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Toutaku
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 Posted: Wed Dec 21, 2011 7:46 pm Post subject: Fucking Roleplays, how do they work? (Roleplay) |
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[The sky was dark, and the stars were shining across Alternia. In this darkness, Anomly Ourobo's nocturnal eyes were at their prime. She had abandoned her hive for the time being, as her darling friends kept pestering her about the latest FLARP adventure that had been planned. It wasn't as if she wanted to play with her friends, she had told herself. She just had to, if she wanted to be a proper lady. It was only polite, after all.
So, here she was in the forest, training herself. All around her there were scarred trees from her Nailkind Abstratus, marking her progress up her echeladder ever since she started training all those sweeps ago.
She had brought with her a set of CommuniGoggles in case of emergencies, and a couple of Troll Oscar Wilde novels in case of sudden boredom. Though not as interesting as her other reading material, if she had to sample another sordid word of Troll Lady Chatterly's Bucket List to impress her Lusus' expectations, she was going to vomit.
Honestly, she got enough of that kind of talk from Eridan. How he kept on bypassing her blocks was starting to irritate her.
Her mind wondering in the almost Zen-like state of her physical exercise, she briefly began to imagine her FLARPing persona. Surely, she'd have to make one badass character. That was only expected of her. She wouldn't be outdone by any of her friends in that particular department, she would make damn well sure of it.
She made a mental note to reply to her dear Moirail within the next half hour. She'd been ignoring the beeping coming from her CommuniGoggles, but she couldn't be too mean.
Not that it mattered. It wasn't as though she flushed red for that twerp, anyway.]
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[Lister growled softly as he appreciated the curve before him. The stock of the rifle he held before him was a beauty to behold. How it complemented the shoulder, socketing together like a jigsaw piece. He didn't care for the rest of the rifle right now. He was fixated on the beautiful curve of the stock before him.
At least, he would if the barrel stopped flopping down every two seconds. Paper really isn't a good material to make firearms with, but it's the only kind of weapon Lister was trusted with, and even then, the other trolls were cautious around him with a paper rifle. It's not his fault explosives were being kept next to the range, and one should be expected to spray a little more liberally than normal on pain-day, when the weekly quota of bullets is given out. And since Lister owned a three barrelled chain-gun, he had every right to be generous with his weapon. He was so generous, that he gave some those explosives his bullets in a moment of blissful firing. Who would have thought that they would be explosively allergic to bullets, and decide to destroy half of the hive in their response?
Lister had his chaingun confiscated from that moment, and is the only troll in the hive who isn't allowed to touch a gun. He still gets ammunition, however- something which hugely frustrates him. Throwing down his pathetic paper rifle, he waded through a literal sea of bullets to peer out of the bunker slit in his wall.
The view was both horrifying and spectacular. A geyser of molten rock, right next to his room was currently erupting, sending a stream of gold heat in a magnificent arc, like a rainbow he once read about in a piece of foreign contraband.
Transfixed, Lister pondered the molten arc.]
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LenLenWearsBlue
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| Posted: Thu Dec 22, 2011 1:37 am Post subject: |
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[The wooden boards creaked softly beneath Adelia's feet as the young girl paced around her respiteblock, turning sharply now and again to avoid colliding with the piles of books cluttering the floor. She figured the feeling she was having must be that thing she read about called anxiety that sometimes made Griffonmom barf all over the hive when Adelia stayed out adventuring for more than a day. Adelia herself didn't feel the need to vomit, though. She just paced, stopping now and again to check her husktop, perhaps anxiously picking up a nearby book and scanning it for unknown content, preferably relating to one subject and one subject only: FLARP.
Adelia had learned of the joys of FLARPing no more than a few nights ago. She had - completely by chance - come into contact with a stranger on Trollian who had informed her of the activity's existence. Granted he hadn't really informed her - he'd more warned her about it, but Adelia didn't listen to Griffonmom when she was scolded about partaking in dangerous activities, and she certainly wasn't going to start listening to some guy who, uHH, tYPED LIKE THIS,,,.
A quiet, digital noise emitted from the device in front of her, causing the young gold-blooded girl to flinch, before immediately opening her Trollian conversation with Anomly. Her heart skipped a beat or two when she'd realised that her moirail had replied, something that had become commonplace by now. Of course, it wasn't like she was flushed for the grumpy old serpent or anything. That would be silly.
ubiquitousAdventurer [UA] began trolling apathyUndermined [AU]
UA: Hell:o: friend!!!!!
UA: :O::o:ps. Y:o:u're n:o:t talking. I guess that's :o:k, it's :o:nly been a day or tw:o:.....
AU: Ssigh. What do you want? I've been... bussy.
UA: Teeheehee!!!!! "Bussy"? With that creepy seadweller guy, I bet!!!!!
AU: No, dearesst moirail.
AU: I've been bussy doing ladylike thingss. Not that you would undersstand that.
UA: Yup. Y:o:u were definitely with that seadweller. :>n<:
AU: I thought I told you to sstop ussing that face. It lookss sstupid.
UA: Nuh-uh, Tav said it was cute!!!!!
AU: Oh. I ssee. You've been talking to the russtbloodss again. No doubt about thiss FLARPing nonssensse.
UA: Mmhmm!!!!! I f:o:und :o:ut that Tav l:o:st his legs when he was FLARPing, and his friend died!!!!!
UA: That's really sad, isn't it? But kinda c:o::o:l. :>w<:
UA: :O:h yeah, that reminds me. Have y:o:u decided if y:o:u're gonna FLARP with me yet? It'll be l:o:ads of fun, promise!!!!!
AU: Ssigh. Whilsst that previouss sstatement doessn't make me exactly eager to do sso, I undersstand that I have to sshut you up.
AU: Sso yes, Adelia. I will play your ssilly "FLARP" game. Thiss time. If it makess you disstract me lessss from my dutiess as a proper lady.
UA: Really?!?!? H:o::o:ray!!!!!
UA: H:o:ld :o:n, I need t:o: jump up and d:o:wn a bit s:o: I d:o:n't get that thing called "hyperactive" which makes Griff:o:nm:o:m get mad at me.
AU: ...
AU: Imbecile. Sso, who elsse iss partaking in thiss "FLARP"?
UA: Haha, y:o:u're funny!!!!! Just me and y:o:u, :o:f c:o:urse!!!!!
AU: Adelia, pleasse tell me you're joking. You do know that a decent FLARP requiress at leasst 4 participantss, right?
UA: :O:-:O:h yeah. I t:o:tally knew that. I-I mean, I just haven't g:o:tten r:o:und t:o: asking Tav yet...
UA: Wait, h:o:w d:o: y:o:u kn:o:w s:o: much ab:o:ut FLARP anyway?????
AU: I have... acquaintancess.
AU: And assk him. Right now.
UA: I kind of..... I kind of bl:o:cked him because he knew s:o:me:o:ne wh:o: s:o:unded like that scary guy I met on the beach. :>n<:
AU: Tssk. Ssuch a child. But I digressss, I can ssave you. Yet again.
AU: I know ssome people.
UA: Really?!?!? Y:o:u'd d:o: that for me?!?!?
UA: Y:o:u're the best, An:o:mly!!!!!
AU: N-Now, hussh. I am not doing thiss for you. I am doing thiss becausse I don't like to ssee my planss fail.
AU: ... Adelia?
AU: You're jumping around again, aren't you. Tssk.
apathyUndermined [AU] ceased trolling ubiquitousAdventurer [UA]
Adelia wasted no time in returning to her books, looking for all the information she could on this "FLARP".] |
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Phil the Time Wizard
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| Posted: Thu Dec 22, 2011 4:16 am Post subject: |
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[Makani Renide sat smiling in her hive, carving a small melon into the shape of a smiling fish with an oversized axe blade. There wasn't any purpose in this gesture. Purpose wasn't what Makani Renide was about. She didn't know why she carved fruit into animal shapes just as she didn't know why she had a borderline fetishistic fixation of pastries or laughed incessantly at things she didn't particularly think were all that funny. She didn't care to know why. Why didn't matter for her. It never had.
She was preparing to do some role playing soon. For her, role playing was just something to do. Was it fun for her? She wasn't sure. Everything was kind of fun for her. Was she easily amused? Perhaps. Why shouldn't she be amused though? Being Makani Renide was amusing.
As for role playing, it was something she had been doing for some time now. As a troll particularly immersed in the art of trolling, Makani needed to do activities that put her in contact with others. She could get some amusement from trolling herself, but the excitement was usually short lived. Role playing was convenient since it was best done with others.
She was sure she could find a FLARP session to join if she looked. Maybe even one with the people she'd sometimes talk to on Trollian (she wasn't sure if "friends" was the right word) if she was lucky? Strangers were fun too, but there was something that made it better when it was people she knew. They appreciated her sense of humor more. At least she thought they did. She wasn't honestly sure about anything.
Either way, she was going to join a FLARP session. And so she decided to prepare. Slowly she began to walk around her hive and gather various things and add them to her Reversal Modus. She captchalogued two homemade explosives that might not even work, an old razorblade, seven cupcakes, a half eaten pie, a first aid kit, a backup computer and seventeen different fruit animals.
Following that, she retrieved her favorite oversized axe. It was as tall as her and quite a bit wider. As big as it was, she could still lift it. Her Lusus, Bearius T. Snuggleface, was known for being deceptively strong and in her time with him, she had learned to be the same. Still, this axe was really unwieldy which made fighting with it very inefficient. She liked it better that way.
All set, Makani went to her main computer and got on Trollian, ready to find a FLARP session to join.]
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Toutaku
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[Anomly sighed and stood from her Husktop, a light blush dusting her cheeks. Truthfully, she enjoyed the idea of FLARPing with her diminutive friend, however unladylike and proletarian it might be.
The trip from her training in the forest back to her hive was uneventful, and her Snakemother was unusually placated. She thought it might have something to do with the depleted stock of Trolliquor. Either way, the peace was welcome.
'Not to mention seeing her in a different outfit for once.' she thought, the blush momentarily strengthening. Adelia really was too cute for her own good. Now, if only she could sort out her underwear.
"Grubs indeed." she muttered, approaching her extensively stocked bookshelf. Tracing a delicate finger over the well-used tomes, she selected perhaps one of the most battered volumes. Troll Vladimir Nabokov's Trollita was a controversial novel, but something about Nabokov's commentary spoke to her. Settling down on her chaise-long to read and brainstorm who she would recruit for Adelia's FLARP. Anomly would of course have preferred not to, but she feared she had a damn sight more of a substantial contact with the outside world than her petite friend did.
Anomly kicked her calf-length Cuban-heeled boots off and lounged backwards, resting the open book over her eyes. She was acquainted with dozens of Aristocrats, but no-one who would be interested in this kind of thing. Let alone anyone she actually wanted to associate with.
She glanced at her CommuniGoggles, on which Trollian was still running. Examining the list of online trollhandles on her chumproll, Anomly waited for a name to jump out at her.]
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LenLenWearsBlue
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[Unsurprisingly, Adelia's books were proving unhelpful. The authors hailing from Earth seemingly had no knowledge of the activity's existence, and the books on Alternian culture she owned were nearly just as useless, disregarding the game as a dangerous activity for foolish youngsters. Which, Adelia thought, suited her perfectly. As she sat cross-legged on the floor of her hive, staring blankly at her Husktop, an idea struck the young girl. Recalling her conversations with the "rustblood", as Anomly had called him, she remembered the brief mention of one of his acquaintances, a girl who went by the Trollian handle of...
Well, Adelia couldn't really remember, but she knew it began with an "a".]
