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==>Be the Rust Rioter
Your name is h4v0k, and you see creeping destruction.
Name: h4v0k Age [Sweeps:] ? [Human Years:] ? Gender: ? Blood: ? TrollTag:  abrasiveAtaxia God Tier Title: Thief of Space Strife: Fistkind Land: Land of Fluorine and Entropy Lusus: ? Ancestor: ? Quirk: |*:・゚| st4rts sent4nces with 4 vi4l of s0mething fr0thing, n0 c4pit4ls, slight r0b0tic edge t0 v0ice. Appearance: They sport leather coverings over most of their body. Face is dominated by a mask, the source of the voice modulation that disguises them. The mask's pupils can track the movements of their eyes under the mask, so the eyes appear to follow other trolls around. A leather hood is anchored to the shoulders of the jacket, hiding most all of their skin. Slight open patches exist on their wrists and neck.
7 deadly sins. put one in my ask.
Lust: Something that I find attractive. Pride: Something that I like about myself. Sloth: Something that I dislike about myself. Envy: Something I wish I was better at. Gluttony: One of my favorite foods. Wrath: Something that gets me angry. Greed: Something I can’t get enough of.
» You run around and giggle.
>Hums a light tune, it's notes mimicking the cheerful lope before you, mask displaying a small smile You lean softly against a tree, watching the cheerful movements with small movements of the mask.
'o' Happy night for you?~ Perhaps it is for me too~ x-x

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==>Be the Dirge Dancer
Your name is ARIA and you wish to have a dance.
For a hemoanon, you are ODDLY OPEN to others around you, although you are very ready to dance if they make trouble. For you, the RHYME AND FLOW of those around you gives you power, and in exchange, you can DATA CORRUPTED. A brief song often begets others, and from that simple touch with THE DEAD, those who dance with you slowly fall under the power of DATA CORRUPTED.
It is a SIMPLE THING to sing a song. Often you wonder why others are so OUT OF TUNE with the worlds around them. Perhaps a DANCE WITH DEATH would give them a little more insight, although there is never enough time to dance with everyone.
You are safe, for now, because of the SACRED PROTECTION that you derive from your powers, but you prefer to keep it safe. It is much easier to VANISH FROM SIGHT as a hemoanon then is is with others knowing your face. Preparing for INEVITABLE MISTAKES is all part of dealing with those who dance with you. Perhaps soon there would be another dancer? That would suit you just fine.
Name: Aria Age [Sweeps:] ? [Human Years:] ? Gender: ? Blood: ? TrollTag:  untellingUndertaker God Tier Title: Bard of Life or Sylph of Doom Strife: Fistkind Land: Land of Music and Shades (LOMAS) Lusus: ? Ancestor: ? Quirk: 'o' Starts with a singer, ends with a dead emoticon~ Ends sentences with a singsong flourish~ Frequently rhymes, often coupled with wordplay crimes~ x-x Appearance: Hemoanon, wears a helmet, it's surface bearing a small mouth to indicate emotion, and a line that seems to pulse with rhythm and song. They wear a simple vest and shirt, the material seeming to be handmade, but well done. Their left sleeve seems to be torn away, revealing a transparent and incorporeal arm. If one stares into the arm, symbols of trolls, alive and dead, seem to flutter through it's form. The bone is cracked and fractured, and appears more so the more death one has seen. Sources of secondary observation to individuals who haven't interacted with Aria, such as a photograph shown to someone who hasn't met them, depict the arm as a grizzly rotten troll arm, drained of blood and falling apart. Those around Aria will often notice a haunting tune, often familiar, it's music perfect, but somehow warped and frightening. Aria can most often be found dancing in perfect time to the tune, or singing along with it, their voice always a match to the song. Height- 6' with helm.
been working on this piece the whole day and i love the way its coming out
((my whole world right now, trying really hard to get some drawing done this weekend))
Reblog if it is okay to talk to the Mun in private..
Send a âśż if you would ship your character with mine.
Doing a thing because I’m bored ye
There will be three winners
Ok so First place will get a chibi ref like these ones:
Second winner gets a doodle like these ones
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Third winner will get a floatie and a little pixel like these
     Now the rules:
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Can be a fankid or a fantroll don’t really care, would prefer if it was a girl tho since I’m more used to drawing them.
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===> Be the sore thumb (Closed Rp)
> You watch him stare when you grin, and it suddenly hits you that your teeth might be intimidating. You quickly hid your teeth again, and were about to apologize, but then he… complimented your smile? You were definitely surprised.
~No, I don’t think so…~ ~ThAnk you~
> You were so happy you hadn’t scared him. You’d hate to scare off your new friend just because you smiled…
~YeA, it is nice out tonight, isn’t it?~ ~And I’m glAd you inVited me Along~ ~I this plAce is AmAzing, And you’re reAlly nice~
> You smiled sweetly, and your fins perked up slightly. Maybe you really might make another friend. You hoped so.
