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Sgrub: Chapter One

Most of Kaitan's time was normally spent harassing her dear, deplorable friends online. Well, the only friend that she would not consider deplorable was Irevir. But most of the time, the teal-blood was who-knows-where doing who-knows-what. That didn't usually stop Kaitan from trolling her, though. After all, it was her responsibility as a moirail to check up on Irevir and make sure she was alright. Right?

Right.

The way that her room was arranged was far enough above the floor of the ocean so that a liquid, entrancing light filtered in from the window. It was enough to illuminate her room without extra help. Her husktop perched upon a small, wooden desk near the window. It normally never left the spot, not even to be stowed away in her sylladex.

-- viciousEmpress [VE] began trolling effervescentFeral [EF] at 12:56 --

VE: IIV
VE: Where are you riight now?

EF: )+ hunting!

VE: Oh
VE: Okay
VE: Um

EF: )+ and b€ing bulli€d

VE: How ii5 that goiing--
VE: Bulliied?

EF: )+ y€s
EF: )+ øh
EF: )+ y€s
EF: )+ h€h€

VE: Do...
VE: II need two...
VE: IIntervene...

EF: )+ <w<
EF: )+ nah it's øk

VE: II5 iit that fii5h fiilet boy agaiin?

EF: )+ €€€€yyy€s

VE: ...II 5ee...
VE: Maybe...II 5hould come joiin you...

EF: )+ =8')

VE: Oh!
VE: That remiind5 me.
VE: Well, that diidn't remiind me,
VE: but II remembered.
VE: II have a que5tiion.

EF: )+ øh! y€s!

VE: Have you
VE: heard anythiing from, the uh
VE: the other5 about the game?
VE: The thiing.
VE: That we're 5uppo5ed two be doiing.

EF: )+ a littl€
EF: )+ nø d€tails r€ally
EF: )+ W€ all €nt€r øn€ at a tim€ ør søm€ shit

VE: Wa5 that twoday or twomorrow?

EF: )+ uhhhh
EF: )+ man i høp€ it's tømørrøw h€h€h€

VE: Today a5 iin, the day hour5 from now.
VE: Oh.
VE: 5o you don't know eiither.
VE: Okay.

Sighing, Kaitan leaned back for a moment before peering back at the screen.

EF: )+ i døn't =8(
EF: )+ but wøuld yøu car€ tø jøin m€ før søm€ fin€, fr€sh høøfb€ast fl€sh?

VE: Oh.
VE: II won't be, uh, eatiing iit, no, but,
VE: II 5ure wiill keep you company.

EF: )+ THAT WØRKS! =8D

VE: And iif you try two force iit down my throat agaiin, 5o help me, II wiill throw you iin the riiver.
VE: That ii5 all. (:

-- viciousEmpress [VE] ceased pestering effervescentFeral [EF] --

EF: )+ I---

Sgrub: Chapter One

Kaitan

General CS

*Drawn by @effervescentF

Name: Kaitan Rolyat

Race: Troll

Gender: Female

Blood: (Purple Spectrum) Violet #C100FF

Age: ~8 sweeps (~18 human years)

Strife Specibus: Minigun-kind

Dream Self: Prospit

God Tier: Maid of Dread

Chumhandle: viciousEmpress

Planet: Land of Bunnies and Whiskey

Symbol: Spiral with horizontal line on top and three dots above it.

Lusus: Starfish

Typing Quirk: Uses perfect grammar and spelling. She replaces S’s with 5’s, her to's with two's, doubles her I’s, and often will start a new line instead of using a period.

Typing Example: The quiick brown fox jump5 over the lazy dog.

Appearance: Kaitan is well within average height for a troll, though slightly more muscular than would be expected. She is only about five foot and five inches tall, but is very lean and not considered thin or small. A lot of people know from experience not to get on her bad side, but she is not particularly intimidating to a passerby, as she wears a generally happy and positive (though twisted-looking) smile. Her hair is short and messy, cupping around finned ears. There are gill slits on either side of her neck to allow easier breathing in the water. Her eyes are a beautiful, soft yet vibrant violet color. She wears wide, thick-rimmed glasses, and has a mouth full of sharklike teeth. Normally, she wears three snug-fitted gold rings on her left ear, a golden chain around her neck, and a golden bracelet with three evenly-spaced rubies. Her normal attire is a soft fuchsia t-shirt underneath a leather jacket with black jean pants and violet sneakers.

