[OOC] Sgrub: Chapter One

[auspiciousPetal]

Today is the day that you and some other trolls are going to play Sgrub. Which is a game that you totally illegally acquired from a troll somewhere in the city that you occasionally snatch epic games from. Not like the supposed genius ever notices. He's probably too busy lisping about how awesome he is to even notice that you have been "borrowing" things from his grubwork for sweeps. Ah well. His lost, you guess. In any case, you're just super fucking stoked to start this game. You just know that the others will love it.

[KiltmanBagz]

Do you want us to post CS here for approval or go ahead and post them in the CS area?

[auspiciousPetal]

Post them here. I will look everyone's over, but I highly doubt they need them. =3

[effervescentF]

Irevir!

an actual sheet that wasn't that much fun to make compared to the intro

Name: Irevir Grawel

Age: 8 sweeps

Handle: effervescentFeral

Lusus: Wolf

Sign: )+

Blood color: Teal

Personality: Bubbly (effervescent, even), excitable, and a tad unpredictable. Loves cute things, and will often scream over them. Usually friendly, although she can be rude, sometimes without knowing it and sometimes perfectly intentionally. Overly enthusiastic about stuff. Enjoys fighting but jokingly. A “wild child”, she feels at her best when she is outside, usually in bare feet, tracking animals and peeing in the woods. Completely disregards the expectations of her caste as a teal-blood and doesn’t much care for the hemospectrum (but she pretends to, to be ironic). Easily distracted from conversations by movements, but very focused when hunting. Overprotective of her moirail, Kaitan, afraid of bodies of water, and seemingly always hungry. Likes to howl.

Bio: After completing her trials, Irevir was selected by a wolf, with whom she quickly formed a bond. She chose to build her hive in the foothills of the mountains, because they seemed most like home to wolf-mom. Her lusus taught her to track, hunt, and howl. She figured out on her own how to make atlatls and their respective darts so that she could help hunt. As a result of her upbringing, Irevir mostly eats raw meat, but she occasionally fits some roots and berries into her diet. She’s very tuned to nature and spends most of her time outside.

Land: Land of Fog and Mystery

Classpect: Witch of Life (sorry sorry sorry aahh)

Dreamer: Derse

Strife Specibus: Atlatlkind (she has to alchemize darts)

Typing Quirk: )+ \ Scratch€s thrøugh h€r €’s and ø’s, lik€ this!

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Your name is IREVIR GRAWEL, and damn, do you LOVE the way your last name RESEMBLES THE SOUNDS WILD ANIMALS MAKE.

You have a variety of INTERESTS, many of which take place in the GREAT OUTDOORS. It is, of course, extremely dangerous out there, but you have an EXCELLENT LUSUS to protect you. After all, you cannot TRACK DOWN AND SLAUGHTER ANIMALS while cooped up in your hive, nor can you urinate on the forest floor to MARK YOUR TERRITORY. You are somewhat competent with an ATLATL, which is your weapon of choice because sometimes you don’t see the point of dirtying your teeth.

You are a wild child, and perfectly HAPPY THAT WAY, even though some of your peers might sometimes perceive this UNBOUND JOY as you simply being either completely BATSHIT FUCKING INSANE, which you are not, or having some kind of HYPERACTIVITY DISORDER, which may have some truth to it. You consider yourself quite the FOODIE, as your palette is sensitive and your taste in UNCOOKED FLESH is one of the best.

Your trolltag is effervescentFeral and you claw thrøugh yøur €s and Øs!

Velant!

I finally wrote his intro!

Name: Velant Corune

Age: 8 sweeps

Handle: nimbleAgrarian

Lusus: Pronghorn antelope

Sign: ☈

Blood color: Olive

Personality: Reserved, quiet and thoughtful, and therefore often mistaken for shy, which he’s not––okay, maybe just a little. But mostly he is introverted, and prefers to just kind of do his own thing. He is a little anxious, and he needs to chew on something constantly to alleviate it. Usually this something is a blade of grass or wheat, because he is a hick, but it has known to be writing instruments (although this has resulted in Velant spraying himself in the face with ink, so he tries to stick with plants). Enjoys reading and writing (bad fanfics), and gardening. Eats mostly plants and insects. Easily startled and kind of jumpy. Gets flustered and stuttery when he’s pissed off. He’s slow to anger, but in the event that he decides to STRIFE, he likes to headbutt. Favorite times of day are early morning and late evening.