>What to do now? You were rapidly flushing, flustered, and here they were calling you nice. You've never been called nice like this before. Heck, most of those you treated called you nasty names. But here was a highblood trying to be your friend. Boy that was a weird word for you.You weren't used to having friends, others you could trust.
/W-well, thank you very much frauline. If you enjoy it that much, I would definitely enjoy your company more often. If y-you want to, that iz. I wouldn't want to put a burdon on a cute- err, important I-i mean, zeadweller.//
>Looking down and away from them, your mind was in overdrive. You needed to get back under control. You took several deep breaths to calm the studder, then looked back to them, their light smile greeting your returning look, causing your mustard flush to shine bright.
/And... well, if you are not doing anything right now... I'd really enjoy zome company for lunch. Monzig alwayz haz the bezt quality food, and he zharez it with whoever, but I've never really had a friend to eat it with. I-i mean, if it'z ok for me to call you a friend. I think I alzo have a book on rockhunting back at the hive, if you might like to know more about where to find rockz like that moonztone.//Â
>You gulped slightly. You were being to forward, it wasn't good to use terms like friend so soon. Heck, you had never had a friend before, you didn't know if it was ok to use terms like friend at all. It was all very new, and you could only do what you thought might be things friends do.
===> Be the sore thumb (Closed Rp)
> You watched his eyes darting around, and hoped you weren’t making him uncomfortable in some way…
~It must be AmAzing just to be Able to liVe with powers like thAt~ ~I cAn’t eVen imAgine whAt it would be like~ ~And neVer hAVing to worry About being sick or hurt must be cool too!~ ~It’s Almost like you could do Anything, huh EVenor?~
> You giggled a bit, then looked at the bottle in your hand and finally took a sip of this “fizzy drink”-
> Woah! It was really sweet, and the “fizzy” feeling was weird. You could see why he suggested only taking small sips. It was really weird, but… You really liked it! You looked back at him and grinned showing off your scary ass teeth.
~This is reAlly good!~
>Your eyes finally settle on their smile, and stick, the rows of sharp teeth intimidating to some, but somehow more comforting then monsig's rows of solemn white tombstones. You feel slightly hot as they compliment you, a light dusting of yellow rising to the surface of your skin.
/I zuppoze it'z nice, perhapz I am juzt too uzed to it. I'm not zure that it givez me the room to do anything, but I might be willing to try for a friend like- err, a friend. Haz anyone ever told you that you have a gorgeouz zmile? It pozitively lightz up the grove.//
>What were these words spewing out of your mouth? Had you lost your mind? You hoped a complement on what had distracted you would distract them from your verbal slip up. You must be getting sick. You were always so careful, yet here you are sitting feet from something you had always wanted to research, and research was the last thing on your mind. Perhaps the sea air was getting to you?
/I-I... er... Lovely night izn't it? The moonlight iz really great tonight! And thiz nice warm weather juzt makez it perfect to zpend with zomeone elze. Thank you for joining me.//
>Really? This is what you were saying? You were so conflicted now that you were getting flustered. It was all very confusing, and your analytic mind was having trouble thinking of something interesting. So of course it settled on the weather. Classy, that'll really keep the attention you wanted to keep.Â
===> Be the sore thumb (Closed Rp)
> You take the bottle that he hands to you, and look it over as he continues speaking. You nod in acknowledgement to his instructions, and start trying to open it. You struggled with it a bit, but got it open after a couple of tries. You were surprised by the sound, but then smiled in a “look, I did it” kind of way.
> You were about to take a sip, but then he started talking again. Your cheeks flushed even brighter at the continued compliments.
~You reAlly think so…?~ ~I meAn, most things I try to mAke don’t come out Very good…~ ~But I’m working At getting better!~Â
~It must be hArd being A doctor though~ ~You must be reAlly smArt too~
>You almost chuckle watching them play with the bottle, enjoying the company they share with you. It had been a long time since you had sat and chatted with someone like this, probably before you met monsig if you were being honest with yourself. You certainly enjoyed their company, though you were constantly flitting your eyes around the area, unsure if your gaze was turning into the rudeness of a stare.
/I'm zure they come out much better then the heavy ragz that adorn my zhoulderz! If you need anything to help, feel free to azk me, I'm zure I could find mozt any type of cloth. Az for being zmart, I don't really know about that. I feel it'z more of a luck thing, what with my abilitiez and all.//
>You use your psionics to rotate several stones in a small orbit around a little bit of crystal, pausing to watch them a little before settling them down just at the edge of your ability's range, right at the feet of seliid.
