blue blood of the ice cream trolls

Dasiaa typed this in her normal hemoanonymous color, grimacing as she did so. Wow, she’d thought most of these cullers were gone, but then again, going outside wouldn’t have been a good idea anyhow, except to talk to Ouxiee. Maybe.

TS: "YEAh, thAt OnE."

TS: "Or, At lEAst, I'm gOIng tO Own hAlf Of It In thE fUtUrE. SEllIng tEmpOrArY mAnAgEmEnt pOssIblY sO I cAn fOcUs On mY wrItIng."

Dasiaa typed this in her normal hemoanonymous color, grimacing as she did so. Wow, she'd thought most of these cullers were gone, but then again, going outside wouldn't have been a good idea anyhow, except to talk to Ouxiee. Maybe.

Ouxiee is very adventurous and rash, acting on instinct. She has no psiionics and knows she has a generally short lifespan, so makes the most of it.

//and if we're allowe to request more than one//

Dasiaa is a limeblooded troll that runs a dating website and has online writing commisions. Despite being hemoanon, she's assumed to be jade or olive blooded because of her hair. A chronic liar, she wants to be an adventurer but knows that being hurt even once could be a death sentence and doesn't want to waste her life for the sake of a thrill. She wears a hoodie and sweatpants that are the same black with a pair of black sneakers.

"Heeyy theeree, I’m gooiing too haavee too coonfiiscaatee soomee oof thaat. Priivaatee proopeertyy aand aall thaat."

Ouxiee looked down at the seadweller, grinning. The rust blood knew this guy could cull her without a second thought with no repurcussions, but hey, she was already going to die so much sooner than most everybody else and she might as well make the most of it.

You look up at the troll, putting down your money for a second.

Oh, pu฿£i¢ pरop€रt¥?

You pause for a second.

Ooh, seemed like this one was closer to falling for her scheme than the others. Maybe she wouldn't have to grab his money and run off again.

"Weell, hoow muuch yaa' goot oon yaa'?"

It has been a while since she has talked to anyone. Avoiding people is part of the reason, but she’s been having bad day after bad day. Lensee got onto her computer, turning it on and logged into trollian. She hasn’t used the program for a quite a while. She remembered using all the time whenever she talked to her friends. At least who she thought were her friends.

— faithfulCataclysm [FC] started a conversation! —

FC: Hello? ʌnyone wishes to speʌk? Mʌybe

FC: Or something

Noticing someone had started a conversation, the troll grinned. Hey, maybe a new friend!

-bubblyBarracuda [BB] has replied!-

BB: oOo hellO!  oOo

"Heeyy theeree, I'm gooiing too haavee too coonfiiscaatee soomee oof thaat. Priivaatee proopeertyy aand aall thaat."

Ouxiee looked down at the seadweller, grinning. The rust blood knew this guy could cull her without a second thought with no repurcussions, but hey, she was already going to die so much sooner than most everybody else and she might as well make the most of it.

"oh„ don’t worry!! i had Some time to kill before the claSS Started and probably would have been juSt„ uh„ walking around.. and yeah„ that SoundS right„ the direction„ that iS."

Oh, Okay then! well, uh, i suppOse we shOuld get gOing, then.

>Saerah relaxes visibly and adjusts her grip on the box as she starts walking.

"it'S nice to meet you,, too.. my name iS Cydata. So,, uh,, towardS the legal diStrict,, right??"

The troll smiled, not wanting to put the other on edge. Walking along, she looked at the street signs, wondering if one was the street her aquaintence was looking for.

Feel free to ask them questions about their charges!

Don’t forget the details: Where your troll would take mine, bloodcolor, age, gender, hobbies, and available quadrants!