Bio: After completing his trials, he was chosen by a pronghorn. He became very closely attached to his lusus, who gave him rides on his back and still does sometimes. His lusus taught him to differentiate between edible plants and poisonous ones, and also to be scared shitless by just about every sudden movement. Whoops, not shitless. Just scared. Antelope-dad doesn’t appreciate swearing, for some mysterious reason, so neither does Velant. Anyway, he chose to build his hive in a wide-open grassland where there would be plenty of room to abscond if anything gross hit the whirling device.

Land: Land of Journals and Barley

Classpect: Prince of Space

Dreamer: Prospit

Strife Specibus: Shovelkind

Typing Quirk: / instead of L, begins with |<, < instead of C

Your name is VELANT CORUNE.

You like to think of yourself as a SIMPLE TROLL, but in a lifestyle way as opposed to intellectually. You do, after all, have a VARIETY OF INTERESTS, which you consider to be sufficiently healthy and well-rounded. For example, you enjoy WEAVING TALES about BRAVE COUNTRY FOLK and their incredibly high ROMANTIC TENSION. You also like to GROW PLANTS for the sole purpose of CONSUMING THEM.

You are suspicious of SUDDEN MOVEMENTS and LOUD NOISES, and you have always been taught by your WISE LUSUS to abscond instead of strife. Because of your CONSTANT VIGILANCE, you have a slight ANXIETY PROBLEM, which you alleviate by CHEWING ON PLANTS.

Your trolltag is nimbleAgrarian and you /ike to in<orporate parts of your symbo/ into your writing.

[auspiciousPetal]

Knight of Life and Prince of Space approved!

Omfg, shovelkind. Does he use it to bury his fallen enemies?

[Cello]

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.

[effervescentF]

@auspiciousPetal If only he were that badass, haha! ALSO, I forgot I was going to change it to witch of life. I had these things written up before. ;w;

@Leslie Hall John has sparked within me an inexplicable fascination with Nicholas Cage

When CSes start to appear by the way, when I have time I will absolutely get drawing!

[KiltmanBagz]

Full sheet/appearance

Name: Leshas Muvaar
Blood color: cinnamon
Age: 8
Gender: Female
Appearance: Leshas is a lean troll of average height and athletic build that reflects of her constant physical work. Her hair is kept in a close, neat, pixy cut help keep it from getting in her way to getting overly dirty, the few odd curly ends betraying her naturally wavy hair. Her teeth are mostly healthy and sharp, though a pair on her right side a very clearly chipped, likely from trying to bite something that was very hard. They a have sense been replace by a pair of crystals of appropriate size she had found ( If she has a morail, they will be that color, if not, they are clear crystals ). Short, curled horns adorn her head. She tends to ware various necklaces of various metals and crystals/gems about her neck. Her preferred attire is light and easy to move in, most often a tank top, shorts, sturdy boots and gloves.

She has a unique mutation known as 'Night Eyes', the physical result of which is that her eyes are pre-maturely Bronze and the outsides are Grey-ish rather than the traditional orange. Additionally she can see perfectly in pitch darkness but her eyes are hyper sensitive to light, and will be easily hurt or blinded in what most trolls consider normal amounts of light. As a result she is never without her goggles, which come with adjustable tint. It is possible that a side effect of this mutation has left her with a unique psionic ability, why she does not have a great deal of the powers that your average psionic does ( she has about enough telekinesis to pick up a soda can ), she is one hell of a geokentic.

Symbol: A simple brown diamond, bisected horizontally

Lusus: Mole Dad

Sylladex: Geode Sylladex: Each item is places inside a unique geode, which must be cracked open once pulled back out. The trouble is keeping track of which item was in each geode...

Strife specibus: DrillKind

HuskTop

Handle: Crystal Wisecracker [CW]
Quirk: Leshas is abundantly cheerful and positive, this shows in that any time she uses an n it comes out as n_n and d as :D
CW: n_now :Don't get your n_nickers in a twist, my rock pun_ns aren_n't THAT ba:D

SBURB

God-tier: rouge of Time
Moon: Prospit
Land: Land of Whistles and Quarries
A hard, rocky land, filled with deep scars in the land as if intense mining operations had left the whole world pocked with deep stony quarries. From the ground everywhere steam whistles rise up like bizarre trees, occasional blowing steam and letting out their whining cry.

