"Hate me so you can finally see what's good for you.."
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"Don't you want me baby? Don't you want me, oh?"
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"Why don't you love me baby? Open up your heart tonight 'cause I could be all that you need."
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"I would burn in the fire to see you on the other side, put my heart in your hands, to be beside you!"
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>>BE THE FUCKING OPTIMISTIC NUT JOB
The Land Of Music And Sunlight, LOMAC for short, was BORING. There was practically no imps here, much to your utter despair. To your knowledge, everyone else had imps. Both your moirail Katana and your matesprit Coboli reported that their lands were overrun with the little monsters, but you had yet to find one single thing you could kill.
That did nothing to dampen your permanent optimism, however, and you gleefully wondered through your land before coming across your first temple. Finally! Something exciting. According to the others, there should be puzzles and treasure within it's deep recesses. With a big smile and your trademark giggle, you made your way inside.
It was there that you discovered three ogres, each the size of the staircase that your server player had built for you to reach your gate. In other words, tall and fucking monstrous. They occupied the entirety of the main room, one level down from where you've entered. You had a feeling they must have eaten a good portion of the smaller shale imps who you should have been fighting all along.
A wicked smile plays over your lips as you summon your FLOWER POWER SCALEMATE POUNDER from your Strife Specibus! You wasted no time in charging in, leaping off the high platform that was the entrance, your hammer raising high as you prepared to strike. You practically oozed excitement and fucking optimism as you began to utterly DESTROY those ogres, all the while giggling like a lovestruck school girl.
You finished them off with a squeal of excitement as you landed in the middle of the grist piles. "Hell f-f-fucking yes!!"
You are Poppii Dweler, and you just Fucked. Them. Up.
===> BE THE AUTHOR Well, hi there!
As you can clearly tell, if you've read this far, I started this off with a Homestuck style character introduction, and a small bit of my typically writing. There isn't that much to say about me, honestly.
Most people refer to me as Stitches. This is the first site where I haven't based my username around some form of Stitches or Threads.
I identify as Rainbow Dragon Kitty, pronouns be fucking damned.
As of this September of 2016, I shall be twenty-one years of age.
I mostly enjoy writing Fantasy, Science Fiction (to a degree), and Slice of Life roleplays, though I can be convinced to try anything at LEAST once.
I've been writing, in roleplay style, for roughly six years. I know that doesn't seem like a lot, but I pride myself on the quality of my posts, even if it occasionally takes me FOR-FUCKING-EVER to respond.
Other than writing, my hobbies include traditional and digital art (both realism and anime styles. It depends on my mood), video games of the mostly RPG nature and an occasional FPS, and music. Music is kind of the THE REASON FOR MY FUCKING EXISTENCE ON THIS MISERABLE AND FORSAKEN PLANET the reason I live.
When it comes to music, I am eclectic to the max. My playlist includes everything from Maroon 5 to Silversun Pickups to Editors to Avenged Sevenfold to Nightwish and all the way to Enya. It would be pointless to try to list all of the music I listen to. There are not enough available characters on this bio left.
I am also an avid reader, and I am particularly fond of Laini Taylor, James Patterson, Terry Pratchet, Neil Gaiman, and Cassandra Clare.
My favorite movies are The Crow, The Labyrinth, Stardust, and literally anything Marvel.
I am part of several fandom's, the most prominent being Homestuck, Marvel, DC, and The Black Jewels series.
In order, she quickly responded to the growing cue of questions. First to I'll Crovo, "I wasn't being chased here. We're safe for the moment, but we shouldn't linger." She then replied to Frankenstein while shaking his hand, "I'm alright. My friends aren't. I'll tell you guys all about it when we get back to the hideout."
She opened her mouth to further elaborate, but a small shiver passed down her spin that stopped her. Though her reassurance that they were alright out here, in the open on the roof, she knew they needed to get back to the hideout quickly. It was dangerous for any Powers to be out in the open. The Obsidian crew had been running rampant, and she couldn't singlehandedly control them anymore.
