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8 yrs ago
Current Sliced Bread is the best thing since Betty White
8 yrs ago
I finally got around to watching A Silent Voice. Very nice to see some deaf culture representation in anime.
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9 yrs ago
My room is so empty! All of my furniture sans bed and wardrobe have been moved to the new place. Not long now :)
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9 yrs ago
Buzzbead... BuzzBEAD. WHICH GEMSTONE ARE YOU? TAKE THIS INSIGHTFUL QUESTIONNAIRE TO FIND OUT!
9 yrs ago
*Downing a bottle of cab merlot whilst filling out mental illness quizzes on buzzbeed* COMING OUT OF MY CAGE AND I'VE BEEN DOING JUST FINE
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29, He/Him. Amateur Tarot reader and literature enthusiast. Part time student majoring in English Literature and Cultural Studies.

Current music obsessions: Fleetwood Mac, Spacey Jane, Florence and the Machine, Franz Ferdinand.

Currently reading: 'The Ministry of Utmost Happiness' by Arundhati Roy

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I didn't actually take any pictures. The Festival was quite boring tbh. How are things for everyone else here?
Leshas reminds me of someone...

youtube.com/watch?v=-T2luwLcfeg


I was thinking more along the lines of;

@Invader Len Man, I wanna see the B-52's live. That'd be amazing. Guns 'n' Roses is coming to our town soon but I'm not sure if I'll go see them. Was never a huge fan.

I only drink on rare occasions. I'm having a Steven Universe marathon/Cocktail party for my birthday. It will be the second time this year I've had any alcohol. Also don't even ask me about wines. There are so many, all with different names.
My trolls CS/Intro is done. Every relevant detail should be in there and then some.



Prospit Dreamer
Vermillion Lowblood | ஜ
Seer of Heart | The Land of Fog and Silence


Your name is PLUTUS ISHTAR, and you are best described as a SPINELESS WHELP.

At least, that's what you've been told by other trolls. You are SIX SWEEPS old and live in your mountain hive with your Lusus, LIONESS MOM, who is very strict and protective. In fact, your Lusus is so overprotective that she refuses to let you leave the hive to play with your friends or any other manner of EXTREMELY DANGEROUS OUTDOOR ACTIVITY. She also keeps you inside as your status as a VERMILLION LOWBLOOD makes you a target of bullying and possible culling from other trolls of a more respectable blood caste. You don't mind though, because your incredibly spacious hive is packed to the rafters with various goodies to keep you entertained.

Yes, an upstanding MALE TROLL such as yourself has a variety of INTERESTS in which you engage in daily. You fucking love FLARPING, but not being able to play with friends does limit yourself to solo campaigns only. Oh, but how you dream of one day running your own multiplayer campaign. You have many interesting and engaging ideas for these campaigns, which you keep stored in your HUSKTOP for safe keeping. You do enjoy casual WRITING and READING ANCIENT TROLL LITERATURE from time to time. Particularly you are a fan of YOUNG ADULT ROMANCE and thoroughly enjoy imagining yourself being whisked away by your own personal Troll Prince Charming. Your hive is filled with countless novels that your Lusus has brought back to you over the years so you wouldn't be bored.

Your prized possession is your absolutely stunning PEACEKEEPER RIFLE, a long ranged sniper rifle that belonged to your ancestor; THE HIGHBLOOD CULLER, a rebel who assassinated Highblood trolls for their prejudices against the lower castes. You would often spend your afternoons using the rifle from your hive to help your Lusus hunt food for you in the forests down below. While you would never dream of killing another troll, you do wish you weren't so SHY AND TIMID, just so you could stand up to the various Highbloods who torment you by vandalising your hive and stealing your stuff. Alas, the courage of your ancestor was not a trait you inherited.

Unfortunately, you no longer have your STRIFE SPECIBUS: SNIPERKIND anymore. It was stolen, along with your SYLLADEX. You are fan of the LINGUISTICS MODUS, which translates the name of anything you place into your Sylladex from Alternian into over 1000 different languages from across the galaxy; though you're pretty sure most of them are made up. You can take out anything you'd like from the Modus, but you have no idea what anything is anymore. Unlike other Sylladex's, there is no picture displaying the item stored. You find the Modus to be both a fun way to learn other languages as well as an amusing guessing game. You suppose you'll have to find a way to get those back sometime. Perhaps you could ask one of your many TROLLIAN FRIENDS.

Despite your low blood caste and INTROVERTED TENDENCIES, you have quite a handful of online friends which you chat to quite regularly. You are a very GOOD LISTENER and are surprisingly in popular demand in the realm of MOIRAILLEGIENCE. However you haven't committed yourself to any of your quadrants just yet, feeling quite HESITANT AND FRIGHTENED by the whole ordeal. Your Trollian is TimidScribe and you tend to type AZ IF TO EMULATE YOUR ZTRONG, COURAGEOUZ, ANCEZTOR.