Personality: To describe Kaitan, one would have to use the absurd mixture of the words wild, spontaneous, responsible, and calm. Because she is all of these things at varying degrees and at unpredictable times. Mostly, she is childish and carefree, the wild and spontaneous side of her. However, when situations call for a serious leadership-worthy attitude, she can sober up to be a very responsible and level-headed troll.

Quadrants: In a moiraillegiance with Irevir Grawel and a matespritship with a human.

Well now, who is this boyish dame?

==> Enter name.
HOSTILE BITCHLADY.

Excuse the FUCK out of me?

==> Right, let’s try that again. Enter the right name.
KAITAN ROLYAT.

That’s what I thought.

You are KAITAN ROLYAT. That’s really all there is to say on the matter. You have BEAUTIFUL VIOLET BLOOD that emphasizes your ROYAL HERITAGE. Unfortunately, you are not next in line to be the EMPRESS, which is a right fucking shame considering you could definitely put some orders in to improve this SHITTY WORLD. To make up for not being able to rule on a broader spectrum, you strike fear into the hearts of the locals in order to get them to do your bidding. By no means are you a HOSTILE BITCHLADY. In fact, you’re one of the most COMPASSIONATE and CARING trolls in comparison with the rest of the VIOLENT, DEGENERATE society. Most of your time is spent caring for LANDDWELLING ANIMALS because the SEADWELLING ones have to be your source of nutrients. Oops.

Most of your interests include reading about ASTRONOMY, PHILOSOPHY, and TECHNOLOGICAL SCIENCES. In fact, that’s what you spend most of your time doing when you’re not SWIMMING or HARASSING poor, unsuspecting PEASANTS online. You really don’t like being a seadweller, but one time you brought this up to your STARFISH LUSUS and she nearly had an ANEURYSM. (And you didn’t even know that was possible for starfish.) Most of your time is spent OUTDOORS. This is mainly because you have to make sure your moirail, IREVIR GRAWEL, isn’t getting into some poisonous shit again or psychologically traumatizing innocent trolls.

For the most part, you are a pretty SUPPORTIVE and POSITIVE person, but you always exhibit nothing but TOUGH LOVE. You think that’s what it takes to make a strong, successful troll.

Your trolltag is viciousEmpress and you type iin a manner that u5ually reflect5 the 5tyle of the legendary captor5 becau5e you, too, are burdened wiith a lii5p and vii5iion5 normally only thru5t upon mutant5. You are an anomaly.

What will you do?

==> Crawl under your desk and cry discreetly.

Hey! That’s…Actually, you might do that.

Dauxix

General CS

Name: Dauxix Gallum

Race: Troll

Gender: Male

Blood: (Yellow Spectrum) Saffron #BF9926

Age: ~8 sweeps (~18 human years)

Strife Specibus: Staff-kind

Dream Self: Derse

God Tier: Mage of Peace

Chumhandle: toxicAnnihilator

Planet: Land of Souls and Doom

Symbol: Two sideways interlocking sixes.

Lusus: Iguana

Typing Quirk: Uses perfect syntax, including grammar and spelling. His only quirk is that he uses 6's in places of b's, 1's in places of I's, and 0's in places of o's. Often, he'll use faces such as @_@, >:(, and :I. However, he is rarely seen using any sort of literal "smiley" faces. The @_@ face is used either directly before or after most sentences.

Typing Example: The qu1ck 6r0wn f0x jumps 0ver the lazy d0g.

Appearance: Dauxix is very tall and slender by any standard. At his peak height, he will reach six feet and seven inches. Most consider him intimidating, as he is very lanky and ghastly-looking. His demeanor is dark, as well as his aura. He has short, slightly spiked hair that is white, and he has no idea why. There are no visible blemishes on his body, however there is a mysterious crescent-shaped mark on his back in the lower-right corner, slightly above his right hip. His eyes are dark enough to appear black, though closer inspection would prove they match his blood color. He has a septum piercing, usually prominent by the fact that he wears a thick, black ring. His normal attire consists of a long-sleeved white shirt underneath a short-sleeved black shirt, black pants, and black sneakers, as well as one silver band with a tiny ruby in the center worn on his right thumb. On the inside of the band is an inscription that supposedly nobody but himself can read. It's notable that he wears this ring at all times. No exceptions.