/With powerz like thoze, I couldn't help but fall into my current occupation. It zeemed a natural conzequence, for better or for worze. And bezidez, now I never have to worry about being injured or zick, becauze I can take care of it myzelf.//
>You don't know why you would say something like that, you worried about those exact things all the time. You weren't a long-lived highblood, at least not yet, and you didn't trust your own work quite yet. You still needed improvement, but it felt right to act like you could cure it all in front of this highblood. To be quite frank, you were showing off to them.
===> Be the sore thumb (Closed Rp)
~He reAlly is A greAt friend~ ~As for meeting him though…~ ~I don’t know if thAt’s such A good ideA…~ ~Sorry…~ ~MAybe somedAy though…~
> You looked back and gave the yellowblood a sheepish smile. He seemed really nice, and you’d love to help Seidon meet more trolls, but… Not everyone was so nice about mutations, and you were more concerned for your moirail’s safety… This mention of a “fizzy drink” intrigued you though.
~I don’t think I’Ve eVer hAd A “fizzy drink” before~ ~Are they good?~
> You made your way back over to him, and plopped down in front of him- Oh, he liked your clothes? Your smile grew, and you blushed faintly at the compliment.
~Oh, thAnk you~ ~Most of my clothes I’Ve found in stores, or hAd mAde for me, but I mAde the skirt myself!~
> You really were proud of this skirt. It was one of your few projects that had actually turned out well.
>You smile back, offering a blue bottle to them, and cracking your own open with a small hiss. You weren't really sure that you liked the blue all that much, but it was better then water, and they were out of the purple that you liked.Â
/I prefer them for convenience, and they are a little zweet, zo that iz a pluz. If this iz your firzt, then be careful with how fazt you drink it, the fissynezz iz a little ztrange the firzt time you have it. Zip it a little at a time, and open it zlowly zo it doezn't bubble over the top.//
>The news about not being able to meet the other seadweller was a disappointment, but you didn't really mind since your thoughts were now centered on the seadweller with you. You crossed your legs gently, resting the heavy cloth of your gown between your legs, almost like a table to put your bottle on.
/It certainly came out very well, and lookz very good in the light reflected from the water. I'd bet that meanz it lookz great underzea too, though that'z juzt an educated guezz. I doubt there are many other zeadwellerz who would be able to boazt of zuch talentz, conzidering that mozt of thoze zkilled craftz zeem to come from lowbloodz. It ztrikez me that it makez you very talented. I waz never very good at art, zo I turned to medicine az my art form of choize.//
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===> Be the sore thumb (Closed Rp)
> Your fins perk up, and you wander around the area a bit, just looking around and missing the first half of what he said. It was so pretty here! Maybe you could show Seidon this place! Well, if this guy was ok with it… It seemed to be special to him- Oh, he was talking again.
~Oh, Seidon?~ ~YeAh, he’s a seAdweller too~ ~And he’s really nice!~ ~It’s kindA funny Actually, I think he wAs AfrAid of me when we first met~
> You giggled at the memory. Big strong Seidon being cautious around tiny little you.
>You settle down to watch them wander around the area, somewhat like a grub exploring. You smile and pick a few berries from a nearby bush, absentmindedly eating as you listen.
/Really? Afraid of frauline? Bt you are zo very nice! It zeemz almozt a zhame, though i guezz you worked pazt it eazily enough. He zoundz like a wonderful friend, and I really would like to meet him zometime. I'm not zure that he would like a commoner zuch az myzelf, however. Can I get you anything? I brought along zome blue fizzy drink that Monzig inziztz on having around.//
>You pull out a couple bottles of the sweet liquid, something that monsig provided for anyone who needed it. You weren't quite sure of monsig himself, but at least he could provide something of worth often enough. You cross your legs, idly watching the glint of sun across the seadweller's face.
/You seem to have quite the fazion zenze. Your outfit matchez your finz and piercingz very well. Do you have zomeone make your clothing for you? Mozt of my ztuff I handmade myzelf, and it'z only really functional, not ztunning like yourz iz.//
==> Be the secluded caver
>You lounge softly in the large cave, watching the reflections of cyan light from your glowing eyes flicker and flit off of the various crystals and minerals in the cave. You draw a finger softly through a cool pool of water, knowing that it leads off to some of the undersea caves. But this cave was nice, a quiet place full of shiny rocks that made it easier to see. It was hard to constantly keep bending the light around you, and being able to have even a little easier time was nice. Sometimes, you just sat back and talked with yourself, it helped keep you happy.
{i-i hOpe yOu get back sOOn} {it's been a week, and i ran Out Of fOOd}
>You weren't exactly happy today though, honestly you were feeling quite lonely. Your lusus had been gone for a while now, and you were starting to get nervous. You didn't know what you would do for food if your lusus was around, and without any of the sopor slime that it brought for you, you were starting to have nightmares again. You sighed softly, throwing a small ruby crystal across the cave toward the entrance that lead to the main cave system.