Gimme That Gift! Troll: Alifax Bunsem Gift number: 12 Number of rolls: 2
"Really?" said Alifax, a little surprised by the response. He wasn't really an expert when it came to, well, aesthetic concerns. Unless you were talking about how graceful someone looked in combat; he could see that much, at least. Didn't Frossa and Elidae both like...saturation of frills? That was certainly not the case on the gift, although perhaps the snowflake markings resembled frills. Huh. Who knew, really? This kind of stuff was mystical, to him. It looked like the kid wasn't planning on paying him any mind with regards to swapping, though. That was okay. Alifax didn't care enough about these to beat anyone up, and anyway...there was someone holding a box and going ignored in the corner. "Bye," he told the greenblood as the guy fled to invasive painter troll. He'd be back if it looked like no one was harassing him, though. Didn't the guy need to learn how to fight?
Anyway. He returned Lorata's wave before looking around. Where had he spotted that guy? Oh yeah. His eyes alighted on that comically ugly green box, and he made his way over to his new target (dodging Kursha - man, that guy was always getting taller - on the way) and brandished his gift threateningly. You couldn't really judge packages by their coverings, right? He thought about his own for a bit, and then - well. Maybe this one would contain a practical gift for Frossa.
"Hello," he told his new target. "Let's swap so we can both get out of here."
Gimme That Gift! Troll: Elidae Bonbon Gift number: 4 Number of rolls: 2
"Amoneee~! That's a lovely name!" Elidae praised, twirling the striped gift in her fingers. Her ribbon? Instinctively, she reached up and touched her bow, blinking. Once he finished speaking, the yellowblood pouted in disappointment if only for a moment, before quickly flourishing into a fresh round of giggles, slapping a hand on her cheek dramatically. There was a small gasp. "Ahh! Oh no! I seem to have left all my spare ribbons at my hive! Ahh, well then. Guess it really is yours!" Elidae's smile widened. The greenblood was small, and she probably could have convinced him to hand it over, but she refrained purposely, what with the way he held that gift so close to him. How could she take it away?
"Well, I better go find someone who'll trade me. Heheh. I'll catch you later, Amonee! Maybe I'll come back for you." With that, she bid him farewell with a wave and a twinkling glance, merging into the crowd to go back on the hunt. Not before long, Elidae's eyes locked onto her new objective.
"Eostreee~!" Elidae sang merrily, springing up to the blueblood. "Hello! You look lovely this evening! I'm so glad to see you here.' She babbled animatedly, though soon she reverted to her main purpose. Holding up the striped bag daintily with the tips of her fingers, she fluttered her lashes. "Wanna trade?"
Gimme That Gift! Troll: Azrael mortis Gift number: 17 Number of rolls: 1
Azrael turned the red present over in his hands and watched the other trolls pass their presents. He decided that it was probably a good idea to follow his fellow blueblood's lead and stop standing around like a lump of rock. But who to choose from? He had set his sights on a certain redblood earlier but his focus was broken when he heard someone shouting about wings, not just wings though, someone having wings. Azrael looked around for the voice again, he couldn't help himself when his curiosity was piqued. Shoving one hand in his pocket he looked back at Miache, who now had another troll looking to trade with him. This troll was vaguely familiar, maybe he could catch up later? All these familiar faces were going to bother him until he found out more about him. Really, his curiosity was a terrible thing but he just couldn't help himself.
"Maybe we can chat another time looks like you have company," he said with a gentle smile that may have lead anyone to believe he was in any way familiar with this troll, "I'm Azrael, by the way," he said before jabbing a thumb towards where he had heard someone shouting about wings. "I think I'm going to follow your lead. About time I trade up status from petrified wood to something with more motion, It was a pleasure to meet you," he waved with his present filled hand as a good-bye and a simultaneous hello to the redblood before wandering away.
The young blueblood was soon brought to a group of youngsters much closer to his age. He wasn't sure if this is where he'd heard the shouts about wings. He was drawn to a yellowblood who appeared to have the aforementioned wings, but whether they were part of a costume or not he couldn't tell. Could trolls have wings in the first place? He'd need to look up on the subject for sure. He was going to approach the troll when a seadweller beat him to the punch. Ah! actually, he was pretty sure he recognized her too? Maybe? He took caution and decided not to interrupt her and changed targets to the orangeblood nearby. With a broad smile, Azrael waved the red colored present over his head. "Hello there! Would you--" His attention was caught by a greenblood heading towards his target. Nope, he wasn't going to let someone else take his target. Not this time. "So, would you like to trade?" Azrael asked Caiden with a gentle smile and held out the nicely wrapped red package for the scruffy one that he had.