Personality: For the most part, Dauxix is quiet. It's not the introverted or shy type of quiet, although he could be described as an introvert where "antisocial" would be a much better term. Some would say that he's more immoral than the typical troll, which is already very immoral by human standards. However, that's not so. Dauxix has never done anything to harm another living being. In fact, he is a vegan!

Quadrants: In a vacillating pitch/red relationship with Velant Corune.

==> Be the boy in black.

Actually, do you have to be the boy in black? He looks a little scary.

==> The boy in black is not scary, fuck you. Be the boy in black.

Okay, okay, fine. Whatever. You are now the boy in black.

==> Enter name.
DAUXIX GALLUM.

It’s not the name you would have chosen for yourself, but in some aspect, you guess you did. You are DAUXIX GALLUM, and you are often described as a GROUCHY ASSHOLE. That is not inherently true. You have the FACADE of a grouchy asshole. You are actually a very SWEET, KIND, and CARING person. Sort of. Anyway, on to the IMPORTANT FACTS: you are a YELLOW BLOOD. You are not very WELL-LIKED. You think your entire existence is SHITTY. For some reason, you have naturally WHITE HAIR. You will never question it.

Among your many INTERESTS are HISTORY, ARCHAEOLOGY, and WRITING. When you’re not reading classic novels and poetic prose from infamous authors, you’re writing your own. Most of the time, you avoid using Trollian, but the damn thing keeps ringing and, well, you get distracted pretty easily.

Your FRAGILE FEELINGS are securely protected by a THICK SKIN. That’s an easier way of saying that you often cry yourself to sleep.

You are not manly. Shut the fuck up.

Your trolltag is toxicAnnihilator and you think it suits you quite well, thank you. Y0u speak 1n a very s0lemn and art1culate manner, 6ut y0ur v01ce 1s a l1ttle h0ll0w and em0t10nless. @_@

Return (Re-boot) | 1x1 |

"What are you- no, wait!" Nicholas yelled, struggling underneath Mattie's weight. She was not a large woman by any means, but he was so weak that she had the advantage at the moment. The next thing he knew, he felt the knife that she'd had in her hand being dug into his back. He cried out in pain, resisting more and trying to wiggle out from underneath her. "Stop! Stop that! You're crazy!"

Character Bin

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Kaitan Rolyat

(Homestuck Fantroll/Trollsona)

General CS

*Drawn by @effervescentF

Name: Kaitan Rolyat

Race: Troll

Gender: Female

Blood: (Purple Spectrum) Violet #C100FF

Age: ~8 sweeps (~18 human years)

Strife Specibus: Minigun-kind

Dream Self: Prospit

God Tier: Maid of Time

Chumhandle: viciousEmpress

Planet: Land of Bunnies and Whiskey

Symbol: Spiral with horizontal line on top and three dots above it.

Lusus: Starfish

Typing Quirk: Uses perfect grammar and spelling. She replaces S’s with 5’s, doubles her I’s, and often will start a new line instead of using a period.

Typing Example: The quiick brown fox jump5 over the lazy dog.

Appearance: Kaitan is well within average height for a troll, though slightly more muscular than would be expected. She is only about five foot and five inches tall, but is very lean and not considered thin or small. A lot of people know from experience not to get on her bad side, but she is not particularly intimidating to a passerby, as she wears a generally happy and positive (though twisted-looking) smile. Her hair is short and messy, cupping around finned ears. There are gill slits on either side of her neck to allow easier breathing in the water. Her eyes are a beautiful, soft yet vibrant violet color. She wears wide, thick-rimmed glasses, and has a mouth full of sharklike teeth. Normally, she wears three snug-fitted gold rings on her left ear, a golden chain around her neck, and a golden bracelet with three evenly-spaced rubies. Her normal attire is a soft fuchsia t-shirt underneath a leather jacket with black jean pants and violet sneakers.

Personality: To describe Kaitan, one would have to use the absurd mixture of the words wild, spontaneous, responsible, and calm. Because she is all of these things at varying degrees and at unpredictable times. Mostly, she is childish and carefree, the wild and spontaneous side of her. However, when situations call for a serious leadership-worthy attitude, she can sober up to be a very responsible and level-headed troll.

Quadrants: In a moiraillegiance with Irevir Grawel and a matespritship with a human.

Well now, who is this boyish dame?

==> Enter name.
HOSTILE BITCHLADY.

Excuse the FUCK out of me?

==> Right, let’s try that again. Enter the right name.
KAITAN ROLYAT.

That’s what I thought.