Despite your reclusive nature, you are actually quite a tall troll. Though it's easy for others to mistake you for average height with the way you slouch and try to make yourself smaller. Your cheeks are flushed with vermilion red and your teeth are pointy and sharp, with elongated canines that sit just over your bottom lip. Your black hair kept short on the sides, but the top is left to grow long and wild, like a floppy Mohawk that falls down over your right eye. Your horns are short and nubby, but one is slightly larger than the other for whatever reason. Your outfit is usually very standard, grey trousers and a black shirt with your Troll Sign printed on it. However you do enjoy wearing your ancestor's leather jacket, which was clearly designed for someone with more muscle mass than you. The article of clothing was left in a chest for you to find along with the Peacekeeper Rifle. It's much too big for you, but you dream of one day being able to look just as cool as he probably did wearing it. You also like to wear a pair of large goggles.
I will get started on my Seer of Heart soon. Also, I changed my avatar and signature to better represent my obsession with this fandom.

Also, John is best boy.
Blazing Saddles is one of my favourite movies of all time. He will be dearly missed.
@Leslie Hall Wait... What are those characters for exactly?

(Also I see Mr. Klaus lol should I add a certain K.K into the mix? XD)

Also I need to get to work on a new character/s as well...)


Klaus was my biggest crush on that show. so Manly and stoic

Also those three are Rosalina's squad. I wanted Moar Rune Knight characters.
@Invader Len I wish there was Larping there. That would have been great. I did have a lot of fun, especially when one of the bands started singing Fleetwood Mac. That was great.

I also bought Mead. I'm saving the bottle for my birthday.
I have finally finished the characters! That took longer than it needed to.





Rosalina Idwal
The Demon Hunter

@Zarkun


The streets of Crocus had taken on an entirely different form. The once crowded, living city had taken on a cold and somewhat sad demeanor that mirrored Rosalina's. The Council woman meant no disrespect to the man from Isval, but she could not help as though she was backed into a corner. Her gaze wandered up to the very top of the various buildings, watching clouds gently drift across the sky. She wished nothing more to do the same right now; drift along without having to deal with such sensitive situations. Mako's voice, careful yet firm, was a constant reminder to her that she must be careful not to seem rude by acting so aloof.
"You must understand, Miss Idwal, that until he either accepts or dies, I am bound to search for him and follow him. Eventually, I will be forced to put him in a position where he can't say no, though I can not touch him until he has in turn defended himself". Neatly folding her gloved hands over one another, Rosalina continued through the streets towards where she knew the man Mako sought to be stationed.
You could just say no. What good would that do? The man was clearly persistent, and if she were to be perfectly honest it didn't seem as though Rosalina's permission was a factor in Mako's quest.
Have him arrested. For what crime? He had only expressed his intent to challenge the man, promising that he would not attack him while defenseless. Of coarse, Rosalina knew that having someone arrested for no reason was well within the power of a Council member, but her blood boiled at the idea that she would ever stoop to the same level as the previous Council.

"In our culture, when one man causes another to loose his honor, he prepares himself for at least a year of hounding before accepting. This man, who you captured, has had five years of avoiding me. I will not take no for an answer when my mother could be dead and I not know it."
"We are approaching his post," Rosalina spoke bluntly, not being incredibly keen on conversation. Five years. Mako had wasted so much time in a foreign country over this obsession. In her heart, Rosalina knew she was unfit to judge. Where Mako came from, honour was clearly of great importance. They passed a wall of slate gray bricks, with only an old wooden door at the far end of the wall. The hinges were rusted and the wood splintered, indicating the poor condition this old guard post had been left in. Her fingers gently enclosed around the brass handle, turning back to Mako with one final, almost desperate look.
"Are you ready for this?" Rosalina wasn't, but that hardly mattered now. There was no way she would be able to stop Mako from getting what he wanted, unless she were to draw her own blade against his. The thought was ludicrous. How would such an act reflect on the Council? It seemed this poor man would face his past, whether he wished to or not.

Isabella and Bullet
Phoenix Wing's unstoppable duo!

@Zarkun


While Isabel and Jane were still deciding, Bullet had already returned with a large slab of pork belly on a paper plate. The crispy, golden skin was immaculate all aside from the large bite that the young man had already taken from it. The aroma rose to Isabella's nostrils, causing her stomach to rumble gently with impatience.
"Not so keen on squid, but I've never had crab before". Isabella, spotting a stall where you could purchase seafood prepared in various ways from, quickly ushered Jane and Bullet forward.
"Well, I suppose today can be your first time! Onwards!" The man behind the grill smiled eagerly at the potential customers before going on about the quality of his produce and how it's the best stall in Crocus.
"Two servings of fried squid thanks," Bullet ordered, removing a leather wallet from the pocket of his robe. He turned his attention to Jane, "Order whatever you want, it's our treat".

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