Caiden did it. Caiden had another new friend. This was a true victory day for the reclusive brownblood. "Im Caiden! Im Caiden! Dont forget it okay?" The boy said in excitement. Before much longer another troll joined the Caiden, Engrav, Autumn group.
A sea dweller by the looks of it. Caiden had heard of sea dwellers but this was the first time he had ever seen one. "Woooooooah!" Said Caiden as the seadweller started talking. When the girl reached out Caiden could only assume it was to join the hand-holding party. Quickly he let go of Autumn and Engrav to grab the new troll's hands. "Yes! I Accept!! Be my friend too!!" With Lorata's hands still in his he jumped up and down excitedly. Another friend. He could feel himself getting a little overwhelmed. Caiden let go of his new sea dweller friend and put a hand on his head to calm down. He couldn't give in yet, this was about getting more friends. He could do this.
Then he heard his name in the color of a sweet greenblood. Nucleo! Nucleo was almost yellow. Yellow was Caiden's most lucky of colors. This was another good sign. Another friend. Caiden was surrounded by friends now. He was almost feeling light headed. He had spent his entire life secluded in the forest with CamoDad. His only friends were the drawings he made himself. No one had ever really talked out loud to him before. Now there was noise. Voices everywhere. "NUCLEO!" Caiden said a little too loudly. He grabbed the troll's hand and pulled him into his growing group.
Then another troll came near. A blueblood. Caiden was at his limit. One troll friend? Perfect. Two? Deal-with able. Three? Okay... maybe the brownblood could do this. When Nucleo walked up Caiden could feel himself bubbling up to exploding. But this. This was another troll. Caiden still had Nucleo's hand in his own. His grip tightened in stress. Once the blueblood troll opened his mouth Caiden tried to say something nice back.
"EEEEEEEEEEEEEKKKKKKKKKKKKKK!"
The scream was not what Caiden had meant. He meant to say "Hi! How are you?" but obviously that did not happen. The scream startled Caiden. He threw his gift at the blueblood, let go of Nucleo, and ran to get under a table. He needed a blanket. His blanket. The thick one on the floor of his hive. The brownblood's body shook. A blanket appeared over him. The world went dark. The boy's breathing started to slow and relax.
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9Total: 9 (1-10)
Posted: Sun Dec 27, 2015 11:47 am
((forgot to roll in last post. Figured it didn't matter since Caiden threw it at him)) razz
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Hold Up! Troll: Caiden Gift number: 21 Number of rolls: 2 Outcome:Swapped! Gift 21 goes flying through the air at Azrael. Gift 17 is left abandoned as Caiden finds a safe spot.
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Caiden is not out of the RP, you can still interact with him. The blanket he is hiding under has manifested due to his "from-think-pan-to-reality" Power. Sorry for the explosion Azrael xD
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Hold Up! Troll: Autumn Vikare Gift number: 9 Number of rolls: 1 Outcome: Keep.
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“Of course not,” Autumn replied, giving the brownblood a winning smile. Her expression faltered however when he just as quickly turned his affections to a seadweller. Out of her peripheral vision, Autumn made eye contact with Caterpal. The lusus blinked out a quick message and Autumn nodded.
Fortunately, Caiden at least had intercepted the seadweller on her attempt to swipe Autumn's gift. Just as the girl reached for it, the brownblood took her hands in his own and bounced about in excitement. Even as she was grateful though, Autumn resisted the urge to roll her eyes. Though she had been flattered to receive such positive attention outside the swamp, it was annoying to have to share it with a seadweller.
When the brownblood turned to address yet another troll (Nucleo this time), Autumn took the opportunity to respond to the purple-hued girl. “A trade?” she mused. She tapped her chin, looking thoughtful. “I'm not so sure. Do you have anything that's of equal value?” Her eyes passed over the seadweller's gift momentarily before returning to her face. She smiled innocently.
