly in silence, hoping Nictor wouldn't say anything. Thankfully the other boy didn't seem to care about Amonee's deviation from the script and the yellowblood headed off to try the horrible concoction the painter had mistakenly brewed.
The Nightly Grind desperately needed it's leader back. There was really no one else that could do the job, besides well, maybe himself, himself and himself!After such a long night, the jadeblood had seen his share of impolite and rude customers. So when Stryke stepped forward and stated his order nicely and even said thanks, Amonee looked surprised and almost touched. There were still good trolls in this world! He added some extra cream and sprinkles as a token of appreciation to the other troll. He would draw a flower with some chocolate syrup too. Good things came back to good people!
"Y-yes, it's hard work! Thank you for being so kind." Amonee brightened and gave the man a wave as he left. What a nice person!
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Posted: Thu May 12, 2016 3:30 am
 The night was one of chaos and tears for our beloved jadeblood fill-in. While he can paint a pretty picture, tonight was not one of them. Full of mixed up orders and break-downs, it was a long night for Amonee and he was finally free to go. Except strangely, he's returned for another day... Where's Nucleo? Good question! Time to start asking some questions!
Green Minuet  As you stare at the soups, one of them opens and out pops a Medusa Bobblehead! You have a pleasant conversation for a few minutes before you realize it's not real.
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Micillia rolled 1 20-sided dice:
16
Total: 16 (1-20)
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Posted: Thu May 12, 2016 9:11 am
Punkie took her drink and grinned. It was beautiful. "Quite impressive, i must say." The juggalo complemented as she took it and sipped. It really was quite something. Troll Name: Punkie
Roll: 15-16 - Your drink arrives with foam or whipped cream art (whichever is applicable) on top of it! Plus chocolate sprinkles! What artistry!
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DraconicFeline rolled 1 20-sided dice:
7
Total: 7 (1-20)
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Posted: Thu May 12, 2016 2:12 pm
Troll Name: Xionek Heronn
Roll: ResultKeionx wanted, very badly, to have a good start to the night. She went up to one of her favorite stalls and smiled at the... Oh! That was different! "Good eve!" she said, to the strange little jadeblood. "I'm Xionek. I've seen thee before, yes?" at the cafe? Or elsewhere? "I would like a combination... coffee, hot cocoa, with milk and..." she hesitated, "And hot sauce. A good deal of it." she said, embarrassed, "I wish to set mine mouth and soul ablaze..." She also took a can of soup - such good soup!  She stood there and waited... and waited... and waited... And finally, her drink arrived. "I.." she said, blinking at the flower petal. What? "Thank you." she said, giving the boy her beetles and leaving before he could give her any more gifts... Quote: Nightly Grind Status Effect: Passionate
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leon_a_darkangel rolled 1 20-sided dice:
7
Total: 7 (1-20)
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Posted: Thu May 12, 2016 3:11 pm
Troll Name: Daquan Brandr (Stryke Nvrmor)
Roll: 7. Your coffee takes a lot longer than you expected and is that a flower petal in it? wtf?Stryke wants soup and to start the night off right...slow order but hes extremely understanding because cafe life is hell. And orders some coffee and says hello briefly to the jadeblood behind the counter before salting his food perhaps a little bit too much for normal troll taste. Stryke had to wait about double the amount of time for his coffee this time, and a chance to order his soup. While a tad annoyed, at least he got everything he'd asked for. And a bonus? When he did get his coffee it had a petal in it. "Uhh...thanks." He blinked at it...and then the troll. Raising a brow he paid for his stuff and a small tip before gingerly removing the petal in a calm fashion trying not to be rude to t he artist. Sipping from the drink, Stryke moved to leave until he thought he spied a familiar face. Going to stand next to the troll, Stryke smiled just a bit. "Hey...You doing okay?" The "orangeblood" asked as he popped a bit of food in his mouth. Stryke had to crane his head back a bit to peer up at his friend. She was much taller than him. He almost didn't recognize her, but he recalled most all of what the rebels had dressed up like in order to safely attend this event.
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Posted: Thu May 12, 2016 3:49 pm
Xionek Heronn
(Keionx Rutace)As Keionx was about to leave with her (hopefully hot in many ways!) beverage, she was surprised when someone - with a voice she was not about to forget anytime soon - came up beside her. The scarf she wore as Xionek hid a big smile as she looked down... down... at the other troll. He was disguised too, but the height and the voice (and his strong horns) gave him away to her. That, and there had been some awareness of what the swamp-goers were disguising themselves as. "Hello!" she greeted him. What name was he using here? She couldn't remember, if he had told her. "I am well... you?" she noticed that he was carrying a cup. "What didst thou get?"
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