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[The hive of Aradia Megido was something to behold indeed. Whilst the off-grey building itself was only small, garnished with an unextraordinary little yellow windmill, it was the archaeological dig sites the girl had excavated on the land outside which really caught the attention of all her friends. The large craters bored into the earth by her own hands had been the long undisturbed resting place of many a treasure, and Aradia yearned to eventually unearth them all. In fact, that was what she was doing when she recieved a strange message from an even stranger girl.
The beeping sounds being exhaled by her Husktop had been consistent for more or less all of the day, and as she worked on expanding and excavating the existing dig sites outside her house, Aradia decided that perhaps it was time to take a break. The red-blooded girl hoisted herself out of the niche in the ground, brushing the dirt from the waves of her near-onyx hair when she was once more on a flat surface. Her gaze travelled to her Husktop, rested on a nearby boulder – and, more specifically, honing in on the flashing orange words at the bottom of the screen. Most of the names were familiar – adiosToreador and terminallyCapricious – but one stood out to her. Someone whose Trollian handle was “ubiquitousAdventurer”. Bemused and intrigued, Aradia clicked on the conversation.
ubiquitousAdventurer [UA] began trolling apocalypseArisen [AA]
UA: Hell:o:!!!!!!
UA: Is y:o:ur name Aradia? :>.<:
AA: 0h hell0
AA: yes it is!
AA: but wh0 are y0u?
UA: I f:o:und y:o:u!!!!! H:o::o:ray!!!!!
UA: My name is Adelia, I kn:o:w Tavr:o:s and he t:o:ld me that y:o:u kn:o:w l:o:ts ab:o:ut FLARPing. :>w<:
AA: 0h
AA: y0u flarp?
AA: I kn0w s0me pe0ple wh0 are 0ut t0 hurt 0ther flarpers
AA: y0u sh0uld be careful
UA: Eek!!!!!
UA: Are th:o:se the bad pe:o:ple wh:o: t:o::o:k Tavr:o:s’ legs?
UA: Why w:o:uld they d:o: that?!?!?
AA: s0 y0u kn0w ab0ut that and y0u still want t0 flarp
AA: 0k well its kind 0f c0mplicated
AA: they’re called team sc0urge
AA: watch 0ut f0r them
AA: i think theyre after me s0 its pr0bably n0t a g00d idea y0u talk t0 me much
AA: they might find y0u t00
UA: :>n<: !!!!!
UA: D:o:n’t w:o:rry, my friend An:o:mly is super str:o:ng and she can beat them up!!!!!
UA: Y:o:u kn:o:w, y:o:u seem c:o::o:l!!!!! D:o: y:o:u want t:o: FLARP with us?????
UA: We can pr:o:tect y:o:u fr:o:m th:o:se Team Sc:o:urge meanies!!!!!
AA: 0_0 um
AA: “pr0tect” isnt really the right w0rd there
AA: and my team needs my help
AA: since what happened t0 tavr0s
UA: Pleeeeeaaaaassssseeeee!!!!! :8^8:
UA: I kind :o:f pr:o:mised An:o:mly that I’d recruit m:o:re pe:o:ple
UA: And if I d:o:n’t she might hurt me agaiiiiin!!!!!
AA: 0k
AA: y0ur friend d0esnt s0und very nice!
AA: but i supp0se since my team will be 0ut 0f acti0n f0r a while
AA: i can help y0u
AA: i shall invite the rest 0f my team anyway
AA: y0u like tavr0s right?
UA: N:o::o::o::o::o:!!!!! :o^o:
UA: He kn:o:ws this really scary man!!!!! Y:o:u have t:o: ask nice pe:o:ple!!!!!
AA: um
AA: i will um
AA: see what i can d0
AA: but please c0uld y0u tell me m0re ab0ut this “scary man”
UA: :O:h n:o: this is embarrassing!!!!!
UA: I was having an adventure :o:n the c:o:ast a while back
UA: And I saw this man
UA: And he was all tall and purple!!!!!
UA: And I was s:o: scared that I ran all the way back to Griff:o:nm:o:m and she made me a headdress :o:ut :o:f her feathers and everything was :o:kay again.
UA: But An:o:mly called me a ‘fraidy grub. :>.<:
AA: 0k that really isnt helpful at all
AA: but that s0unds like eridan
AA: hes a bit um weird s0 i w0nt ask him
AA: but if its any c0ns0lati0n tavr0s d0esnt like him much either
UA: Teeheehee!!!!!
UA: Y:o:u can ask wh:o:ever y:o:u like then.
UA: :O::o:ps!!!!! I t:o:ld An:o:mly I w:o:uld g:o: read m:o:re b:o::o:ks ab:o:ut FLARPing n:o:w.
UA: But really I’m pr:o:bably just g:o:ing t:o: read Pupa Pan!!!!! Teeheehee!!!!! :>u<:
UA: Bye!!!!!
UA: :O:h, and d:o:n’t let An:o:mly get behind y:o:u because bad things happen.
AA: what
AA: why
AA: um
AA: 0_0
ubiquitousAdventurer [UA] ceased trolling apocalypseArisen [AA]
It took a couple of seconds for Aradia to really register that conversation, especially the baffling last sentence. Already she was beginning to feel disdain for this “Anomly” character. Deciding it was probably best to disregard that thought with a small, nervous gulp, Aradia turned her attention to another one of her pestersome friends – a timid, bull-like fellow who had recently had a very unfortunate encounter with the infamous Team Scourge.
adiosToreador [AT] began trolling apocalypseArisen [AA]
AT: hELLO aRADIA, hOW ARE YOU? }:)
AA: tavr0s!
AA: im 0k thanks
AA: ive just been digging all day
AA: what ab0ut y0u?
AT: tHAT’S GOOD TO HEAR,
AT: i’VE BEEN PLAYING FIDUSPAWN, wITH tINKERBULL,
AT: aND kANAYA IS GOING TO FIX MY pUPA pAN OUTFIT, yOU KNOW, uHH, aFTER WHAT HAPPENED WITH vRISKA,
AT: sO I GUESS I’M OK,
AT: }:)
AA: thats great!
AA: I g0t a very strange message earlier
AA: there is a girl wh0 wants t0 flarp with me
AT: oH NO,,, }:(
AT: aRE YOU SURE SHE’S NOT IN CABOOSE WITH TEAM SCOURGE?
AA: 0_0
AA: y0u mean “cah00ts” tavr0s
AA: but n0
AA: she d0esnt even kn0w ab0ut them
AA: I d0nt think shes even ever flarped bef0re
AT: oH, wELL OK,
AT: i DON’T KNOW IF I TRUST HER,,,
AT: bUT AS LONG AS YOU STAY SAFE,
AA: actually thats the thing
AA: she wants me t0 find m0re pe0ple t0 j0in in the flarp
AA: and since y0ure part of my team and she said she kn0ws you
AT: oOPS, iS SHE CALLED aDELIA?
AT: i DON’T KNOW, sHE KIND OF SCARES ME, }:(
AT: aND MY LEGS,,,
AT: i DON’T THINK I CAN,
AA: its 0k
AA: i expected as much
AT: sORRY, aRADIA,,,
AT: mAYBE WE COULD PLAY SOME FIDUSPAWN, tOGETHER, SOMETIME THOUGH? }:)
AT: i DON’T WANT TO STOP BEING FRIENDS WITH YOU AND sOLLUX AND EVERYONE, bECAUSE I CAN’T FLARP ANY MORE,
AA: its fine!
AA: really!
AA: i w0uld like that
AA: but right n0w i have t0 ask m0re pe0ple if thats 0k with y0u
AT: oH, tHAT’S OK, i HAVE TO GO SEE kANAYA ANYWAY,
AT: i’LL TALK TO YOU SOON,
AT: bE SAFE, }:)
AA: y0u t00! I h0pe y0u feel um y0u kn0w
AA: better s00n
AA: 0k?
AT: tHANKS, tHAT MEANS A LOT,
AT: }:)
AA: I w0uld d0 a smiley face but they l00k stupid when i type them
apocalypseArisen [AA] ceased trolling adiosToreador [AT]
Aradia’s lips twitched, almost coaxed into curving into a frown as she moved her cursor over the last chat window. She really couldn’t believe she was even considering this.
terminallyCapricious [TC] began trolling apocalypseArisen [AA]
TC: ‘SuP mY bRo. HoW aRe YoU oN tHiS mIrAcUlOuS dAy? :o)
AA: 00ps sorry!
AA: i was w0rking 0n my dig sites
TC: oH sHiT, yOu RePlIeD!
TC: I wAs SoRtA mOtHeRfUcKiN’ wOrRiEd SoMe BaD sHiT hAd GoNe DoWn WiTh ThOsE tEaM sCoUrGe SiStErS.
TC: :o(
AA: 0_0
AA: y0u kn0w ab0ut that?
TC: tAv ToLd Me. MoThErFuCkEr SeEmEd PrEtTy StReSsEd AbOuT It.
AA: 0h makes sense i guess
AA: s0 um
AA: what have y0u been d0ing lately?
TC: NoThIn’ MuCh, BrO. ThE uSuAl. WaTcHiNg SoMe MoThErFuCkInG mIraClEs HaPpEn, SlAmMiNg A cOlD dRiNk AnD cHiLlIn’ WiTh My BeSt FrIeNd.
TC: hE sEeMs AnGrY lAtElY. :o(
AA: n0 surprise there
AA: um
AA: have y0u c0nsidered d0ing s0mething that d0esnt inv0lve eating that weird slime lately
TC: NaW bRo, WhY?
TC: yOu SaYiN’ wE sHoUlD hAvE sOmE cHiLl TiMe AgAiN?
TC: HoNk! :o)
AA: 0_0
AA: well actually
AA: have y0u ever tried flarping?
TC: wHy ArE aLl YoU mOtHeRfUcKeRs GoInG cRaZy AbOuT tHiS fLaRp ShIt LaTeLy?
TC: SeEmS kInDa DaNgErOuS fOr A bRo To Do, y’KnOw? :o(
AA: 0ther tr0lls are saying l0ts 0f bad things ab0ut it
AA: but really its 0nly the spiderbitch y0u need t0 be careful 0f
AA: and i think y0ud find it um
AA: “motherfucking miraculous” 0r whatever it is y0u say
AA: even eridan d0es it
TC: iM nOt ReAlLy SuRe I wAnT tO bE dOiNg AnYtHiNg ThOsE sCaRy MoThErFuCkErS tHiNk Is CoOl…
AA: 0k im g0ing t0 be h0nest
AA: i need y0ur help
AA: i g0t invited to j0in in this flarp
AA: and i need 0thers t0 j0in t00
AA: and since y0ure n0t paraplegic, siding with team sc0urge, c0mpletely insane 0r eridan, y0ure perfect t0 ask
TC: NoW tHaT’s A nIcE tHiNg tO sAy AbOuT a MoThErFuCkEr.
TC: tHaNkS, sIs. :o)
TC: I tHiNk I cOuLd TrY iT. hOnK!
AA: um that wasn’t really
AA: you know what nevermind
AA: thanks! that’s really um kind of you
TC: i DoN’t LiKe LeTtInG mY bRoS dOwn. :o)
AA: well thanks again!
AA: i think
AA: d0 y0u think y0u c0uld ask karkat t00? y0u kn0w him better than I d0
AA: in fact ask every0ne y0u think is trustw0rthy
TC: Of CoUrSe I’Ll AsK sOmE nIcE mOtHeRfUcKeRs.
TC: AnYtHiNg FoR a BrO.
AA: again that’s really great
TC: ;o)
AA: um
AA: 0_0
AA: y0u kn0w i think im g0ing to g0 back t0 digging n0w
AA: ill talk to y0u later
AA: take care and um
AA: and stuff
apocalypseArisen [AA] ceased trolling terminallyCapricious [TC]
TC: oH sHit. MeAnT tO pUt A cOlOn, BrO. nOw It’S mOtHeRfUcKiN’ AwKwArD. :o(
The hastiness with which Aradia ended that conversation made the girl cease attempting to surpress her frown. It wasn’t that she disliked Gamzee. Not in the slightest. He was just… Unusual. At least, that’s why she had been telling herself she was avoiding him. Eyeing the list of her Trollian friends once more, Aradia decided she had made decent progress. For now. She had to tell Adelia the news, once the girl came back online.