You name is LESHAS MUVAAR and you live under a rock. Well more accurately you live deep underground, beneath a mountain in one of the rockier parts of your planet. But hey, why make a mound out of a mole hill?

You spend a great deal of your time DIGGING TUNNELS with the expressed goal of FINDING PRECIOUS THINGS. Crystals and Gems are your favorite but you won't turn down the odd precious metal or lost artifact. Though most you find are rather busted. You have been told you are a CHEERY SORT, possible to a FAULT. Though that doesn't mean you don't have a temper, it just takes a lot to push you over that edge. Instead you enjoy JOKES, PUNS, and GENERAL TOMFOOLERY as well as HORDING YOUR FINDS which would be a problem if it weren't for your mole dad who instilled a industries attitude in you at a young age, so you have dug plenty of tunnels in which to keep your various finds. So what do you do with all the various odds and ends you collect. Well given your access to gems, metals, crystals and the like as well as your RIDICULOUSLY STRONG GEOKENTIC ABILITIES, you've become quite the AMATURE JEWLER, making various items for yourself and for sale.

Despite your freakishly powerful ability to move various forms of minerals about with your mind, you tend to do a lot of digging with your DRILL, which is incidentally your weapon of choice. If your MOLE DAD taught you anything, tis that HARD WORK and a POSITIVE ATTITUDE can move mountains.

Your Trolling tag is crystalWisecracker and Your goo:D cheer n_never wavers!

[Majoraa]

The real bio

Name:Aleida Ismene

Age:6 sweeps

Gender:female

Blood color:lavender

Appearance:She keeps her hair in a medium bob with her bangs swept aside and held in place by 2 butterfly clips. Her horns are shaped like small angel wings. She wears a light grey and purple hoodie, a black shirt with her symbol on it, jeans, and blue sneakers

Symbol: ☾

Lusus:Owl Mom ('The Wise Old Hoot' as she calls them)

Sylladex:Keyring (when something is added to the sylladex its coverted into a 'key'. if a key was to be removed from between other keys, all the items from that side are removed forcefully)

Strife specibus:knifekind

Handle:MidnightPsycho

Typing quirk:always replaces A's with 4's, uses emojis alot. Sometimes speaks in rhymes.

Personality:Aleida is considered two-faced, she could be seen as the layed-back friend who would give good advice while focused on a video game or as the unstable volcano of violence who would beat up anyone if the wrong thing was said. She's one who wouldn't let anything get in her way.

God tier:Maid of Rage

Moon:Derse

Land:Land of Storms and Specters

Extra:lives in the troll equivalent to a penthouse

Your name is ALEIDA ISMENE and boy, ain't your life COMPLICATED AS HELL.

You have a good bit of INTERESTS,and that makes up for the fact that your abit LAZY. One of said intrests is GAMING, mostly anything HORROR or FANTASY related. The LUSUS you have always has a KEEN-EYE on you, even if you like that or not. You being ALERT TO SOUNDS may make others think your PARANOID, but your really just trained to always be READY TO STRIFE. You would always think such MORBID THOUGHTS and WAYS TO DIE and not shiver at that, you think thats ODD.

Your the type of troll to be CALM IN ANY SITUATION, that mean any scenario that other trolls would RUN AWAY from. Once a goal has been set, you would not let anything GET IN YOUR WAY, by ANY MEANS NECESSARY. If one was to ANGER you in some way, you would attack them...but it all depends on how MAD they made you. It goes from a SLAP to an ALL OUT BEATDOWN that have other trolls pull you off the ignorant victim. Other than that, your a nice girl.

Your trolltag is MidnightPsycho, and you 4lways 4dd 4little rhyme to wh4t your s4ying since your bored 4ll the time. =T

[Majoraa]

@Leslie Hall

True dat.

[Cello]

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 ❤

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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.

[hagroden]

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-> Enter Name
Topcake McNo
Nice Try Asshole
Try Again?

Your name is Fortid Ischyr and you CAN'T STAND SHIT! You are CONSTANTLY ANGRY, and you ARE ALWAYS ANNOYED. Because of this ANNOYANCE you have decided to partake in a RELEASING career; That being, a THRESHECUTIONER. Thanks to this aspiration, your weapon of choice is the SICKLE, which you've actually gotten pretty badass at. You train with the SICKLE during battles in EXTREME roleplay games that you often do with some of your friends, and you've become pretty notorious for SLAUGHTERING trolls and their Lususes both. Speaking of Lususes, you have the BEST one ever, whom is basically just an ENORMOUS FUCKING SCORPION.

