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Sgrub: Chapter One

@hagroden I've got Pesterchum.

Sgrub: Chapter One

I have some drawings of Irevir and Velant that I didn't share here, if anyone's interested!

Irevir

ecosentience.deviantart.com/art/Irevir..

Velant

Leshas is now in the process of being colored. :)

UPDATE: I finished Leshas!!

Here she be!

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Mattie snatched up a cloth that wasn't doused in alcohol and handed it over grimly, one hand still concealing the knife behind her back. "This won't be the most pleasant thing you've ever felt."

Sgrub: Chapter One

@KiltmanBagz Started drawing Leshas! I always put the glasses on last, so don't worry 'bout that.



edit: only after i upload this do i realize just how fucking messy it is. i'm so sorry

Exurbia | 1x1

He turns around––he heard you. When he sees you and his eyes widen just slightly with what looks like surprise, you don't know whether to be relieved or terrified. You're too scared to even speak and he's already gone. Dang it. He probably absconded, afraid you were here to cull him and––no! No no no!

You open your mouth to scream but nothing comes out but a shuddering wheeze as the troll brings down a corn-shucking, diddly-gosh-darn pickaxe just above your head. Bits of rock tumble onto you, and your chest is heaving faster than it ever has and you can't seem to get enough air. You writhe briefly, and then the stranger's grasping your shoulders, and you pop right out of the narrow hole that was almost your tomb, like a baby mammal out of its ancestor's nook. (That is such a disgusting thought, and it makes you shudder.)

Carefully, you lift your head from the dirt and regard this weird, white-haired troll as if he's grown a second head. And, predictably, you ask, "Are you out of your mind?"

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Mattie quietly got up and dug around in the cabinet. Finding nothing to suit her needs, she moved out into the kitchen and picked up a knife that wasn't of particularly good quality. Because no one was chopping food with that thing after this took place. She returned to the bathroom, muttering under her breath, "Nastiest shit I ever seen," and hiding the knife behind her back.

"Hey. So. You might want something to bite onto."

Exurbia | 1x1

You live way, way out West, and the world is your oyster. Unless, of course, that oyster makes any sudden movements, in which case it most certainly is not your oyster and you must make swift arrangements to get the darn-tooting heck away from that freaky oyster. Anyway, even though you're on the lower half of the hemospectrum, you're not particularly afraid of being culled. It might be because, as heavy and unwieldy as it is, you make sure to carry your shovel with you wherever you go. It also might be because your lusus, or as you'd like to call him, Papa Prongs, is ridiculously fast even when you're riding his back and he is far from afraid to gore a threatening-looking troll to death. You know: he's done it before.

Anyway, that's what you're doing right now. You are riding atop your lusus, far from your hive. You can see the wall now, the one that keeps the humans in their city separate from, well, the rest of everything. You've admired it fairly often, but, like every other troll, you've never been––

Hold that thought.

And then drop it. Is that a yellowblood crawling under the wall?

"What the..."

A snort stops you right there, before you can swear and offend your lusus. You watch the stranger disappear into what must be a tunnel, and your vascular pump starts beating faster. Papa Prongs flattens out his ears, as if he can tell that you're thinking about following this strange, white-haired troll. Of course. He can only do so much to prevent you from being culled.

Still, you slide off the hornbeast's back and give the creature a reassuring pat on the shoulder. His eyes are wide and worried. You give a smile, and in return get a defeated-sounding huff. It's almost as if he's asking you to be home by sundown, which of course, he is physically incapable of doing. Still, it is a comforting thought. You nod to your lusus and he turns around, bounding away at an astonishing speed. It'll be a long walk home, but that's okay. As pudgy as you are, you are a deceptively good runner.

The tunnel is tiny, and you wonder how this other troll managed to get through. This is one of the rare cases in which your pudginess has not been in any way helpful to your cause. You look to your left, to your right, and behind you. And then you dive on in.

This is terrible. It's worse than the trials you faced as a wriggler. At least you could fit through suffocatingly-small tunnels then. Well, you've still got it, right? Just a little farther! You can see the light! You're almost out, after bumping a horn painfully against one side of the tunnel, and...

And you are stuck.

Panic rushes through you and your heart clenches. You struggle against your newfound earthen prison, to no avail, and you can see the white-haired troll walking ahead of you. You claw at the dirt, and it doesn't help at all. You're getting a little corn-shucking desperate, here. It shows when you call out, softly in case someone on the other side of the wall could hear, "Hey!"

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"I know, I know," muttered Mattie in what she hoped was a soothing voice and probably was not. In fact, Nick's reaction was not as horrible as she'd thought it would be. That made it a lot easier. She withdrew the cloth after giving the alcohol some time to do its germ-killing thing, and peered, squinting, at the wound to see if that would have gotten rid of those nasty-ass looking stripes of darkened skin.

Because if it didn't, she was going to cut that tainted flesh right the fuck off of him.

Sgrub: Chapter One

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

Sgrub: Chapter One

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?