At that precise moment, she heard another loud scream. Turning, she looked just in time to see a present go hurtling towards a blueblood. The troll who threw it, Caiden, dove under a table. A second later, a blanket materialised over him. Placing a hand on her hip, Autumn let out a huff. What the heck was going on?
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Posted: Sun Dec 27, 2015 5:56 pm
Azrael wasn't expecting the troll to react the way he did. Caught in such surprise the small blueblood fumbled to catch the gift and nearly dropped it. After a bloodpusher driving few seconds he finally secured the present and stared after the blueblood. Was that his fault? Had he scared the orangeblood? well, he hadn't meant to. Why were lowbloods so weird? Really, they all seemed so terribly jumpy, Psykgi aside. Even Elidae seemed shy when he first caught sight of her. It's not like he'd actually done anything to them, but his caste was relatively dangerous . Maybe he'd crossed paths with Leeroi or something?? His thoughts were broken when a blanket suddenly materialized. Well, he couldn't say that, but suddenly there was a blanket there when there wasn't before. Either this kid was fast or something else, something more interesting?
The young blueblood looked at the seadweller and winged yellowblood apologetically, though more to the seadweller than anything. "My apologies, I suppose I startled him, I'll... Umm, hmm... " What should he do about this? He didn't mean to cause a scene and knew that he needed to apologize for whatever it was that he did. But seeing how he freaked out, he didn't want to push it if it made a bigger scene. FInally the blueblood decided to approach the troll again. Azrael picked up the discarded parcel and approached the table slowly and cautiously. ""Hey, uh..." Azrael tried to be as gentle as possible so as not to make a scene. "It wasn't my intention to startle you, ?" Azrael didn't quite get that the troll was just overwhelmed with everything rather than being startled and it probably would have been better to just leave him alone. He crouched down but didn't touch the blanket or come any closer, just placed the present he'd just traded. "Are you going to be alright?" He asked as quietly and soothingly as he could manage. At least this time, it wasn't a broom and he hadn't aimed the gift at Azrael's head. No bloody sniffnodes or bruises this time. he set the gift down.
Uh oh! Looks like Zariah was an antlerbeast in headlights, so Alifax was able to snag that gift right up!
Since the 24 hours are up, Alifax wins by default. Alifax now has gift 1 (1 roll) and Zariah has gift 12 (3 rolls).
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Posted: Mon Dec 28, 2015 12:42 am
Ha! Profit, thought Alifax, swiping the green box from the little orangeblood's hands, and dropping the snowflake-covered one on the floor next to the guy (with any luck he was looking).
Actually, he wasn't sure if the move he'd just made had been profitable. This green was...pretty bright. That was okay, though: the point of the game was to keep gifts moving hands, right? He shrugged, and picked out a new ta - wait. He remembered talking to one painter, but not the other. Hey, if his almost-maybe-possibly-moirail was going to be attractive to artist types...that was fine. He just needed to watch out for her along the way. Anyone who wasn't obviously looking out for their own interests by enlisting was a probable threat, in Alifax's eyes. It meant they were unpredictable.
So he swerved from...whatever direction he'd been walking and began making his way toward Amonee at a slow pace. Consequently the greenblood was given a lot of time to watch him advance, painfully bright green gift in hand. Soon it might even have a new owner. "Hello," he said. Um. He'd forgotten the guy's name. "Paint troll," he tried.
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Gimme That Gift! Troll: Alifax Bunsem Gift number: 1 Number of rolls: 1
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Hold Up! Troll: Amonee Brycer Gift number: 14 Number of rolls: 2 Outcome: Forced swap, trade for Alifax's gift
As soon as she'd come, Elidae was off again into the game! Amonee beamed at the fun competitive spirit bustling around the place as trolls stopped each other and demanded a trade. This trip to the city had really been great and he turned to see how Nucleo was doing. It looked like he was hanging around Caiden, Autumn and a few other friends. Maybe he ought to go join them? Amonee turned towards them with a moment of hesitation, what if it would be better to talk some more with Frossa? But he shook his head at the idea, she might not like a lowerblood trying to steal her gift and he wanted to be on her good side! It would break his heart if the purpleblood glutton grew tired of him. Perhaps he ought to get her a gift, outside of this exchange. Or would that be too forward? He didn't want her to feel obligated to get him something just because-
While this important internal dialogue was going on, Alifax locked eyes with him and began a slow but steady march in his direction. Something in his eyes felt intense and Amonee's chest tightened up in nervous tension that soon morphed into fear. Oh Gog- it was finally happening, he'd gotten too close to Frossa darling and the demon butler was going to take him out! The teen stopped before him and muttered a greeting and he shrieked out tearfully during his last moments.