"... Oh no."
She turned to face Sammy, noticing his paling skin. She felt pity for the poor boy. She knew that Witch had done her best to steer him into a better use of his powers, and that she had essentially treated him like her younger brother. He was probably silently thinking of all the things that could have happened to her. She started to step toward him, but a voice piqued up off to the side of the building. She spun on her heels, her hands blazing slightly as she readied to strike. She paused, however, as she took in the woman's words and watched the small exchange between her and Ill Crovo. She was going to have to speak to that man later. He was far exceeding his authority in her city.
To Shaman, she replied with a tilt of her head, "Why don't you come with us. We really shouldn't stay here longer than is necessary. Obsidian has been growing. I won't risk your lives before you know why I'm asking you to." She rose slightly into the air on her current, the air licking out at the Powers around her as if to greet them. It was as hot as summer despite the autumn chill that the night brought.
In a moment of lapse, she turned to her left, where Witch normally would float, to ask her to telepathically implant a sense of where the hideout was before remembering. She ended up frowning to herself before dropping back down. "I'll have to give you all instructions on how to get there, if you to not think you have the ability to keep up with me."
As much as it pains me to say it, I think it would be for the best if I leave this RP. My schedule has been jam packed, leaving my ability to work on posts/pesterlogs very inconsistent. I don't want to have people waiting on me all the time.
Normally I would be able to manage, but I'll soon be welcoming a beautiful Dalmatian puppy into my home. I'm very excited for this of coarse, but it also means I'm going to be even busier. So I'm afraid I'll be dropping out. I do hope you all get to enjoy this RP to the fullest and I look forward to hopefully rping with some of you in the future.
We absolutely understand! If you ever change your mind, I would be more than happy to have you back in some magical way later on. I hope your puppy is lots of fun!
Alvaro sighed at the screen as he logged off the chat with his moirial. He had extremely mixed feelings about the burgundy blooded troll. In all honesty, his true reason for agreeing to play the game was the assurance of getting to meet her face to face for the first time.
After taking a second to collect himself, he pulled up Kaitan's details and began to troll her. He sneered at the screen in distaste, soon full on glaring and growling angrily at the dim glowing rectangle as he thudded at the keys with every growing displeasure. He nearly slammed the screen shut as he signed off from the agonizing chat. One day, and one day soon, he was really going to hurt her.
A deep breath in. A deep breath out. This was why he had Poppii. Without her to temper his quick and sudden anger outbursts, he probably would have killed a lot of trolls by now. Thinking of Poppii caused him to remember another task.
He gingerly opened the husktop back up and pulled up a new screen on Trollian. Green text responded almost immediately across his screen as he messaged Strace. She was a troll who Poppii and he had befriended through her moirial, and she had a lot in common with his own moirial. The hyperactive and sweet attitude had made Strace one of his instant favourites.
enviousCalamity [EC] started trolling pleasantNaturalist [PN] at 14:32
EC: //Hello there, Strace. How are you doing this day?//
PN: i'm well!!!!!! how are you? 8)
EC: //I'm as I usually am. I come bearing a present for you.//
PN: omg i love presents!!!!!! what is it?
EC: //I think you'll enjoy this. Sending the file now.//
enviousCalamity [EC] sent pleasantNaturalist [PN] the file "SGRUB.exe"
PN: wait is this gonna make my husktop blow up
PN: my moiral got one of those
PN: i was not happy
PN: moirial* yikes!!!! sorry
EC: //I wouldn't worry about that. It's just the game package.//
EC: //Poppii gave specific instructions to distribute this to as many trolls as possible.//
PN: game? i like games!!!!! can i play with my moirial?
PN: oh yay!!!!!!
