Gumm-Gumm Gamekeeper

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If there was something Jim was glad Claire taught him, it was sign for those who did not have a voice. It'd came in handy many times - and now was no different. Keeping track of the gamemaster's motions as she speaks, the boy is silent as gears of brain work along as to what Oddball could possibly mean until the blob comes free in raking digits.

Blue blinking in surprise a noise escapes him as understanding fell into place abruptly. Of course. She was a frost troll and winter was ending; plus to top it all off, it looked like her overcoat was getting ready to go!

Jim could only imagine how uncomfortable it must be.

'Ohh-' the raven haired boy starts, dropping his hand to instead reach out to the she-troll in a attempt to help, soothe, whatever she would accept.

Seasons? She heard tale of them, but never experienced any change in atmosphere before. Nor...whatever was happening to her now. Shedding a bit of fur, yes. But entire globs falling off?

If she wanted the Trollhunter's attention, then Oddball certainly had it. The cold breeze cause the teenager's body to convulse in a shiver - and in tandem with goosebumps making their home on skin does Jim bounce on heels to round on the she-troll; but whatever complaint he had died on lips as attentions were drawn away from the chill she'd caused when massive claws signed out a single word.

'Bad?' Comes repetition, one of Jim's hands moving up to rub warmth back into himself.

What would your character be like a boss battle in a video game? Send a symbol for a boss battle head canon.

Alternative; send another character’s name plus symbol to personalize it; VS to fight them or CO-OP to be duo-bosses

🎵for a battle theme song

🏰 for a location or dungeon theme and setting

👊 for a description on a special move

💬 for a opening dialogue before fight

👌 for an key item left from them after losing

☠ for a game over if they win the fight

💯 to know if they would be a easy or a hard boss

A very small & general bundle of magical anon prompts, or M!A’s, for almost all kinds of muses.

Feel free to alter them however you see fit.

Length of these M!A’s are all up to the mun.

M!A - Roboticised; Your human/humanoid muse is completely roboticised. Whether they turn into an android or a full-on robot is up to the sender.

For the reverse, send M!A - Organic to an android/robot muse for them to become human/humanoid.

M!A - Wings; Your muse sprouts a pair of wings. The style and size of the wings are up to the sender.

For the reverse, send M!A - Flightless to a winged/flight-capable muse to make them completely wingless/flightless.

M!A - Animal; Your muse is turnt into an animal of the senders choice.

For the reverse, send M!A - Human for an animal muse (anthro or otherwise) to become human.

M!A - Superpowers; Your muse gains a superpower of the senders choice.

For the reverse, send M!A - No Supers to a muse with superpowers/unnatural abilities for their abilities to be removed.

M!A - Phantom; Your muse is now a ghost and is intangible.

For the reverse, send M!A - Tangible for a ghost/phantom muse to be brought back to life/become tangible again.

M!A - Honesty; Your muse cannot lie, no matter how big or small, in response to every question.

For the reverse, send M!A - Liar for the muse to only lie in response to every question.

M!A - Supernatural; Your muse becomes a supernatural being of the senders choice (i.e, vampire, werewolf, etc).

For the reverse, send M!A - All Natural for a supernatural muse to become entirely normal.

M!A - Heavyweight; Your muse doesn’t appear to have a change in weight, but they are suddenly extremely heavy, and find it extremely difficult to move.

For the reverse, send M!A - Lightweight for the muse to become extremely light and agile, despite no visible weight change.

M!A - Hatred; Your muse has a very sudden burning hatred for everyone around them, regardless of their personality beforehand.

She is aware of how people see her. Large, sharp, and... well, a Frost Troll. But mostly they see claws and teeth and...start running. Varvatos was the first to not.

At first there is a spark of apprehension in Jim's chest as the Frost troll's large head leans close. Then, when she fails to do more than peer at what he held, did the Trollhunter release a breath before thin fingered hands tilt the book more into her line of sight, revealing a fine penmanship of maps.

'I vas forced to make zhis.'

[Sturm's 'Type' bingo chart under cut.]

But that's small comfort, when you're eleven and a half feet tall, and about as wide as the subject you are studying is tall.