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Phil the Time Wizard
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[Feferi Peixes stood inside her massive, palatial undersea hive. She smiled and ran her hand through the mane of one of her beautiful aquatic hoofbeats while her cuttlefish swam around her feet.
The peace of this was then interrupted when suddenly her trollPad alerted her of someone contacting her on Trollian. She strolled over to it immediately to investigate. She smiled when she saw the troll's handle.
unsolicitedCupcake. A girl named Makani. She was a confusing one, but kind of fun. She seemed to enjoy contacting random strangers on Trollian and then completely baffling them with utter nonsense. She was a troll even amongst trolls, in other words. Feferi found it endearing and looked forward to the girl's silliness. It made Feferi sad to know someone like Makani would not survive the impending end.
unsolicitedCupcake [UC] began trolling cuttlefishCuller [CC]
UC: ... :)
CC: )(-E-ELLO FRI----END!!! 38D
UC: ... :)
CC: Glub glub. So, did you want somet)(ing, Makani?
UC: ... :)
CC: Glub. 38|
UC: hello... :)
CC: Yes. )(ello?
UC: http://img33.imageshack.us/img33/7366/fruitartanimals5.jpg ... :)
CC: WOW! 38D
CC: CUT-E FIS)(I-ES!!! Is t)(at w)(at you wanted to s)(ow me, Makani?
UC: no... :)
CC: Glub? 38|
UC: flarp... :)
CC: Glub? W)(at's t)(at mean? It sounds fis)(ily familiar.
UC: looking for flarp partners... :)
CC: Partners? O)( I KNOW NOW!!! T)(at's t)(at game I )(eard about somew)(ere. I T)(INK -ERIDAN PLAYS IT! 38D
CC: Must be fun, glub?
CC: I can ask Eridan to play wit)( you if you want.
UC: ... :)
CC: Glub glub? Is t)(at okay, Makani?
UC: maybe... :)
CC: Glub. 38/
CC: Alrig)(t.
CC: I'll go fis)( you up some partners!
CC: I'LL B-E BACK SOON!!! 38D
cuttlefishCuller [CC] ceased trolling unsolicitedCupcake [UC]
Feferi shook her head as she ended the odd conversation. She stared at Makani's fruity fishes for a few seconds, charmed by their whimsy before deciding to contact her Moirail. She didn't have to wait very long at all before Eridan answered her on Trollian.
cuttlefishCuller [CC] began trolling caligulasAquarium [CA]
CC: )(I -ERIDAN!!!
CA: glub
CC: Glub glub!! 38)
CA: so wwhat did you need to say to me fef
CC: I know you're into roleplaying. Do you play somet)(ing called Flarp by any c)(ance?
CA: flarp
CA: on occasion though its hardly extreme enough for my tastes
CC: O)(, so it isn't any fun?
CC: 38|
CA: like any other roleplaying its all a matter a wwho you play wwith
CC: Do any of our friends play it?
CA: of course
CA: vvris an tere are really into it and so are ara an tavv
CC: Tavros? T)(is isn't t)(e game t)(at lead to )(is accident, is it?
CA: yeah thats the one
CC: Glub glub glub 38(
CC: And t)(at's not extreme enoug)(?
CA: yeah it could be much more extreme
CC: 38/
CC: So, anyway. Glub.
CA: glub glub glub
CC: I )(ave a friend w)(o's looking for trolls to play Flarp wit)(.
CC: You t)(ink you could play wit)( )(er?
CA: a course
CA: im alwways up for a decent game and i havve nothing else planned
CC: AW-ESOM-E! T)(ANKS, ------ERIDAN! 38D
CA: so wwho is this troll friend a yours
CC: Glub. S)(e's t)(is girl I met on Trollian. S)(e uses t)(e )(andle unsolicitedCupcake.
CC: S)(e's kind of strange, but also fun.
CC: S)(e made t)(ese super cute fis)(es out of fruit:
CC: http://img33.imageshack.us/img33/7366/fruitartanimals5.jpg
CC: See, aren't t)(ey just wonderful!!
CC: Eridan?
CC: )(-EY AR-E YOU STILL T)(------ER-E?!?!
CC: >38(
CA: im sorry fef somethin came up i wwont be avvailable after all
CC: W)(at?! But you just said you )(ad not)(ing planned?
CC: 38(
CA: i forgot about this one thing I had to do at this one place
CA: so i better get to it
CA: talk to you soon fef
CA: glub glub an all that
CC: Wait just a minute, you glubbing jerk!
caligulasAquarium [CA] ceased trolling cuttlefishCuller [CC]
CC: ----ERIDAN!!!
CC: >38(
Feferi pulled back and sighed heavily. What was her moirail's deal? He could be so difficult at times. It really was frustrating. She shook her head and contemplated what to do next. She didn't want to report back to Makani empty handed. Who were the others Eridan had said did this flarp thing? Vriska, Terezi, Tavros and Aradia? No one Feferi had a particularly deep relationship with. Tavros seemed out of the question; she didn't want to strain him after his accident. That left the three girls. She didn't really have any reason to pick one over any other, so she just decided to pick the one first on her list of contacts. Of course that was Aradia with her apocalypseArisen handle. She hadn't talked to Aradia much recently, but she decided to test her luck.
cuttlefishCuller [CC] began trolling apocalypseArisen [AA]
CC: )(I ARADIA!!!
CC: Glub glub!
AA: hell0 empress
AA: its strange f0r y0u to c0ntact me
CC: I'm not ever going to be an empress. You and I bot)( know t)(at.
CC: But anyway. I'm not )(ere to talk about t)(at.
CC: Eridan says you play a game called Flarp?
AA: 0_0
AA: interesting y0u w0uld bring that up
AA: i just had a c0nversati0n with s0me0ne ab0ut that particular game
AA: its n0t a game 0ne sh0ld get inv0lved in lightly
AA: it can be really danger0us
AA: just l00k what happened to tavr0s
CC: Eridan said it wasn't extreme enough.
CC: 38/
AA: eridan isnt exactly n0rmal
CC: Glub! B-ELI-EV-E M-E, I KNOW!!!
CC: 38)
AA: s0 what did y0u want t0 kn0w ab0ut flarp?
CC: I have a friend who's looking for people to play it with.
AA: 0_0
AA: what a c0incidence!
AA: im talking with s0me0ne wanting t0 j0in a game t00
CC: WOW!!! W)(AT AR-E TH-E C)(ANC------ES?!?!
CC: It's perfect. T)(is must be fate!
AA: perhaps
AA: it d0es save me a l0t 0f tr0uble having t0 l00k f0r players
CC: You know, I t)(ink I want to try t)(is too. I mean, it mig)(t be fun!
CC: 38)
CC: And since t)(e extinction of our race is nig)(, it makes sense for me to want to do as many fun t)(ings as possible w)(ile I still can!
AA: if y0u're sure
AA: like i said it is danger0us
AA: especially if we run int0 them
CC: Run into w)(o? Glub.
AA: team sc0urge
CC: GLUB!!! SOUNDS SCARY!
CC: But I t)(ink I can )(andle it. I'm pretty strong, you know.
CC: Even if I kind of am a fis)( out of water w)(en it comes to t)(is kind of roleplaying t)(ing.
AA: thats right
AA: y0u w0uld actually be a g00d additi0n
CC: AW-ESOM-E!!! T)(en it's settled! I'll got tell Makani!
AA: makani?
CC: T)(e friend I mentioned.
CC: S)(e's pretty strange.
CC: )(er )(andle is unsolicitedCupcake.
CC: S)(e made t)(ese adorable fis)(es out of some oranges or somet)(ing.
CC: http://img33.imageshack.us/img33/7366/fruitartanimals5.jpg
AA: 0_0
AA: im n0t sure what t0 say
AA: and I th0ught the 0ne I was talking t0 was weird
AA: but if were g0ing to flarp i guess we just take what we can get
CC: COOL! T)(IS IS GOING TO B-------E FUN!!!
CC: I'm going to tell Makani now.
CC: Glub!
CC 38D
cuttlefishCuller [CC] ceased trolling apocalypseArisen [AA]
Feferi smiled, satisfied with her turn of fortune. She had found Makani some partners, including herself. She didn't know much about roleplaying, but this was sure to be fun. She smiled and decided to contact Makani again.
cuttlefishCuller [CC] began trolling unsolicitedCupcake [UC]
CC: )(I MAKANI!!!
CC: GLUB GLUB!
CC: I )(ave some great news!
CC: 38D
UC: ... :)
CC: I found you some flarp partners.
CC: Eridan was busy with somet)(ing, so I talked to anot)(er one of my friends.
CC: )(er name is Aradia. S)(e just )(appened to be looking for Flarp players rig)( w)(en I contacted )(er.
CC: W)(at kind of crazy luck is t)(at?
UC: http://img33.imageshack.us/img33/7366/fruitartanimals5.jpg ... :)
CC: Yes. You already s)(owed me t)(ose.
CC: 38/
CC: Still so cute t)(hough!!!
UC: ... :)
CC: Anyway.
CC: Aradia was talking wit)( some ot)(er trolls about playing Flarp.
CC: I told )(er about you and t)(en I decided I wanted to join in too!
UC: http://img33.imageshack.us/img33/7366/fruitartanimals5.jpg ... :)
CC: Glub.
CC: 38(
UC: i will prepare cake... :)
CC: W)(at?
CC: Um... If it's to t)(ank me, it's not necessary. I t)(ink t)(is is going to be fun!
UC: http://img33.imageshack.us/img33/7366/fruitartanimals5.jpg ... :)
CC: You know w)(at, I t)(ink I'm just going to go get ready or somet)(ing
CC: Talk to you later, Makani.
CC: 38|
cuttlfishCuller [CC] ceased trolling unsolicitedCupcake [UC]
UC: thank you for helping me feferi... :)
Feferi, mildly frustrated, but still largely amused decided to move away from her trollPad and start gathering her things while she waited for Aradia to contact her with further details. As she grabbed her most trusty 2X3dent, she nodded. This was looking to be a fun day.
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Makani laughed quietly as she left her computer. She made sure to capthalogue the citrus fishes she had carved, bringing the total number of capthalogued fruit animals to 19. She then decided to retrieve a cake from her refrigerator and captchalogue that too. Finally she added one of her paintings, a random mess of colors and shapes arranged in some abstract way with no meaning behind it. Something told her this might be useful.
Now fully prepared, Makani waited with anticipation for more detail to arrive.]
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[Lister was beginning to lose himself in the orange arc when he suddenly snapped out of his awe, realising that he was fawning over a molten iron leak that happened to arc out side his chamber. Still, thoughts of magical, far-away places lingered in his mind, and as the plague of boredom crept in to his restricted life, he sought to commune with others from other hives.
He rolled up his left sleeve and flipped the lid on his wrist-mounted CommandTop and opened up Trollian. Lister scoured his modest list of contacts, looking for a name that not only might be interesting to talk to, but wouldn't result in Lister typing obscenities with every third word.
Soon, Lister found a name that fit both criteria:
thornedIrony [TI] began trolling apathyUndermined [AU]
TI: ^v^ Hello. Are you there? -
AU: Hello.
TI: ^v^ Please, tell me you can do something to end the monotony of my day. -
TI: ^v^ I am literally swimming in brass and steel, and it's frustrating to say the least. -
AU: I ssee. Well, Adelia, who I am not ssure you have sspoken to, is organissing a FLARP ssessssion.