"I'm so sorry! Please don't hurt me!" Instinctively, he bowed his head and tensed his shoulders in anticipation of something but nothing came. Alifax held his gift in front of him awkwardly and Amonee felt like the biggest moron ever. He wasn't here to cull him, it was just part of the game! The jadeblood wanted to crawl into a hole at the embarrassment of the situation."I mean, hello- you can, y-yes, of course-" He shoved the present into the ashen troll's arms with a green flush on his cheeks. Ugh, what a way to make a bad impression on such a serious seeming guy.
"Um, so, it's yours." With that, the painter turned tail and grabbed Nucleo's arm as he ran towards the table to join Caiden underneath it. It looked like Azrael was down there talking to him so he decided to let them continue their conversation though he was curious about it and decided to eavesdrop while he dragged Nucleo underneath it as well...
"Nucleo, that Alifax guy is so intense, isn't he? He probably hates me now and Frossa won't like me then!" He whimpered to his greenblood friend with a tormented pout. His eyes glanced at the nice looking present in the barista's hands but decided against trying to take it. Even though he so badly wanted that bag with the glamorous star all over it!
Gimme That Gift! Troll: Frossa Gift number: 15 Number of rolls: 3
"Well, aren't you a dear?" Frossa took Cerise's gift gleefully, passing off her own shoddy-looking package for one that matched her caste. "Thank you ever so much~" she hung around the lowblood for a few more minutes to catch up, reaching out with her free hand to grab Cerise's pudgy fingers and give them an overly-firm squeeze. "Let's go out for dinner after this! My treat." It was presented more of a command than an offer. Something about the holiday season put her in the mood to help her lowbloods indulge themselves to something fancy. Alifax would surely go too- maybe she could invite a few of the others. It could be fun! Having some real time to catch up with Amonee would be lovely (she'd leave Nucleo out intentionally, she thought to herself, for that disgusting lack-of display earlier). All this running around was adding to the empty gnawing at the pit of her gut. Frossa needed food."Come find me when this is done~" With a small wave she parted, dipping back into the crowd in search of her next target.
It didn't take her long to spot them.
That blueblood, quietly lingering off to the side. It didn't seem like she was interested much in mixing in with the crowd. Understandably- it was primarily lowblooded children. Frossa got it. Gross. It made sense, especially within the context of what she had heard about Awasii's little soirée from Alifax. His gossip had been dry, but thorough (as always)- and one of the trolls she demanded he point out had been Sarcel. To her surprise, Frossa had actually recognized her. Not that they had actually ever exchanged words- but all those sweeps ago, before she had taken the deaging elixir, she had been there to witness Sir task Sarce with delivering the herb that saved the Mother Grub. Frossa hadn't heard anything of that since, (aside from the fact the crisis had been adverted), and only connected the two trolls as one and the same in that moment. Alifax had definitely left that tidbit out.
Frossa drew closer to Sarcel, batting her eyelashes up at the teen. How likely was it that she would be recognized from back then? Doubtful, Frossa assumed- she was a good two feet shorter and appeared sweeps younger. Maybe that was for the best... she had looked rather unbecoming dressed in the leechdragon's innards after smashing it's head into a smear against the floor. Ahh, memories. Then again, maybe Alifax had mentioned it? Surely he talked about her. He didn't have much else going on that was interesting in his life, NFL aside, and she was pretty great.
"Hellooo~" Frossa drawled, raising her gift with a flourish to offer it to Sarcel, (hers was also purple, a suitable trade). "If I'm not mistaken, you're Alifax's friend? I'm Frossa!" Her smile was wide, and truly genuine, but what she really wanted to ask was WHAT WERE YOU DOING IN THE ABLUTION BLOCK WITH MY ALMOST-MOIRAIL. Alifax's accounts were to-the-point, devoid of any real flavour- she knew what technically happened, but she was POSITIVE she didn't know what happened. Was there something red going on here?! Frossa needed to know. She couldn't bring herself to ask Alifax himself- it seemed so... out of his realm- and had opted instead to prod Sarcel for reactions. Literally, if she had to. Frossa had bony little fingers to poke hard with.