EC: //I'm entering ad we speak. And you may include them, obviously.//
EC: //I would like to offer to be your server player as well for when you enter.//
PN: i don't know what that means
EC: //It simply means that I will be your assisting player in the game. I will help you in your entry to the first level, or something of that manner.//
EC: //You must connect to a different player in order to enter.//
PN: okay cool i like that because you're really smart!!!!!! if anyone were to be my server player I'd want it to be you
EC: //I am glad to hear that. Let me know when you are ready to begin. I will be available in roughly an hour or so, according to Poppii.//
PN: okay!!!!! thank you so much i'll ttyl!!!!!
EC: //Until then. Feel free to distribute it as you see fit.//
PN: bye!!!!!!
pleasantNaturalist [PN] ceased pestering enviousCalamity [EC] at 14:51
I'm a flake. I am a terrible flake. I am so sorry. I will post before I sleep. I will not rest until this is written and posted. I am so sorry I am so awful.
[center]>>BE THE FUCKING OPTIMISTIC NUT JOB
[i]
The Land Of Music And Sunlight, LOMAC for short, was BORING. There was practically no imps here, much to your utter despair. To your knowledge, everyone else had imps. Both your moirail Katana and your matesprit Coboli reported that their lands were overrun with the little monsters, but you had yet to find one single thing you could kill.
That did nothing to dampen your permanent optimism, however, and you gleefully wondered through your land before coming across your first temple. Finally! Something exciting. According to the others, there should be puzzles and treasure within it's deep recesses. With a big smile and your trademark giggle, you made your way inside.
It was there that you discovered three ogres, each the size of the staircase that your server player had built for you to reach your gate. In other words, tall and fucking monstrous. They occupied the entirety of the main room, one level down from where you've entered. You had a feeling they must have eaten a good portion of the smaller shale imps who you should have been fighting all along.
A wicked smile plays over your lips as you summon your FLOWER POWER SCALEMATE POUNDER from your Strife Specibus! You wasted no time in charging in, leaping off the high platform that was the entrance, your hammer raising high as you prepared to strike. You practically oozed excitement and fucking optimism as you began to utterly DESTROY those ogres, all the while giggling like a lovestruck school girl.
You finished them off with a squeal of excitement as you landed in the middle of the grist piles. "[color=ed1c24]Hell f-f-fucking yes!![/color]"
You are Poppii Dweler, and you just Fucked. Them. Up.[/i]
[color=630460]===> BE THE AUTHOR
[/color]
Well, hi there!
As you can clearly tell, if you've read this far, I started this off with a Homestuck style character introduction, and a small bit of my typically writing. There isn't that much to say about me, honestly.
Most people refer to me as Stitches. This is the first site where I haven't based my username around some form of Stitches or Threads.
I identify as Rainbow Dragon Kitty, pronouns be fucking damned.
As of this September of 2016, I shall be twenty-one years of age.
I mostly enjoy writing Fantasy, Science Fiction (to a degree), and Slice of Life roleplays, though I can be convinced to try anything at LEAST once.
I've been writing, in roleplay style, for roughly six years. I know that doesn't seem like a lot, but I pride myself on the quality of my posts, even if it occasionally takes me [b][i]FOR-FUCKING-EVER[/i][/b] to respond.
Other than writing, my hobbies include traditional and digital art (both realism and anime styles. It depends on my mood), video games of the mostly RPG nature and an occasional FPS, and music. Music is kind of the [b][i][u][color=f26522][s]THE REASON FOR MY FUCKING EXISTENCE ON THIS MISERABLE AND FORSAKEN PLANET[/s][/color][/u][/i][/b] the reason I live.
When it comes to music, I am eclectic to the max. My playlist includes everything from Maroon 5 to Silversun Pickups to Editors to Avenged Sevenfold to Nightwish and all the way to Enya. It would be pointless to try to list all of the music I listen to. There are not enough available characters on this bio left.
I am also an avid reader, and I am particularly fond of Laini Taylor, James Patterson, Terry Pratchet, Neil Gaiman, and Cassandra Clare.
My favorite movies are The Crow, The Labyrinth, Stardust, and literally anything Marvel.