AU: sshess sstill looking for members.
TI: ^v^ Colour me interested. I have never done FLARP before. -
TI: ^v^ Mainly because I am considered combat ineffective. -
TI: ^v^ On account of having no guns, but only an ocean of bullets. -
TI: ^v^ Seriously, what do they expect me to do? -
TI: ^v^ Throw them? -
AU: Do pleasse calm down.
AU: Thiss rant is not ssound for you.
TI: ^v^ I an just really frustrated. -
TI: ^v^ Let me know when this FLARP is going on. -
TI: ^v^ I will pass it off as a training excursion or something. My superiors love it when we do training excursions. -
AU: Very well.
ThornedIrony [TI] ceased trolling apathyUndermined [AU]
Lister was more excited than he had been for what felt like an eternity. He dived into what he had dubbed 'Rifle Round corner' and resurfaced with two captchalogged bags of bullets, one bag of hollow rounds that left stupidly large holes in everything, and one bag of AP rounds, which could cut through nearly anything. Lister wasn't sure what he was going to do with them. He obviously couldn't fire them, and it was pointless trying to put them into a magazine. He thought he could throw them, but the lack of velocity would render such an attack redundant.
Lister had an idea. He captchalogged a tube of sealed glue and a pair of gloves, logging each glove individually. He combined one glove, the glue and four of the innumerable AP bullets and made a single AP knuckleduster. He did the same for the hollow bullets as well, making a JHP knuckleduster. Lister then stored both knuckledusters in his bulletkind strife specibus (since he was still technically using bullets) and then felt exceptionally proud of himself for arming himself.
He had never punched anything in his life, but that was a trivial detail.]
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[Really. All this communication was beginning to test Anomly's limited patience. At least the McColt fellow was planning to join. Adelia would be happy.
'A Happy Adelia, eh?' Anomly thought to herself. The thought was a fairly common one for her. The cheery girl's sheer innocent optimism was delightfully infectious, and though she was loathe to admit it, it certainly warmed her heart to see Adelia smiling.
Aside from trying in vain to recruit trolls for this FLARPing business, Anomly had been reading up on the rules and whatnot. It was more complicated that she had first considered, but it seemed to be the kind of thing that got a lot easier once you had a good hold on the basics. She supposed it would be a fine excuse for training, as well. As strong as she knew she was, there were still some scary sons of bitches out there that she wasn't so confident she'd be able to defeat with ease. Let alone trying to consider who might show up for this.
Deciding it wasn't worth worrying about for now, Anomly decided to quickly notify Adelia of her recruitment and then perhaps finish Trollita in the bath. Bliss.]
(I shall introduce Mr. Makara next chapter!)
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[Adelia eyed the unwanted items in her Fetch Modus cautiously, taking aim with her Blunderbuss. Previous experience had taught her not to try to sling the goshdarn thing over her shoulder, but her spindly legs still wobbled a bit from the sheer weight of the weapon compared to her tiny body, hindering her aim even more. 'Really,' She thought to herself, recalling some information she once read as she poised her finger on the trigger, 'It's best just to point it in the general direction of the target and hope for the best'.
Bang. Adelia yelped meekly, squeezing her eyes shut as the force of the blast made her swagger a bit. She -knew- this thing was meant for hunting ferocious musclebeasts, but it still surprised her every time it went off. At least she didn't hit herself in the face with the recoil any more. The gentle pap produced as the Fedora (which had previously been balanced precariously atop of the girl's four, inward-curled horns) hit the floor caused the young adventurer to reluctantly open one eye and survey the damage.
"Grr!" She stomped her foot down, pouting as she noticed the offending spare pair of pastel-coloured, grub-patterned panties were still captchalogued. She'd been meaning to throw those things out, she really had - but there was just no suitable place to dispose of them. At least, that's what she'd told Anomly every time her serpent-esque friend mocked her for her underwear choice.
Retrieving her Fedora from the floor, Adelia silently cursed her choice of Strife Specibus. That big, clumsy piece of wood and metal simply wouldn't do for Adeliana Jones. Now, if only Griffonmom hadn't insisted that the whipkind was for grown-ups only...
Adelia glanced at her Husktop, registering the little flashing orange icon in the bottom of the screen. She wondered who that could be.
Kicking aside drawings she'd done earlier that day whilst designing her FLARP character - simple stick figures, some clad in feather headdresses, others in fedoras - she made her way over to the little device, and brought up the chat window.
apathyUndermined [AU] began trolling ubiquitousAdventurer [UA]
AU: Hello.
UA: N:o:m-N:o:m!!!!! :>w<:
AU: ...
AU: What iss thiss "Nom-Nom" you sspeak of, little one?
UA: Teeheehee!!!!! It's y:o:u, silly!!!!!
UA: Y:o:u're A-N:O:M-ly, but I've decided t:o: call y:o:u N:o:m-N:o:m. Neat, huh?!?!?!
AU: Tssk. Ssuch a child.
AU: Anyway, I bring newss on thiss whole ssilly FLARP bussinessss.
AU: I have an... Acquaintance who hass sshown an interesst.
UA: :O::o:h, that's real c:o::o:l!!!!! Wh:o: is he?
AU: Hiss name iss Lisster. I don't believe you have sspoken with him before.
UA: Teeheehee, n:o:pe!!!!! :>n<:
UA: Buuut I've been recruiting pe:o:ple t:o::o:!!!!!
UA: I have a lady called Aradia interess-- :o::o:ps, I mean interested now, and I've t:o:ld her t:o: tell all her nice friends!!!!!
AU: Adelia, my Ssnakemother doessn't like me mingling with russtbloodss.
UA: Awww!!!!! Cm:o:n, they're c:o::o:l!!!!! Bessi-- Besides, it's n:o:t like we can find many :o:ther pe:o:ple.
AU: ...
AU: I sshall tolerate them thiss once. Jusst don't let anyone know.
UA: H:o::o:ray!!!!! Y:o:u're the best pal ever, N:o:m-N:o:m!!!!! <>
AU: Yess, I am. Sso, do you have any ideass for your character?
UA: :O:h, yeah!!!!!
UA: I was g:o:ing t:o: be a Nakey Indiam, but Griff:o:nm:o:m w:o:uldn't give me any m:o:re :o:f her feathers which was really mean, s:o: I'm g:o:ing to be Adeliana J:o:nes, Adventurer Extra:o:rdinaire!!!!!
AU: You know, normally it'ss cusstomary to FLARP ass your ancesstor.
AU: Sstop all thiss adventure childisshnessss for now.
UA: Teeheehee y:o:u typed "ass"!!!!!
AU: Yess, Adelia. I am ssure that iss ass funny ass the first billion timess you pointed it out.
UA: Y:o:u did it again!!!!!
UA: And again!!!!! :O^O:
AU: Tssk. Don't you have better thingss to be doing? I am bussy.
AU: Who even wass your ancesstor? Ssome ssilly russtblood, I'm ssure.
UA: :O:h, Griff:o:nm:o:m t:o:ld me all ab:o:ut her!!!!!
UA: She was called the H:o:peless, and she was real c:o::o:l!!!!!
UA: But I'm n:o:t sure what she looked like. :>.<:
AU: The Hopelessss, hmm? Well, I'm ssure you look hopelessss enough jusst ass you are normally.
UA: Really?!?!?! H:o::o:ray!!!!!
AU: ... That wass a joke, ssmall one.
UA: :O:h. Well, wh:o:'s your ancest:o:r, then, huh Ms. Scalypants?!?!?
AU: The Rejected.
UA: Teeheehee!!!!!!
AU: Hussh. Her sstory wass one of much tragedy and ssadnessss.
UA: Hehehehehe. Well, that's great!!!!!
AU: Hmmph. Well, I musst attend to more important thingss.
AU: Contact me if you really musst.
apathyUndermined [AU] ceased trolling ubiquituousAdventurer [UA]
'Gee,' Adelia thought. 'I hope I didn't upset her.'
Deep down, Adelia really liked her moirail. She'd never strictly called Anomly that to her face, of course...
Now, as for the ancestor news, this was a troublesome revelation indeed for Adelia. With no time to waste, she ran off to pester Griffonmom about The Hopeless.]
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[Aradia stared blankly at her reflection in the mirror, one ivory white hairstick gripped between her red lips, the other held in one of her doll-like hands. She'd be damned if she was going to let Vriska outdo her at FLARPing, but mimicking the Handmaid's hairstyle was just so. . . difficult.
She bunched her thick, wavy hair into a ponytail for what must have been the umpteenth time, twisting the flowing mass in on itself before piercing it with the hairsticks, each at opposing angles, in quick succession. The contorted bun kept its shape for no more than a few moments, before unravelling back into its usual dark, lengthy mess, the hairsticks still sticking out near her scalp at odd angles. Her brow furrowing, Aradia let out a "tut" of frustration, pulling the thin, pale sticks from her hair and placing them on the vanity in front of her with a bit too much enthusiasm. Her gaze instead fell upon the several meters of green, silky fabric she'd bought for this occasion.
She'd come back to the hairsticks later. Probably.] |
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[Makani continued to wait. She waited until her paper thin attention span evaporated. Then she decided it was time to have fun.
Opening Trollian, Makani went through her contacts. Closing her eyes, she clicked on a name at random. Her eyes lit up at the name she landed on. Perfect. Conversations with this one were always satisfying. Smiling her ever present smile, she began trolling.
Several minutes passed before the response finally came.
unsolicitedCupcake [UC] began trolling carcinoGenetecist [CG]
CG: WHAT IN THE ALMIGHTY NAME OF FUCK COULD YOU POSSIBLY WANT FROM ME?
UC: ... :)
CG: WHO THE HELL ARE YOU EVEN?
CG: WHY DO YOU KEEP CONTACTING ME?
CG: I DON'T THINK I EVEN FUCKING KNOW YOUR ASS.
UC: im your friend... :)
CG: I DON'T THINK I HAVE ANY FRIENDS AS OUT OF THEIR FUCKING MIND AS YOU.
CG: WAIT. ACTUALLY MOST OF MY FRIENDS ARE OUT OF THEIR FUCKING MIND...
CG: BUT YOU'RE NOT ONE OF THEM. THAT'S THE POINT. I DON'T FUCKING KNOW YOU.
UC: that makes me sad... :)
CG: THEN WHAT THE FUCK IS UP WITH THE SHITTY ASS SMILEY YOU JUST USED?
CG: YOU DON'T FUCKING SMILE WHEN YOU'RE FUCKING SAD DO YOU?
UC: yes... :)
CG: I DON'T HAVE TIME FOR THIS POINTLESS, CIRCULAR BULLSHIT.
CG: IF YOU DO NOT INTEND TO MAKE THE POINT OF THIS ASININE DISCUSSION CLEAR TO ME I WILL BE ON MY WAY.
CG: AND I'LL BLOCK YOUR ASS LIKE I SHOULD HAVE THE LAST TIME WE WENT THROUGH ALL THIS RETARDED SHIT.
UC: http://img585.imageshack.us/img585/8016/picture2563pineapplemon.jpg ... :)
CG: UUUUGH.
CG: WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT?
CG: WHY DOES THAT EVEN EXIST?
CG: IT MAKES NO FUCKING SENSE.
CG: WHAT KIND OF BRAINDEAD PSYCHO MAKES SOMETHING LIKE THAT?
UC: i made it... :)
CG: I HAVE ONE QUESTION:
CG: WHY?
UC: artistic spirit... :)
CG: GAHH!
CG: NO!
CG: IT'S A FUCKING GODDAMN MONKEY MADE OF SHITTY FRUIT!
CG: IT'S NOT ART.
UC: art is subjective... :)
UC: means different things to each individual... :)
CG: I KNOW WHAT SUBJECTIVE MEANS, YOU INSUFFERABLE DOUCHE.