You are KAITAN ROLYAT. That’s really all there is to say on the matter. You have BEAUTIFUL VIOLET BLOOD that emphasizes your ROYAL HERITAGE. Unfortunately, you are not next in line to be the EMPRESS, which is a right fucking shame considering you could definitely put some orders in to improve this SHITTY WORLD. To make up for not being able to rule on a broader spectrum, you strike fear into the hearts of the locals in order to get them to do your bidding. By no means are you a HOSTILE BITCHLADY. In fact, you’re one of the most COMPASSIONATE and CARING trolls in comparison with the rest of the VIOLENT, DEGENERATE society. Most of your time is spent caring for LANDDWELLING ANIMALS because the SEADWELLING ones have to be your source of nutrients. Oops.

Most of your interests include reading about ASTRONOMY, PHILOSOPHY, and TECHNOLOGICAL SCIENCES. In fact, that’s what you spend most of your time doing when you’re not SWIMMING or HARASSING poor, unsuspecting PEASANTS online. You really don’t like being a seadweller, but one time you brought this up to your STARFISH LUSUS and she nearly had an ANEURYSM. (And you didn’t even know that was possible for starfish.) Most of your time is spent OUTDOORS. This is mainly because you have to make sure your moirail, IREVIR GRAWEL, isn’t getting into some poisonous shit again or psychologically traumatizing innocent trolls.

For the most part, you are a pretty SUPPORTIVE and POSITIVE person, but you always exhibit nothing but TOUGH LOVE. You think that’s what it takes to make a strong, successful troll.

Your trolltag is viciousEmpress and you type iin a manner that u5ually reflect5 the 5tyle of the legendary captor5 becau5e you, too, are burdened wiith a lii5p and vii5iion5 normally only thru5t upon mutant5. You are an anomaly.

What will you do?

==> Crawl under your desk and cry discreetly.

Hey! That’s…Actually, you might do that.

Sgrub: Chapter One

General CS

*Drawn by @effervescentF

Name: Kaitan Rolyat

Race: Troll

Gender: Female

Blood: (Purple Spectrum) Violet #C100FF

Age: ~8 sweeps (~18 human years)

Strife Specibus: Minigun-kind

Dream Self: Prospit

God Tier: Maid of Time

Chumhandle: viciousEmpress

Planet: Land of Bunnies and Whiskey

Symbol: Spiral with horizontal line on top and three dots above it.

Lusus: Starfish

Typing Quirk: Uses perfect grammar and spelling. She replaces S’s with 5’s, doubles her I’s, and often will start a new line instead of using a period.

Typing Example: The quiick brown fox jump5 over the lazy dog.

Appearance: Kaitan is well within average height for a troll, though slightly more muscular than would be expected. She is only about five foot and five inches tall, but is very lean and not considered thin or small. A lot of people know from experience not to get on her bad side, but she is not particularly intimidating to a passerby, as she wears a generally happy and positive (though twisted-looking) smile. Her hair is short and messy, cupping around finned ears. There are gill slits on either side of her neck to allow easier breathing in the water. Her eyes are a beautiful, soft yet vibrant violet color. She wears wide, thick-rimmed glasses, and has a mouth full of sharklike teeth. Normally, she wears three snug-fitted gold rings on her left ear, a golden chain around her neck, and a golden bracelet with three evenly-spaced rubies. Her normal attire is a soft fuchsia t-shirt underneath a leather jacket with black jean pants and violet sneakers.

Personality: To describe Kaitan, one would have to use the absurd mixture of the words wild, spontaneous, responsible, and calm. Because she is all of these things at varying degrees and at unpredictable times. Mostly, she is childish and carefree, the wild and spontaneous side of her. However, when situations call for a serious leadership-worthy attitude, she can sober up to be a very responsible and level-headed troll.

Quadrants: In a moiraillegiance with Irevir Grawel and a matespritship with a human.

Well now, who is this boyish dame?

==> Enter name.
HOSTILE BITCHLADY.

Excuse the FUCK out of me?

==> Right, let’s try that again. Enter the right name.
KAITAN ROLYAT.

That’s what I thought.