You are currently on your 9th sweep, and you LOVE pop punk music, although a lot of your friends think you're a nerd for it. You have a few other INTERESTS, such as CAGE FIGHTING and watching mediocre sci-fi, which you refuse to think is anything other than BADASS AS HELL.

You've also been using TROLLIAN, a semi-new IM service, and your troll tag is rampantCrone. You are PERPETUALLY AGGRAVATED, and tend to yell EXCLUSIVELY.

Fortid Ischyr

Name: Fortid Ischyr
Age: 8 1/2 Sweeps
Gender: Male
Blood: Sapphire
Appearance: Credit Taiyakidesu on Deviantart (Ignore Trolltag)
Symbol: See image above (On Shirt)
Lusus: Scorpion Dad
Handle: rampantCrone (RC)
Quirk: YOU YELL A LOT, BECAUSE YOU'RE PISSED A LOT. But when you're not angry, you talk pretty normally.

Sylladex: Stick/Poke (When he puts something into his Sylladex it creates a small symbol on the back of his hand, which he has to stab to retrieve Items)
Strife Specibus: Sicklekind (looks a bit like this)
God Tier: Heir of Rage
Moon: Prospit
Land: Stone and Sulfur

[effervescentF]

Leshas reminds me of someone...

youtube.com/watch?v=-T2luwLcfeg

[Cello]

Leshas reminds me of someone...

youtube.com/watch?v=-T2luwLcfeg

@effervescentF

I was thinking more along the lines of;

[KiltmanBagz]

@Leslie Hall@effervescentF

Neither of you are wrong xD

So, who wants to start discussing character history and dynamics? ( whose close with who, who crushes on who, who dislikes who, ect)

[effervescentF]

I'd be delighted to discuss! Right off the bat, I can say that Irevir kind of wants to be friends with everyone. Being raised by a wolf and all, she wants a "pack."

[KiltmanBagz]

Leshas is similar, though she is the sort to have less Patients for trouble makers ( looking at you @hagroden :P if you are interested in a kismissatude, your troll seems like the sort that leshas would have a hate crush on that she has yet to realize is there )

@Leslie Hall your sheet mentions plutus living on a mountain, I mentioned living beneath one. What would you say to the idea that they are the same mountain?

[hagroden]

In regards to quadrants, I could see the possibility of;

@effervescentFIrevir Grawel; Caliginous Feelings, but not a kismesissitude, more so just annoyance.
@effervescentFVelant Corune; Fluxuates between Caliginous and Flushed, Fortid finds him adorable, but exceptionally frustrating.
@KiltmanBagzLeshas Muvaar; Intensly Caliginous, he thinks her fucking rock fetish is stupid as hell, and her cheery bullshit pisses him off more than anything he could ever imagine. He also thinks she's cute as fuck, which only pisses him off more.
@UnknownScarlet4Aleida Ismene; Black as all hell, he can't even remember the last time they didn't butt heads on something. (Possible Ashen Relationship, if someone was interested in auspisticising between them)
@Leslie Hall Plutus Ishtar; Pale, Fortid thinks he's very calming, and can often diffuse his hostile personality. Fortid also thinks he's a fucking wuss, and could use a badass like himself to keep people from being too much of an asshole to him.

Also, after some research I'll update Fortid's intro with an actual CS.

[effervescentF]

I could see Irevir being in an ashen relationship with Fortid, whether that's as one of the rivals or as the auspitice. She'd be pretty annoyed back at him at times. I think she might develop a black crush on Aleida. >8) That'd be funny as fuck, too, because if Fortid were to develop spades feelings as well, there would be this love-triangle that's actually a hate-triangle and it would generally be a hilarious clusterfuck. So far, I think she'd be most likely to develop red feelings for Leshas. Just try and tell me these cheery little shits wouldn't be great for each other. (Her pale quadrant is filled, incidentally with my own moirail's character, but I don't think they felt like joining. ;w; Not sure if that should remain a thing in the roleplay or not, similar situation with Velant.)

As for Velant, maybe he could be someone's moirail? 8D Maybe Aleida's. Someone's going to have to keep her shit calm, amirite?

[effervescentF]

Oh, I'm going to have to get drawing, too. 8D