CG: THAT FRUIT MONKEY-- IT DOESN'T MEAN SHIT TO ANYONE.
UC: its cute... :)
CG: THAT'S IT!
CG: THIS CONVERSATION IS GIVING ME A FUCKING MIGRAINE!
CG: ARE YOU GOING TO TELL ME ANYTHING OR AM I GOING TO HAVE TO PUT AN END TO THIS SHIT?
UC: what do you want to know... :)
CG: FOR STARTERS, HOW ABOUT A FUCKING NAME?
CG: YOU'VE TALKED TO ME LIKE SEVEN TIMES NOW...
CG: WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU?
UC: i am philaria the abnormal... :)
UC: legendary wizard of time... :)
CG: WHAT?
CG: IS THAT SOME KIND OF FUCKING ROLEPLAY SHIT?
CG: ARE YOU ONE OF THAT SPIDER BITCH'S FRIENDS OR SOMETHING?
UC: who... :)
CG: GAHHH!
CG: FIGURES YOU'D BE A PART OF THAT CROWD.
CG: I'M GOING TO KICK THE ASS OF WHICHEVER ONE OF THEM GAVE YOU MY FUCKING HANDLE.
UC: ... :)
CG: I THINK I'M DONE WITH THIS CRAP.
UC: okay... :)
UC: good bye friend... :)
CG: NEVER TALK TO ME AGAIN!
carcinoGenetecist [CG] ceased trolling unsolicitedCupcake [UC]
Makani smiled as she pulled away. That conversation had been fun. She really didn't know the angry shouting troll with the foul mouth on the other end. She had just contacted him at complete random once, it had amused her and so she had saved his handle.
The eccentric troll was going to find another contact to contact when suddenly someone reached out for her instead. It was someone she didn't recognize. Curious, she answered.
apocaplypseArisen [AA] began trolling unsolicitedCupcake [UC]
UC: ... :)
AA: yes hell0
AA: y0ure makani?
UC: who are you... :)
AA: aradia megid0
AA: im a friend 0f that fish empress
AA: she t0ld me ab0ut y0u
UC: fish empress... :)
AA: feferi
UC: glub... :)
AA: ha yes
AA: she said y0u wanted partners t0 FLARP with?
UC: maybe... :)
AA: im talking with s0me 0thers ab0ut a sessi0n
AA: a girl named adelia
AA: and she has a friend named an0mly
AA: and i als0 talked t0 an0ther friend called gamzee
AA: with y0u and feferi included that gives us six
AA: m0re if 0ne 0f the 0thers finds m0re players
UC: http://img585.imageshack.us/img585/8016/picture2563pineapplemon.jpg ... :)
AA: 0_0
AA: w0w
AA: what d0 i even say t0 that?
UC: it looks tasty... :)
AA: im n0t sure i c0uld eat s0mething that l00ks like that
UC: i could... :)
UC: i did... :)
AA: 0_0
AA: 0kay
AA: how was it?
UC: terrible... :)
AA: 0_0
AA: i see
AA: i think we might have wandered 0ff t0pic
UC: do you want to see the beautiful cake... :)
AA: what cake?
UC: this one... :)
UC: http://img836.imageshack.us/img836/3208/razorde.jpg ...:)
AA: umm
AA: thats n0t a cake
AA: its a raz0r
UC: i know... :)
AA: im c0nfused n0w
UC: http://img33.imageshack.us/img33/7366/fruitartanimals5.jpg ...:)
AA: 0_0
AA: s0meh0w that actually helps
AA: feferi sh0wed me th0se
AA: n0w im sure i have the right tr0ll
UC: ... :)
AA: let me see what else
AA: y0uve been r0leplaying l0ng?
UC: maybe... :)
AA: y0u kn0w h0w danger0us a game like flarp can be right?
UC: maybe... :)
AA: a friend 0f mine was permanently crippled
AA: s0me have even l0st their lives t0 the game
UC: http//img585.imageshack.us/img585/8016/picture2563pineapplemon.jpg ... :)
AA: 0_0
AA: thats n0t really a suitable resp0nse
UC: i will bring lots of baked goods... :)
AA: neither is that really
AA: but if y0ure set 0n flarp with us thats all i need t0 kn0w
AA: ill pass the details 0n t0 feferi after adelia and her friend decide 0n them
UC: okay... :)
AA: g00d
AA: see y0u later then
apocalypseArisen [AA] ceased trolling unsolicitedCupcake [UC]
Makani was smiling even more than usual when the conversation. She liked this Aradia. She seemed fun. Maybe not as much fun as Feferi or the loud, angry one, but still a lot of fun.
Makani didn't know how long it would be before the details got settled and Feferi or Aradia got back to her, so she decided to troll someone else. Again she closed her eyes and picked a name out at random. She was filled with some disappointment as she read the name. This troll was kind of strange. She thought about picking another name for a moment, but ultimately decided to talk to her anyway.
unsolicitedCupcake [UC] began trolling gallowsCalibrator [GC]
GC: M4K4N1!!!
UC: hi... :)
GC: 1TS GR34T TO H34R FROM YOU 4G41N
UC: ... :)
GC: DO YOU BY CH4NC3 H4PP3N TO H4V3 4 N3W M4ST3RP13C3 FOR M3 TO L4Y MY 3Y3S UPON?
UC: http://img836.imageshack.us/img836/3208/razorde.jpg ... :)
GC: >:/
GC: M4K4N1, TH4TS 4 R4ZOR
GC: COM3 ON, DONT HOLD OUT ON M3!!!
GC: 1M YOUR F4N!
GC: YOUR 4RT 1S JUST SO B34UT1FUL!!!!!
UC: http://img263.imageshack.us/img263/2995/cupcakeshori.jpg ... :)
GC: >:\
GC: TH4TS 4N 4SSORTM3NT OF CUPC4K3S
UC: i know... :)
GC: COM3 ON, 4T L34ST ON3 OF YOUR COLORFUL FRU1T 4N1M4LS!!!
UC: so what are you up to... :)
GC: H3333Y!!!
GC: DONT TRY 4ND CH4NG3 TH3 SUBJ3CT!!!
GC: >:[
UC: ... :)
GC: S11111GH...
GC: 1VE JUST B33N FL4RP1NG WITH MY FR13ND VR1SK4 L4T3LY
GC: W3R3 PR3TTY 3P1C 4T 1T
GC: 1 DONT KNOW THOUGH
GC: SH3S K1ND OF P1SS3D M3 OFF L4T3LY
UC: why... :)
GC: W3LL...
GC: SH3 K1ND OF CR1PPL3D TH1S OTH3R FR13ND OF M1N3
UC: crippled... :)
GC: Y34H
GC: POOR GUY C4NT W4LK 4NYMOR3
UC: thats sad... :)
GC: H4
GC: BUT YOUR3 STILL SM1L1NG
UC: of course... :)
GC: 4NYW4Y...
GC: 1M NOT R34LLY SUR3 WH4T TO DO 4BOUT 1T
GC: 1 M34N 1M R34LLY INTO TH3 GAM3
GC: 1 DONT W4NT TO STOP
GC: BUT 1M K1ND OF UNSUR3 4T TH3 SAM3 T1ME, YOU KNOW?
GC: VR1SK4S THE BEST FL4RP3R 1 KNOW, BUT 1F S3E HURTS 4NYON3 3LS3 1 KNOW, 1 R34LLY DONT KNOW WHAT 1LL DO
GC: 1M 4CTU4LLY K1ND OF GL4D YOU CONT4CT3D M3
GC: 1 TH1NK 1 N33D SOM3 4DV1C3 ON TH1S FROM OUTS1D3 THE 1NVOLV3D P4RT13S
GC: 1M ST1LL H4V1NG FUN, BUT PART OF M3 SCR34MS OUT FOR JUSTIC3!
GC: WH4T DO YOU TH1NK 1 SHOULD DO, M4K4N1?
UC: http://img585.imageshack.us/img585/8016/picture2563pineapplemon.jpg ... :)
GC: >:[
GC: ...
GC: >:]
GC: TH4T 1S JUST B34UT1FUL
GC: 1 4M NOT WORTHY TO B4SK 1N 1TS GLORY
UC: ... :)
GC: 1 R34LLY N33D3D TH4T
GC: 1 TH1NK 1LL ST4Y WITH VR1SK4 4 L1TTL3 LONG3R
GC: 1F SH3 HURTS 4NYON3 3LSE 1 C4R3 4BOUT, TH3N JUST1CE W1LL B3 S3RV3D WITH 4N 3X3CUT1ON MOST BRUT4L
GC: FOR NOW THOUGH, T34M SCOURG3 W1LL L1V3!
UC: team scourge... :)
GC: TH4TS R1GHT
GC: PR3TTY SW33T, HUH?
UC: http://img263.imageshack.us/img263/2995/cupcakeshori.jpg ... :)
GC: >:]
GC: HA THOS3 4R3 PROBABLY PR3TTY SW33T TOO
UC: ... :)
GC: HOLD ON, M4K4N1
GC: LOOKS L1K3 VR1SK4 W4NTS TO PL4N SOM3 MOR3 FL4RPING
UC: okay... :)
GC: L4T3R!
GC: H4V3 SOME SW33T STUFF R34DY FOR M3 TO ST4R3 4T N3XT TIM3!
gallowsCalibrator [GC] ceased trolling unsolicitedCupcake [UC]
Makani was kind of glad to be done with this conversation. This girl, who was named Terezi, or something like that, wasn't her favorite to engage. She was one of the few who had approached Makani on Trollian. Apparently she had stumbled upon Makani's website and fallen in love with her abstract art for its use of colors. Further more, she found the fruit animals cute and inspiring. Makani's antics just weren't as satisfied when the target enjoyed them.
Plus the conversation had been too heavy for her tastes. People being crippled FLARPing? That just wasn't a fun topic. Come to think of it, Aradia had mentioned something like that too. But it was probably just a coincidence. FLARP was dangerous at all; tons of trolls probably got crippled playing every day. It's not like the people she was contacting all knew each other. No, that would just be silly.
Adding her trusty razor, her cupcakes and her pineapple monkey back to her fetch modus, Makani smiled. She imagined she'd be hearing back from someone soon.]
Skipping Feferi this turn. Nothing for her to really do.
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[Lister was more excited than he had ever been. He began to hastily gather things he thought he might need for the FLARP. He knew he would need things that would serve in battle, but fortunately, everything he owned would serve in battle. He lived in half a fortress after all.
There were boxes of things, labelled 'DANGER' in the corner of his room. 'Dangerous things can be used as weapons', Lister reasoned as he hefted the boxes one by one towards the bunker slit in his wall. His plan was to throw all of them down into his conveniently parked vehicle below. If they landed inside it, they go with him, if not, it clearly wasn't important.
Lister got quite a few of them in. The boxes were all the same size so he could work with them in his modus with no effort. He considered taking some of his heavier shells with him. Perhaps he could wrangle them into his Bulletkind specibus. He picked up a howitzer shell, then immediately reconsidered. Throwing an explosive as big as this out of a window is a stupid idea.
'250 millimetre artillery shell', Lister spoke into his modus which, in response, gave him said shell. He left it haphazardly in the middle of the floor , then proceeded to head down.
Lister had no idea what he was taking with him, but surely that's part of the fun, he thought. The surprise of what you have to deal with and what you have to use. Lister's only concern was that he had enough to keep him safe.
In his seemingly infinite excitement, Lister glided onto his vehicle, which was surrounded by a small sea of dangerous boxes. In his vehicle, he thought about contacting Adelia about the specifics of the FLARP, but he realised that he didn't have her handle.
