You are a young Alternian Troll, living in the countryside. Although you are nearly nine sweeps old, it is only today you will be given a name. What will it be?
>Enter name.
Sorry, but you were lying when you said you didn't have a name. You were given that on your sixth wriggling day, just like everyone else. It's now inscribed on your office door. Besides, you were probably just going to put in something stupid anyway. You're weird like that.
>Examine door.
Doecam Glabel. That's your name, don't wear it out.
>Examine room.
You have quite a few INTERESTS, as can be shown by the massive amount of s**t strewn across your room. You have quite an appreciation for VIDEO GAMES of all sorts. You also spend quite a bit of time on the good old INTERNET. You have taken in enough CINEMA and LITERATURE to be vaguely CLAIRVOYANT concerning plot. You simply love ROLE PLAYING with your friends, and have never FLARPED in your life, as that would be stupid and dangerous. You enjoy MUSIC, especially the lost art of the IRON HYMN What else? Oh yes, HATS, you love HATS, and collect them almost obsessively. Your Trolltag is madnessHabadasher,
@nd you prefer +o con$!der your words w!+h gre@+ c@re. What do you do?
>Doecam: Whinny like a hoofbeast and s**t on your ******** NO! No substance remotely resembling s**t in ANY WAY will EVER be allowed to touch your precious Six-string. And why would you do that first thing?
>Doecam: Allocate guitar to strife specibus.
That's the first decent idea you've had today. You restore your trusty axe to it's rightful place in your hands.
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