You are KAITAN ROLYAT. That’s really all there is to say on the matter. You have BEAUTIFUL VIOLET BLOOD that emphasizes your ROYAL HERITAGE. Unfortunately, you are not next in line to be the EMPRESS, which is a right fucking shame considering you could definitely put some orders in to improve this SHITTY WORLD. To make up for not being able to rule on a broader spectrum, you strike fear into the hearts of the locals in order to get them to do your bidding. By no means are you a HOSTILE BITCHLADY. In fact, you’re one of the most COMPASSIONATE and CARING trolls in comparison with the rest of the VIOLENT, DEGENERATE society. Most of your time is spent caring for LANDDWELLING ANIMALS because the SEADWELLING ones have to be your source of nutrients. Oops.

Most of your interests include reading about ASTRONOMY, PHILOSOPHY, and TECHNOLOGICAL SCIENCES. In fact, that’s what you spend most of your time doing when you’re not SWIMMING or HARASSING poor, unsuspecting PEASANTS online. You really don’t like being a seadweller, but one time you brought this up to your STARFISH LUSUS and she nearly had an ANEURYSM. (And you didn’t even know that was possible for starfish.) Most of your time is spent OUTDOORS. This is mainly because you have to make sure your moirail, IREVIR GRAWEL, isn’t getting into some poisonous shit again or psychologically traumatizing innocent trolls.

For the most part, you are a pretty SUPPORTIVE and POSITIVE person, but you always exhibit nothing but TOUGH LOVE. You think that’s what it takes to make a strong, successful troll.

Your trolltag is viciousEmpress and you type iin a manner that u5ually reflect5 the 5tyle of the legendary captor5 becau5e you, too, are burdened wiith a lii5p and vii5iion5 normally only thru5t upon mutant5. You are an anomaly.

What will you do?

==> Crawl under your desk and cry discreetly.

Hey! That’s…Actually, you might do that.

Return (Re-boot) | 1x1 |

The longer that they stalled and conversed, the more the dark stripes on Nicholas' back grew. It was then that he started to gain his senses back. The pain was immense, but not unbearable. He simply disregarded it after yelping, and pushed past Mattie into the main room of the motel. "I'm fine," he insisted, voice still slightly slurred. "Just leave it alone. You're not cutting me up."

Exurbia | 1x1

You get a glimpse of green-ish, olive-ish blood before the troll in front of you snorts like a bull. Giving him a weird look, you brace yourself when he shoves himself to his feet and starts charging at you. The hit is much harsher than predicted. The pickax flies from your grasp, and you seem to black out for a moment before you find yourself pinned against a wall. There's a split moment where you both look at each other, and he gives the same awkward look that you do.

There are definitely some black implications of your current situation, however oblivious any on-looking humans might be.

Before you can directly react, he grabs your shoulders and slams you into the wall. You feel a sharp pain in your back -- you definitely hit a jutted brick. You let out a pained cry and then growl, grabbing the front of the troll's hair and slinging him backward off of you. As he stumbles back, you push yourself off of the wall and raise your leg to give him a hefty kick to the chest. You look at him, feeling the primitive urge to go after and rip his windpipe out of his throat.

Then you turn and start running. You don't want to kill him. You don't want to fight him.

Return (Re-boot) | 1x1 |

"Nope," he insisted, significantly more alert and a bit panicked now. "Nope, bath time's over." Effortlessly shaking her hand from his arm, Nicholas stepped out of the tub and gently pushed her back while keeping the towel up with one hand.

Exurbia | 1x1

You disregard the insult, although the lack of profanity piques your interest. Any other troll would have started spewing word vomit with chunks of obscenities. Your heart gives a weird, unwelcome nudge when he shakes the bits of rubble out of his hair, frustrated, and you want to reach inside your rib cage and pull the annoying pump biscuit right out. Both feelings are quickly disposed of, however, when you see the troll's eyes wandering to the ax by your foot. You tense, bracing yourself.

Then he lunges.

Your first instinct is to kick him directly in his already battered face. In the same movement, you roll onto your knees and grab the pickax with one hand as you try to push yourself to your feet. You sway, stumble, but steady yourself and grip the handle with both hands, raising it in threatening defense. Of course, you have no desire nor plan to fatally harm this troll. But you know you can be intimidating, and you tower far over him.

Return (Re-boot) | 1x1 |

"Wait," Nicholas slurred, seeming significantly less intoxicated as he stood. In his doing so, he inadvertently splashed and slung water all over the floor in front of the tub. He tossed the cloth aside and yanked a nearby towel into his hand, wrapping it around himself as he swayed and put a palm against the wall for support. "I'm fine. Wha'd'you- what- what do you have behind your- your back?"