Still, even though he can't start flarping right away, he can still have a little bit of fun rolling around in his vehicle. ]
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[A relaxing, if scaldingly hot bath and a few chapters of Trollita later, Anomly was towelling her hair dry in her respiteblock. As she cleansed her body and fed her mind with literature, she pondered the upcoming FLARP, and how it would form. She had a good grasp on the basics and a damn good idea of her character, The Rejected.
Her Ancestor, Assassin Andromda Slytongue was a talented an well respected Brutenant in the Threshecutioner corps. Despite her being a mere green-blood, she quickly earned the respect of her peers and the adoration of her subordinates, her inherent grace and beautifully deadly skill becoming renowned across Alternia. All was looking bright and good for the young troll woman, until an unexpected and purely ceremonial investigation into her hive revealed certain before-hidden things of a somewhat questionable nature. The first of these things was that she was involved in a sordid matespritship with a peasant-blooded commoner, and as such was completely ignoring her station as not only a Green-Blood but as a member of the Threshecutioners, too. The second was that she held a fascination with such despicable works, her own personal library filled with volume after volume of forbidden romance.
The most damaging find, however, was her personal journal. She had written of her accomplishments with an air of scorn about her, damning her peers as 'intolerable, narrow-minded buffoonss', and speaking out most vehemently against the prejudice of the blood caste system and all it stood for. She wrote about her longing for a place in life and on several occasions, the lithe killer expressed her desire to elope with her precious matesprit.
None of these tarnishing life choices (despite ruining her reputation and her social standing) were actually illegal, however, so Andromda was spared the wrath of the Grand Highblood. Her fate, and suffering, was to be of a different sort.
Relieved of her position of Assassin on a fraudulent technicality, Andromda was referred to only as The Rejected. Promptly set in place was a universally accepted and unspoken law of complete and total segregation, banishment and ostracism. Knowing her life was forfeit if she argued the ruling, The Rejected took shelter in a dense forest far from view, living a life of quiet solitude, awaiting the time when her matesprit could find her.
The rest of her life as a conscious, sentient nonentity was a mystery, as her journal had run out of pages, and there was no sign of a continuation. The details Anomly knew, she only knew by sheer chance. On one clear night, she had traversed the entire forest, training as she went. On the other side of where her hive was situated, she had found a similar cave to her own. The abandoned hide was thick with dust, but inside there had once been a comfortable living area. It was here that she had found the battered tome, and had spent the night reading about her heritage. At the tender age she was at the time, it fuelled her initial doubts about the blood caste system, and had helped to shape her into the woman she had just begun the road to becoming. It was only right, in Anomly's mind, to pay homage to this incredible woman and live her destiny, if only on the FLARP playing field.
Her hair and nubile form dried, Anomly dressed herself in preparation for the day's work. Trying to find undergarments that resembled anything close to comfortable was a chore, but it was preferable to the wrath of her Lusus. Donning her usual black bootcut trousers, she pulled a clean form-fitting shirt over her head and plonked herself down, not inelegantly, in front of her Husktop once again.
She had prepared a message board on which the group of Trolls she was playing with could converse on, but she hadn't shared the address yet, instead hoping they could all meet in person first. Figuring she would send a mass message to all the people she knew were interested, they could add those they knew, and so on. Now was the time to share. She sent the link to Adelia and Lister along with instructions to meet her later on by the edge of the forest, leaving them to discover her messages when they checked their Trollian accounts. Loading some Trolljazz on Grubtube, Anomly leaned back and exhaled, ready to enjoy another chapter or so of Trollita.
At least, that was before Eridan began to pester her.
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caligulasAquarium [CA] began pestering apathyUndermined [AU]
CA: hey nom
CA: i havve a glubbin proposition for you
AU: Ampora, the name 'Nom' iss both dissgusting and degrading.
AU: Pleasse never usse it again.
CA: oh cod dont be like that
CA: wwere friends arent wwe?
AU: I would prefer to ssay acquaintancess.
AU: All you ever sseem to talk about is your infernal dessire to kill all land-dwellerss.
AU: And how could I forget your thinly-veiled attempts to wrangle your way into my quadrants?
AU: Let alone my underwear.
CA: alright alright already
CA: fuckin hell nom
CA: here i am tryin to express my reel feelins
AU: Well, I have thingss I need to be getting on with.
AU: SSo, make it ssnappy.
CA: wwell
CA: this is glubbin hard
CA: i havve a great moirallegiance with fef
CA: an me an vvris havve a good thing goin on wwith our kismesissitude
CA: im pretty much wwaxin pitch fuckin black for her
CA: so bein that you an me are like twwo of a kind
CA: an youre noble enough to be alright
CA: i wwas kinda thinkin
AU: ...Eridan?
CA: yeah nom?
AU: With all-due respect?
AU: Go fuck yoursself.
apathyUndermined [AU] has blocked caligulasAquarium [CA]
CA: oh cod i am so fuckin lonely
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Anomly by this point was slumped on her desk, repeatedly beating herself in the head with her fist. Eridan's advances were incredibly irritating, and nothing seemed to dissuade him from hitting on her. The sad thing was, her block wouldn't last long. Her Snakemother insisted she associate with him, purely for his blood colour.
It was infuriating.
Resigning herself to her destined fate, she noticed another flashing icon. Slowly, a smile spread across her usually steadfast maw. Now here was a troll it was never upsetting to speak to.
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terminallyCapricious [TC] began trolling apathyUndermined [AU]
TC: SuP, sIsTeR?
TC: YoU aLl Up AnD hAvInG a MoThErFuCkInG sWeEt DaY?
TC: HoNk. :o)
AU: Ah, Gamzee.
AU: Always a pleassure.
TC: HeHeH.
TC: ThAt'S tHe KiNd Of MoThErFuCkIn MiRaClE i LiKe To Be AlL uP aNd HeArInG.
TC: LiKe ThE bEaUtIfUl FuCkInG sYmPhOnY oF tWo RiGhTeOuS sLaM pOeT lAuGhSaSsInS oN a MiSsIoN fRoM tHe HoLy OnEs.
TC: It ReMiNdS mE oF wHeN tAvBrOs AnD mE wErE aLl Up AnD sLaMmInG sOmE cOlD oNeS lIkE a CoUpLe Of SmOoTh AnD cHiLl MoThErFuCkErS.
TC: AnD iT sUdDeNlY FuCkInG hIt Me.
AU: How intriguing.
AU: What hit you, Gamzee?
TC: We WeRe LiKe, A mIlLiOn FuCkIn MiLeS fRoM pRoSpIt.
TC: BeTwEeN uS wE hAd A fUlL bOtTlE oF fAyGo, HaLf A wArM aNd MoThErFuCkInG dElIcIoUs SlImE PiE, wE wErE wEaRiNg SoMe ToTaLlY bItChTiTs ShAdEs AnD iT wAs So FuCkInG dArK a BrO cOuLdN't AlL uP aNd SeE sHiT aT aLl! :o(
TC: BuT yOu KnOw WhAt ThIs MoThErFuCkEr DiD?
AU: You're going to tell me?
AU: God knowss I'm eager to know.
TC: FuCk YeAh! :o)
TC: So I tUrNeD tO mY bRo.
TC: AnD I tOlD tHaT mOtHeRfUcKeR tO hIt iT.
TC: AnD tHeN wE hAd ThE bEsT aNd MoSt MiRaCuLoUs MoThErFuCkInG sLaM PoEt BaTtLe In ThE eNtIrE FuCkInG hIsToRy Of MiRaCuLoUs MoThErFuCkInG sLaM pOeTrY bAtTlEs.
TC: ThAt ShIt WaS sO cAsH yOu DoN't EvEn KnOw.
TC: :o)
AU: Haha, that was incredible.
AU: It certainly ssoundss like you two had fun.
TC: DaMn FuCkInG sTrAiGhT wE dId!
AU: :s~~<
AU: You can't exactly tell.
AU: But that meanss I'm ssmiling.
TC: HoNk HoNk!!
TC: MaKeS mE mOtHeRfUcKiNg HaPpY wHeN pEoPlE bE aLl SmIlInG aNd ShIt.
TC: BuT i GoTtA gO nOw, SiStEr.
TC: TaV wAnTs To HaNg OuT.
TC: I wOuLd NeVeR lEaVe A bRo HaNgInG!
AU: SSee you then, Gamzee.
AU: I wissh you both well.
TC: ThAnKs! :o)
terminallyCapricious [TC] ceased trolling apathyUndermined [AU]
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Anomly truly enjoyed her brief and sporadic conversations with The Highblood. She could relax around him, and be herself. The rare luxury was just the ticket after dealing with Eridan, and she felt that all of her tension had eased away, leaving her content and warm. She would never be able to use her emoticon in a conversation with Adelia. Nor could she be so lax. Not yet, anyway. The childish girl was a diamond, that was clear, but there was much cleaning and sharpening and shaping to be done before that diamond was perfect. Anomly intended to be the one to do it.
Seeing that she only had a single chapter left to read of Trollita, Anomly decided to read it at the edge of her forest, waiting for her companions to arrive. Marking the page, she captchalogued the novel and walked over to her door. Making sure she looked presentable enough, she glanced in her mirror before smiling. A quick look at herself up and down confirmed her suspicions that her jeans clung tighter than was necessary to her hips and that when she moved too much, her abdomen was visible. And the hem of her underwear.
'Perfect!' She thought, and hurried out of her respiteblock to the entrance to her subterranean hive. She pulled on her calf length Cuban heels with the pointed toe and hurried out the door, glancing disdainfully at the prone form of her Snakemother, obviously slightly inebriated. Really, the serpent's borderline alcoholic tendencies were beginning to cease to be amusing. Anomly was beginning to wonder if her Lusus would be mugging other Lusi for their livers while she was out.
Hurrying toward the allotted rendezvous point, Anomly stopped momentarily to test her Kind Abstratus. Extending the razor-sharp nail of her left index finger, she quickly and viciously brought it across the trunk of a proud and mighty oak tree. Nothing visible happened.
'Also perfect.' She internally commented, turning from the tree and continuing her pleasant journey. As she left the heavily shaded area to where the trees gradually dissipated into brushland, the oak creaked, gravity finally noticing the fine severance. Her Obsidian Manicure had cut the poor Quercus cleanly in half at almost a molecular level.
Now thoroughly emasculated, the tree was left to die in shame. Its relatives would speak in hushed tones of his unfair death for centuries to come.
Wait, that's stupid. Trees aren't sentient entities.
o0oo0oo0o
In one single day, Gamzee Makara had been offered - and accepted, no less - am opportunity to FLARP for the first time in his life. He'd enjoyed a chat with his friends, he'd drank wicked elixir by the gallon and eaten five pies. He'd also found time to slam with his bro, watch a really interesting cloud and scrape nearly a pint of collective gunk from under all of his nails. All of them.
The thing was, he'd managed to do all of this and still end up falling fast asleep on his precarious rock by the sea. When Aradia was trying desperately to get hold of him and notify him of further plans to do with the roleplaying, too.
Clouds were always things of inherent and ethereal beauty to Gamzee and as he lay outside drifting off, he saw countless miraculous beauties drifting across the sky. A Faygo bottle, a Mirthful Messiah or two... It momentarily took the form of a beautiful smiling face with ram-like horns, but Gamzee looked away when he felt his cheeks burn under the makeup.
Certain questions often arose when people came into contact with the Indigo-Blooded Troll. For these queries to be answered, it would take the finest minds Alternia had to offer, and if this theoretical research were to happen, it would take decades to answer the question that has plagued Trollkind for generations.
"How does Gamzee Makara think, and how does that relate to his actions in the real world?"
There could only be one viable answer. One Truth. One Absolute.
Miracles, Brother.
Mother. Fucking. Miracles.]