"Isn't he just great?" The purpleblood gestured over to Alifax, who as she spoke, had dropped a gift beside some orangeblood and merely walked away. Frossa giggled.
Gimme That Gift! Troll: Elidae Gift number: 2 Number of rolls: 2
Once Elidae was not in Eostre's company, she prowled once again to hunt for the next troll to "steal" from. While she could have easily found someone she knew well, couldn't hurt to try talking to someone new again. She met Amonee, after all, the precious thing. She had only just started to scan around when a sudden shriek echoed in the district. Blinking, she looked questioningly, wondering where the sudden outburst came from. After no real leads, she continued her search. A teen redblood stood not too far and... Ah! Kursha! Elidae beamed. Two squawkbeasts with one stone! Yes! Practically bounding up to them, Elidae sprung up next to Kursha's side from behind.
"Aw, hey! What's up, guys? Glad to see you're playing." Her eyes sparkled with appreciation, smile wide with that prominent snaggletooth. Directing her attention to the redblood, she clapped her hands abruptly. "You're Nozdor, right?" She tapped her temple. "Remember you signing up yesterday!" Tilting her head, she made a quick glance between them. "You two know each other?" It was an innocent enough question; clearly Elidae Bonbon was simply making friendly chit-chat. Besides, she grew increasingly interested in Kursas relationships with other trolls, friends or otherwise. You know, just curious.
Before either of them could answer her however, she cut in with an apologetic smile to both. "I'm sorry, but I need to steal from one of you." She chimed a quick laugh, before debating on who to ask. It was a quick decision. She pointed at the redblood. "How 'bout you? Wanna trade?" Dangling the bright green bag with red tissue up from the ends of her fingers, she swung it back and forth in hopes it would entice him.
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Posted: Tue Dec 29, 2015 3:43 am
[+] Kursha Vidari
As he accepted the redblood's gift and handed off his own, Kursha replayed the dialogue in his head, untangling the vocal quality, rhythm, inflection, and speech pattern. Nothing triggered, but his mind itched with familiarity. Like a word at the tip of his tongue, he knew he knew this troll, but could not quite remember from where. But he never forgot a face. Something was wrong. This was wrong. It wasn't that he couldn't remember. It was that this troll...
“Nozdor?” Kursha echoed, glancing from Elidae to the redblood. He narrowed his eyes a fraction, suspicious. Whatever epiphany had been about to strike* him had evaporated with the yellowblood's arrival however, leaving him with nothing but that annoying itch. He could not recall a trace of his thoughts before. Shedding what little tension he displayed, he maintained a friendly grin.
“Probably not... right?” he replied, giving the redblood a wink. Then his gaze went back to Elidae, who was swinging her gift bag towards the redblood. He snorted. “You know, if you're gonna steal something you usually don't ask. And you definitely don't apologise for it.” Then, despite that Nozdor was standing right there, he said, “Look, I'll show you how it's done.”
Grin widening, he leaned in towards the redblood so that they were eye to eye. He blinked and his pupils switched to crosshairs. “You don't mind if I take this back, do you? No? Thanks.” Whisking the package out from Nozdor's arms he offered it to Elidae. When he glanced back over his shoulder to her, his irises were round like before.
*Stryke.
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If Stryke rolls higher and wants to grab it back, he can. ouo
Gimme That Gift! Troll: Cerise Gift number: 13 Number of rolls: 3
Cerise grinned at Frossa's tight grip, and of course her incredibly generous dinner offer. "That would be just swell, wouldn't it? Maybe I can help you find dessert after, hehehe." She giggled, fluttering her eyelashes. She'd find a way to return the favor~!
She made her way to a blueblood who had just set down his gift to look at something. Perfect! Cerise could just... reach over and... take it! If he really wanted it back, he could fight her for it. It's his own fault for putting his gift down, for even a second.
Caiden did it. Caiden had another new friend. This was a true victory day for the reclusive brownblood. 