I am part of several fandom's, the most prominent being [color=39b54a]Homestuck,[/color] [color=f26522]Marvel,[/color] [color=8882be]DC,[/color] and [color=440e62]The Black Jewels series.[/color] [/center]
<div style="white-space:pre-wrap;"><div class="bb-center"><span class="bb-greentext">>>BE THE FUCKING OPTIMISTIC NUT JOB </span><br><br><span class="bb-i">The Land Of Music And Sunlight, LOMAC for short, was BORING. There was practically no imps here, much to your utter despair. To your knowledge, everyone else had imps. Both your moirail Katana and your matesprit Coboli reported that their lands were overrun with the little monsters, but you had yet to find one single thing you could kill. <br><br>That did nothing to dampen your permanent optimism, however, and you gleefully wondered through your land before coming across your first temple. Finally! Something exciting. According to the others, there should be puzzles and treasure within it's deep recesses. With a big smile and your trademark giggle, you made your way inside.<br><br>It was there that you discovered three ogres, each the size of the staircase that your server player had built for you to reach your gate. In other words, tall and fucking monstrous. They occupied the entirety of the main room, one level down from where you've entered. You had a feeling they must have eaten a good portion of the smaller shale imps who you should have been fighting all along.<br><br>A wicked smile plays over your lips as you summon your FLOWER POWER SCALEMATE POUNDER from your Strife Specibus! You wasted no time in charging in, leaping off the high platform that was the entrance, your hammer raising high as you prepared to strike. You practically oozed excitement and fucking optimism as you began to utterly DESTROY those ogres, all the while giggling like a lovestruck school girl.<br><br>You finished them off with a squeal of excitement as you landed in the middle of the grist piles. "<font color="#ed1c24">Hell f-f-fucking yes!!</font>" <br><br>You are Poppii Dweler, and you just Fucked. Them. Up.</span> <br><br><font color="#630460">===> BE THE AUTHOR</font><br>Well, hi there! <br><br>As you can clearly tell, if you've read this far, I started this off with a Homestuck style character introduction, and a small bit of my typically writing. There isn't that much to say about me, honestly.<br><br>Most people refer to me as Stitches. This is the first site where I haven't based my username around some form of Stitches or Threads. <br><br>I identify as Rainbow Dragon Kitty, pronouns be fucking damned.<br><br>As of this September of 2016, I shall be twenty-one years of age.<br><br>I mostly enjoy writing Fantasy, Science Fiction (to a degree), and Slice of Life roleplays, though I can be convinced to try anything at LEAST once.<br><br>I've been writing, in roleplay style, for roughly six years. I know that doesn't seem like a lot, but I pride myself on the quality of my posts, even if it occasionally takes me <span class="bb-b"><span class="bb-i">FOR-FUCKING-EVER</span></span> to respond. <br><br>Other than writing, my hobbies include traditional and digital art (both realism and anime styles. It depends on my mood), video games of the mostly RPG nature and an occasional FPS, and music. Music is kind of the <span class="bb-b"><span class="bb-i"><span class="bb-u"><font color="#f26522"><span class="bb-s">THE REASON FOR MY FUCKING EXISTENCE ON THIS MISERABLE AND FORSAKEN PLANET</span></font></span></span></span> the reason I live.<br><br>When it comes to music, I am eclectic to the max. My playlist includes everything from Maroon 5 to Silversun Pickups to Editors to Avenged Sevenfold to Nightwish and all the way to Enya. It would be pointless to try to list all of the music I listen to. There are not enough available characters on this bio left.<br><br>I am also an avid reader, and I am particularly fond of Laini Taylor, James Patterson, Terry Pratchet, Neil Gaiman, and Cassandra Clare.<br><br>My favorite movies are The Crow, The Labyrinth, Stardust, and literally anything Marvel. <br><br>I am part of several fandom's, the most prominent being <font color="#39b54a">Homestuck,</font> <font color="#f26522">Marvel,</font> <font color="#8882be">DC,</font> and <font color="#440e62">The Black Jewels series.</font></div><br><br></div>