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(NOTE: Any and all fanservice in this post is entirely the fault of an insistent Toutaku and a large consumption of ridiculously alcoholic liquors. I apologize.)
[The journal of The Hopeless would have seemed, to any normal being, to be no more than the ramblings of a madwoman, but the writings of her ancestor had enamoured Adelia enough to read the whole thing from cover to cover, having sneaked it out from Griffonmom's nest - along with an old, worn leather whip and a crumpled fedora - when the old bird was on lookout.
The Hopeless, also known as Venturer Margreta Bonezeal, traversed the Alternian landscape in search of what she called "pretties", wondrous items from times long past that could be found in the most obvious of places. She kept all of her pretties in an establishment which she named a Trollseum, in an effort to showcase her discoveries to the whole of Alternia.
However, Margreta found that most of her fellow trolls had no interest in the relics of the past. Her Trollseum was a failure. Most of the visitors were those higher in the caste, who had caught wind of the sorry little facility and had come to scoff at Margreta's findings. What kept Ms. Bonezeal so... Zealous, despite all the ridicule, was the frequent visits of a few kind souls. One of these in particular was a green-blooded lady named Andromda Slytongue, who - as Adelia had read about in rather uncomfortable detail - seemed very close to Margreta.
The Hopeless had carried on for the longest time like this, but as she began gifting her matesprit with the trinkets she found instead of displaying them to the world, the Trollseum became redundant, and Margreta really, truly did become hopeless. Her situation was only worsened when the news spread of her connections to Ms. Slytongue, and before she had the chance to redeem herself, she was at the top of The Grand Highblood's culling list.
Her Trollseum destroyed in the night by a group of Threshecutioners, Margreta barely escaped with her life, and her two treasured possessions - a heavily used leather whip, and her fedora. Her last entry in the slightly singed journal stated that she was fleeing to the forest to reunite with her exiled matesprit. What happened to her after that is unknown, but it can be assumed that troll society hardly noticed her slipping away into the wilderness, and even less cared.
Adelia thought that perhaps one day she'd like to open a Trollseum. She reminded herself to sneak the journal back into her birdbrained lusus' nest before she left, and began to prepare her outfit for the FLARP. Hoisting herself out of her plush chair, she looked down at her current outfit, pulling the waistband of her shorts away from her body and peeking inside. Best start with the basics. What kind of panties would The Hopeless wear...?
'Not thosse sstupid grub-patterned thingss.' She could almost hear Anomly chiding her already. Harrumph.
The young girl stomped over to her wardrobe, the pale wooden floorboards creaking each time she bought her heavy, laced boots down on them. Her gaze scanned the drawers near the floor - more specifically, the one filled with "grown up" pants Anomly had made her buy when they shopped together. She eyed the disorganized cluster of fabric cautiously, the mere concept of actually wearing one of these... Torture devices was completely alien to her. Completely lost with where to start, she closed her eyes and reached in, pulling out the first thing she touched. Which, coincidentally, happened to be an old pair of panties she'd stolen from Anomly's hive as a prank a while back. 'Maybe not.' She thought to herself, a deep, honey-like blush spreading across her cheeks, and she put the offending items away.
After all, she didn't want her moirail to think she was weird or anything.
Deciding that maybe the panties weren't entirely important right now, the gold-blooded girl opened her wardrobe - also filled with pointless gifts from dearest NomNom, intended to improve her "atrociouss fasshion ssensse". They'd been slung at the "never touch these" end of her wardrobe, deemed unfit for adventuring in. Adelia took one off of its hanger - a brown puffed skirt, layers of a deep fallow colour pulled tight at the waist - and held it up against herself in the mirror. Okay, so it didn't look too bad. But what would she wear it with...?
Her mind had begun to wander after that, and no small amount of time later, Adelia stood in front of the mirror, her outfit complete. The horn-holes in the slightly malformed brown fedora on her head didn't quite match those of herself, but at least it didn't balance precariously atop her head like the other hats she donned. She'd found her old tweed blazer buried in the back of her wardrobe, and had deemed it fitting, because everyone knows that all good Venturers had worn tweed at some point in their lives. She'd painted her symbol - bright gold and rather shoddy - onto a plain white blouse, which disappeared beneath the worryingly high waistband of her skirt. She ran her fingers through her otherwise quite scruffy mop of hair which rested upon her shoulders, and clutched her whip tightly, grinning and ready to depart.
The walk to the edge of the forest - although it was one Adelia scarcely made - was one she knew almost by instinct now, and she took this as a chance to test her whip skills. Needless to say, these, much like her Blunderbuss skills, were less than impressive. She'd managed to maim a grand total of two trees on her way, although the third time was far from a charm. The sun was setting - it was dark enough to be safe to travel outside of the forest in, but the light on the horizon was still bright enough to skewer her vision. The trees were just starting to give way to the flatter, scrub-like terrain on the edge of the forest, and Adelia had found the perfect victim. An angular, scrawny branch jutted out the side of an otherwise perfectly-sturdy oak tree, above what appeared to be some odd form of silhouetted, perfectly still, lumpy shrubbery.
Making needless cracking sound effects, Adelia drew her whip back through the air, her fedora doing very little to stop her from hitting herself with the piece of leather. Squarely in the jaw. She yelped and stomped her foot down in frustration, rubbing the stinging - and no doubt liable to bruise - patch of flesh frantically. However, being the bold adventurer she was, she couldn't be disheartened. She tried once more, and to her surprise, the whip actually connected with her target, wrapping itself around the branch several times.
"Yes!" She shouted to herself, using all her strength to prise the branch away. Oddly enough, that worked too. Something had to be wrong.
And that was exactly when the "shrubbery" let out a screech, the branch landing directly on top of it.The "shrubbery" got to its cuban-heel clad feet, clutching at its head - its horns - the hem of black, lacy underwear still evident above its jeans after it had ceased crouching. And that was when Adelia realised that wasn't a piece of shrubbery at all. Oops.
"U-Uh, Hey, NomNom." She muttered, timidly adjusting her fedora and approaching the evidently seething serpentine girl.]
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[Aradia stepped over a few stray twigs, demurely tugging at the green silk hem of her Cheongsam to prevent it from riding up and revealing the rather racy choice of panties she'd been forced into wearing to prevent an unsavoury pantyline. She knew something had seemed off when she tried her new attire on in the mirror, but some... Technical issues with her Husktop meant she didn't have time to change after recieving the message about the pre-FLARP meeting in the forest.
Her grubphone, nestled inside the green silk garter on her thigh, vibrated as she recieved a message, causing the red-blooded girl to flinch, a light blush stinging her cheeks as she retrieved it. It was her Trollian app. A reply she should have recieved hours ago.
apocalypseArisen [AA] started trolling terminallyCapricious [TC]
AA: hell0 gamzee
AA: are y0u g0ing t0 that meet ab0ut the flarp t0day?
AA ...
AA: hell0?
TC: Oh HeY SiS. :o)
TC: I sAw A cLoUd ThAt LoOkEd JuSt LiKe YoU tOdAy.
TC: ShIt WaS MoThErFuCkInG mIrAcUlOuS.
AA: 0_0 um
AA: thats um
AA: thats nice
AA: i think
AA: but i asked if y0u were g0ing t0 the meeting
TC: ThAt ShIt?
TC: NaW, SeEmS kInD Of MoThErFuCkInG bOrInG. :o(
TC: BeSiDeS, i'M aLl Up On ThIS mAd CoMfY rOcK. ShIt Is LiKe A mOtHeRfUcKiNg PiLlOw MaDe By ThE sEaBeAsTs Or SoMeThIn.
AA: ...
AA: gamzee
AA:: h0w many pies have y0u c0nsumed t0day? 0_0
TC: OnLy FiVe, BrO.
TC: WhY? yOU wAnT mE tO bRiNg OnE tO tHaT fLaRp ShIt FoR YoU?
TC: I gOt A fReSh BaTcH bEiNg BaKeD rIgHt NoW. :o)
AA: n0 n0 n0
AA: thats 0k
AA: y0u see um
AA: i was thinking after this wh0le flarp thing
AA: we could share 0ne again s0metime
AA: in a place with l0ts and l0ts 0f tr0lls
AA: wh0 all have an aversi0n t0 pailing
AA: yes thats exactly why i asked
TC: YoU cAn Be MoThErFuCkIn StRaNgE sOmEtImEs, SiS.
TC: BuT tHaTs PrEtTy SwEeT.
AA: haha yes
AA: "sweet"
AA: that is the intenti0n i had with that 0bviously well th0ught 0ut statment
AA: please keep believing that
AA: i have t0 hurry up n0w im already late
AA: g00dbye
apocalypseArisen [AA] ceased trolling terminallyCapricious [TC]
Aradia felt her cheeks burning even deeper as she jammed her grubphone back beneath her garter. It baffled her that even after what some would call extensive communication with Gamzee, she still found it very difficult to converse with him in a way that didn't make her look like a complete fool.
The sun had set completely now, and as Aradia watched the last slivers of the deep, pinkish colours disappearing behind the horizon from her peripheral vision, she picked up her pace, reassuming a hurried, awkward shuffle as she clutched the too-high hem of her Cheongsam against her thighs, silently cursing herself for leaving her hive like this.] |
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Phil the Time Wizard
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[Feferi had started grooming her aquatic hoofbeasts again as she waited for more details of the FLARP to be passed on to her. She smiled as her trollPad alerted her to a troll. This should be her friend now, she thought. She didn't know exactly what to expect with this whole roleplaying thing (maybe it was kinda like what she did with her cuttlefish?) but she was very excited to find out what it was all about. Maybe someday soon she'd be able to play a game like FLARP with Eridan? That would surely be fun. She had begun to feel their Moirallegiance was kind of a little rocky as of late. They could probably use something to strengthen it.
Those thoughts in mind, Feferi picked up her trollPad. She noticed that some kind of file had been sent to her and that indeed, Aradia was trying to get in touch on Trollian. She answered her eagerly.
apocalypseArisen [AA] began trolling cuttlefishCuller [CC]
AA: hell0 there
CC: 38D
CC: )(I!!! I'V-E B-E-EN WAITING!
CC: W)(at's t)(e glubbing news?
AA: i sent y0u s0mething
CC: Yea)(? I got it.
AA: an0mly wants t0 meet up t0 0rganize the flarp
AA: that file has the time and l0cati0n
CC: Nice! I'll definitely be t)(ere!
CC: 38)
AA: g00d
AA: by the way
CC: Yea)(?
AA: y0ure friend makani is very unusual
CC: )(A!!! S)(-E SO IS!!!
CC: T)(at is one weird troll.
CC: But s)(e's so fun to talk to!!!
AA: if y0u say s0
AA: pass that file al0ng t0 her if y0u can
CC: GOT IT!!!
CC: 38D
AA: s0 thats ab0ut it
AA: any questi0ns
CC: S)(ould I bring anyt)(ing to this meeting? Like drinks or snacks or somet)(ing?
AA: i d0ubt that will be necessary
AA: im n0t entirely sure but i think this is just t0 bec0me acquainted t0 0ne an0ther
AA: y0u may want t0 dress in character
CC: Glub?
CC: In c)(aracter?
CC: W)(at do you mean?
AA: dressed as the character y0ull be playing as
CC: Playing as?
CC: You mean you don't just be yourself?
AA: 0_0
AA: i guess y0u werent kidding ab0ut being new t0 this
CC: )(a...
CC: Fis)( out of water, like I said.
AA: typically with flarp y0u play as y0ur ancest0r
CC: Glub.
CC: I'm not sure )(ow well I can be like )(er.
AA: thats right
AA: unlike m0st 0f us y0uve actually met y0urs
AA: shes still alive and 0ut there s0mewhere
CC: Glub. That's right.
AA: well d0 what y0ure c0mf0rtable with
CC: I t)(ink I'll be myself from t)(e future I know will not )(appen.
CC: Ot)(erwise known as T)(-E GR-EATEST FUCKING TROLL ----EMPR-ESS -EV-----ER!!!!
AA: 0_0
AA: that sh0uld be fine
CC: 38)
CC: Glub!
CC: I'll just go wit)( t)(at t)(en!
AA: alright see y0u at the meeting
AA: g0tta g0 n0w 0r ill be late
CC: Okay!
CC: BY----E!!!
apocaplypseAriden [AA] ceased trolling cuttlefishCuller [CC]
Feferi nodded and checked Aradia's file. It was kind of far off, so she decided she had better hurry. First she had to pass the file along to Makani though.
cuttlefishCuller [CC] began trolling unsolicitedCupcake [UC]
CC: )(-ELLO MAKANI!
CC: Don't )(ave muc)( time, but I just sent you a file.
CC: It's from Aradia's friend. )(as details on a meeting to discuss t)( FLARP.
UC: thanks... :)
CC: GLUB! 38)
CC: No problem!
UC: http://img585.imageshack.us/img585/8016/picture2563pineapplemon.jpg ... :)
CC: Wow.
CC: As cute and creative as usual!
CC: 38D
CC: T)(oug)( I must say I'm more partial to t)(e fis)(ies.
CC: Guess I'm biassed.
UC: ... :)
CC: But anyway, like I said, I'm in a bit of a )(urry.
CC: S-E-E YOU W)(-EN W-E M-E---ET, MAKANI!!!!
CC: I'm SO looking forward to it!!!!!!
CC: W-E'R-E GOING TO )(AV----E SO MUC)( FUN TOG-ET)(-ER!!! I can just tell!
CC: GLUB GLUB GLUB!!!
CC: 38D
UC: okay im looking forward to seeing you, feferi... :)
UC: bye... :)
cuttlefishCuller [CC] ceased trolling unsolicitedCupcake [UC]
As she ended the conversaion, Feferi giggled. She hadn't ever met Makani in person. That should be interesting. It was always fun meeting friends in person for the first time. She captchalogued her trollPad and held her favorite 2X3dent out once more. She decided she would just dress normally. Even as an empress, she didn't see herself changing much, so it was excusable.
Giving a final glub she mounted an aquatic hoofbeast and began to ride it through her hive and eventually the wider ocean beyond.
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Makani was smiling as Feferi ceased the conversation. Of course she was always smiling though, so that wasn't really saying too much. She opened and read the file. She recognized the location. It wasn't that far away from her home in the mountains. Some forest. She'd be able to get there in time no problem. Might be more fun to show up late anyway though. She'd decide later.
Makani began to think about her Ancestor. Philaria Philius was famed throughout Alternia as the mysterious Sorcerer of Timespel. In truth, however, he was an alcoholic and cross dresser who organized elaborate scams to swindle the unsuspecting out of their money, most of which inevitably failed. He also fancied himself a master slam poet, renowned for his beats which were deemed to be violently ill. He lived a peaceful life of shame, failure and ridicule but then, one day this all suddenly changed. A sudden explosion lead a sturdy rock of considerable heft to collide quite forcefully with his cranial area.
The collision caused a permanent change in Philaria's temperament. He became a vagabond of sorts, on a never ceasing quest to locate the legendary single horned hoofbeast which in his visions he knew to be the bane of the true god and the root of all things evil in the world. His mad obsession and disregard to all other things earned him the name The Abnormal among the common troll folk, all of whom thought him to be quite strange.
After decades of search, Philaria found the single-horned hoobeast and a battle of such extreme epicness that one could hardly believe was initiated. After months of brutal conflict between Philaria and his sworn kismesis, he and the hoofbeast shared one single moment of fiery passion. This is considered by some scholars to be the genesis of many varieties of musclebeast. These scholars are considered by most to be entirely wrong.
After that no one saw the one known as The Abnormal ever again. Some say he and the single-horned hoofbeast settled down together, and lived a long and happy life among nature's bounty. Still others say in the end each brought the other's untimely and unfortunate demise. Yet others say they both still exist out there as spirits, watching over troll kind for all eternity, someday to return. All three groups are ridiculed quite heavily by actual intellectuals. Because, really, why should anyone even care?
Makani stopped thinking about her ancestor and started thinking about why she had started thinking about her ancestor. She shrugged. She supposed it was just a thing to do. Most people roleplayed as their ancestors, and she always said she did, but The Abnormal was so hopelessly obscure that most people weren't the least bit wiser to the fact that she was doing it completely wrong.
Makani decided on her outfit. She was going to wear her tightest smile shirt. She had drawn it terribly. The eyes didn't even come close to lining up, the right was more than three times the size of the left, and the mouth was entirely crooked. With this shirt, she wore the shortest miniskirt she could find. Under it, she wore pink panties emblazoned with an image resembling the countenance of her beloved Lusus, Bearius T. Snuggleface. Finally, she put on some obnoxiously large boots, a single white glove and her entirely decorative black-rimmed glasses.
Making sure her long hair was perfectly straight, she decided she was ready to go... But instead, she went back to her computer. She'd go after a couple more good trolling sessions. Removing the glove she had just put on, she picked another random name from her contact list.
unsolicitedCupcake [UC] began trolling arsenicCatnip [AC]
AC: :33 < *ac wakes from her catnap to find the strange cupcake lady trolling her again*
AC: :33 < *as she waves hello she wonders why*
UC: *uc says hello to ac as she smiles*... :)
AC: :33 < *ac smiles back and asks uc what she wants*
UC: *uc holds up a wonderful fruit fish and shows it to ac as she smiles*... :)
UC: http://img263.imageshack.us/img263/2995/cupcakeshori.jpg ... :)
AC: :33 < *ac scratches behind her ears, purrplexed as she stares at cupcakes*
UC: *uc smiles*... :)
AC: :33 < you're really weird, uc!
AC: :33 < i mean *ac shakes her head and calls uc a weirdo!*
UC: *uc smiles*... :)
UC: *uc asks ac if she wants to see something really nice*... :)
AC: :33 < *ac sighs, knowing it will just be some strange fruit animal or pastry*
AC: :33 < *but ac says okay, since she apurrciates uc playing along with her all the time, even if she's totally weird*
UC: *uc finds some random image on the internet and smiles*... :)
UC: http://i44.tinypic.com/2vxq4pz.png... :)
AC: :33 < *ac becomes even more purrplexed as she stares at the highly unusual image*
UC: *uc smiles*... :)
AC: :33 < *ac begins to wonder about uc as she paws playfully at her own tail*
AC: :33 < *ac asks uc about herself*
UC: *uc says her name is terezi and shes an appreciator of fine art and smiles*... :)
AC: 33 < you're lying! i know terezi! she's my good friend!
AC: :33 < *ac claws uc for being mean and lying to her!
UC: *uc offers ac a tasty snack in apology and smiles*... :)
UC: http://img836.imageshack.us/img836/3208/razorde.jpg ... :)
AC: :33 < *ac thanks uc for the nice razor, even if it doesn't look at all tasty and probably isn't as sharp as acs claws*
UC: *uc smiles*... :)
AC: :33 < *ac wonders who uc is and how she knows terezi*
UC: *uc tenderly strokes ac behind her ears and smiles*... :)
AC: :33 < *ac purrs in delight, even though its obvious uc is just trying to change the subject!*
UC: *uc shows ac one of the images from before to stay mysterious and smiles*... :)
UC: http://img33.imageshack.us/img33/7366/fruitartanimals5.jpg ... :)
AC: :33 < *ac is surprised to find this isnt an image shes s33n before*
AC: :33 < *ac stares at the image and purrs, finding herself suddenly hungry for tasty fish*
UC: *uc waves bye and smiles*... :)
AC: :33 < what? you're leaving? but i wanna play more!
UC: *uc apologizes but insists she has things she must accomplish and smiles*... :)
AC: :33 < *ac says her goodbye and waves her tail at ac, hoping they m33t again soon*
UC: *uc vanishes with the wind and smiles*... :)
unsolicitedCupcake [UC] ceased trolling arsenicCatnip [AC]
Makani was content as the conversation ended. She enjoyed talking with this strange roleplaying catgirl she had randomly encountered previously. It just got a little boring after so long, so Makani had decided it best to end the conversation early. She was quite surprised to hear that this catgirl knew her overzealous fan Terezi. What were the chances? An amusing fact for sure, even if Makani wasn't sure if it was useful to her just yet.
Not completely satisfied, Makani decided to troll one more troll. More than her art of fruit animals or even baking, this was probably her favorite pastime after all. She might not be able to access Trollian for a while either. Sure, she had her portable computing unit, but she found it to be one of the hardest things in the world to get her fetch modus to spit up. And so she decided to find one more random name from her list. The one she landed on caused her eyes to brighten.
unsolicitedCupcake [UC] began trolling caligulasAquarium [CA]
CA: YOU
CA: the last thing i need right noww is your random fish-brained crap
CA: not after being rejected by nom AGAIN
UC: nom... :)
CA: SHUT UP it doesnt concern you
UC: ... :)
CA: howw do you knoww fef
UC: whats a fef... :)
CA: she talked about you said you wwere glubbin friends or somethin
UC: glub... :)
UC: you mean feferi... :)
CA: a course i mean fef wwhat do you think wwere talkin about here
UC: how do you know feferi... :)
CA: wwhat kind a question is that
CA: im her glubbin MOIRAIL
CA: the only question here is howw in the name of cod you knoww her
UC: im her matesprit... :)
CA: YOU ARE NOT
CA: thats ridiculous
UC: but how are you so sure... :)
CA: shes my moirail
CA: I knoww more about her than fuckin anyone
UC: you dont know how she knows me... :)
UC: thats proof she doesnt tell you everything... :)
CA: i dont believe you
CA: youre lyin through your gills
UC: http://img585.imageshack.us/img585/8016/picture2563pineapplemon.jpg ... :)
CA: wwhat in cod's name is THAT
CA: wwere tryin to havve a serious convversation here
UC: theres nothing more serious than pineapple monkey... :)
CA: youre messed up
UC: my matesprit doesnt think so... :)
CA: shes not your matesprit
CA: i dont believe a single word of it
UC: denial cant change the truth... :)
CA: you have no proof
UC: copy/paste from our last steamy conversation: "CC: S-E-E YOU W)(-EN W-E M-E---ET, MAKANI!!!!
CC: I'm SO looking forward to it!!!!!!
CC: W-E'R-E GOING TO )(AV----E SO MUC)( FUN TOG-ET)(-ER!!! I can just tell!
CC: GLUB GLUB GLUB!!!
CC: 38D
UC: okay im looking forward to seeing you, feferi... :)" ... :)
CA: LIES you made all that up just noww
UC: believe what you want... :)
UC: i have to get ready to meet someone... :)
CA: as her moirail i do not approvve of any of this
UC: http://img585.imageshack.us/img585/8016/picture2563pineapplemon.jpg ... :)
CA: wwhat the glub is wwrong wwith you
UC: glub glub glub... :)
UC: good luck with your nom... :)
unsolicitedCupcake [UC] ceased trolling caligualsAquarium [CA]
Makani couldn't help but laugh softly as she ended this conversation abruptly. This fishy weirdo had been on her contact list for a while. She really annoyed him, much like the shouty foul mouthed individual from before. This made him another one of her favorite to troll. The idea that this was the same troll as the moirail Eridan that Feferi often spoke of was even more shocking than AC and Terezi being acquainted. And it was hilarious. Trolling the fishy guy was this much more easier and effective now. It was just great.
Fully satisfied with her trolling session now, Makani decided it was about time she left for the pre-FLARP meeting. Gathering all her things, she left her hive and her home, waving goodbye to Bearius T. Snuggleface as she did.]
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