#funk tribe

Part of an au I came up with where every sapient species in the Trolls-verse has a guardian angel that helped create them.

In the beginning, God made the world and sent angels to create living creatures. Every angel created a species by removing one of their body parts. The angels that made the different troll species all used their voice boxes but one of them didn’t remove her voice box but she used her shed tears and gave them her song to breathe life. Just like the various peoples are based on toys, the angels are based on ball joint mannikins. Small races have human-sized angels, Big races have giant-sized angels. 

STRING TRIBES 

Angel of the Pop Tribe: Tara (named after the Buddest mother goddess) Nonbinary; uses neopronouns ei/eim/eir. Plant motif. Appearance: Tara has green skin, ivy for hair, pink eyes with daisy petal eyelashes, feminine features, flat chest, flowers growing from eir body, and a long green tail tipped with a trefoil leaf. Tara most often wears a sleeveless gown made of flower petals and a crown made of matching flowers. The flowers change with every new Pop Tribe ruler. Powers: plant control, healing, creating music, and growing plants from eir body. Personality and relationships: Eir personality is kind and cheerful, and ei has a calm demeanor when interacting with the tribe. When angered, however, ei becomes violently protective. Is best friends with Diwata. In my au, Tara became the Troll Tree long ago, and when the trolls fled, they took buds of the tree with them to keep communicating with eim. During “True Colors” Tara awakens from the tree. 

Angel of the Rock Tribe: Camazotz (named after the Aztec god of bats) Male; uses he/him pronouns. Fire motif. Appearance: Camazots has red skin with glowing veins, solid yellow eyes with red pupils, shaggy black hair, vampire bat ears and nose, indigenous features, muscular build, glowing lava core in his chest, lava batwing arms with clawed hands and feet. He wears a gold chain necklace, and loose pants. Powers: fire control, manifesting weapons, flying, and lava manipulation. Personality and relationships: Fierce warrior who fights without mercy on behalf of his people. When not fighting, he’s very chill and goes with the flow. Will literally do anything to make the royal family happy, even fight other angels. Once had a romantic relationship with Tara.  

Angel of the Funk Tribe: Shango (named for the Yoruba Orisha associated with dance and lightning) Intersex; uses they/them pronouns. Metal Motif. Appearance: Shango has purple skin, cyber green eyes with purple sclera, green afro hair, uneven breasts, African features, and metallic patches of skin. Their clothes are Afrofuturistic and based on traditional Yoruba mens clothing. And they wear jewelry of all different metals. Powers: metal bending, technopathy, mind-reading, and projecting holograms. Personality and relationships: team dad mentality, very protective and interactive with the Funk Trolls. The royal family affectionately refers to them as “GoGo”. Uses mind powers to communicate with others. Phases through different parts of Vibe City through electric currents.  

Angel of the Classical Tribe: Brunhilde (named after the Norse valkyrie made famous by Wagner’s Ring Cycle) Female; uses she/her pronouns. Air Motif. Appearance: gold skin, gold eyes, gold hair worn in a pompadour, silver swan wings, and a silver pendant. Brunhilde most often wears a power blue Regency ball gown with matching gloves. Powers: air bending, manifesting clouds, creating music from nature, and flying. Personality and relationships: very serious, team mom mentality, builds a close relationship with each Classical leader. Once a week the Classical Trolls approach her with requests. She grants the requests as she sees fit. 

Angel of the Country Tribe: Kachina (named after spirit beings of the Pueblo people) Female; uses she/her pronouns. Stone Motif. Appearance: Native South-Western woman with orange skin, brown eyes with square pupils, and long black hair styled in two braids. She wears a traditional Hopi dress made from quilt materials, and floral patterned moccasins. Powers: manipulating rock and sand, causing earthquakes, summoning horses made of dust, and creating tornados. Personality and relationships: Butch lesbean, laidback, presides over all important Country events, chooses the new leader when necessary. In times of danger, she’s the main line of defence. 

Angel of the Techno Tribe: Tangaroa (named after the Maori sea god) Male; uses he/him pronouns. Sea Motif. Appearance: Potbellied body covered in blue scales with webbed feet and a long fishtail, coral eyes, tentacle hair that changes color, swim trunks and sash made from seaweed. Power: water bending, electric shocks, communion with sea animals, and camouflage. Personality and relationships: Cheerful goofball who avoids conflict as much as possible. Acts like a big brother to the Techno tribe. Has a close friendship with the leaders. 

SUB TRIBES 

Angel of the Reggaeton Trolls: Yucahu (named after the Taino creator deity of indigenous Puerto Rican myth) Male; uses he/him pronouns. Taino coded. Appearence: chartreuse skin, war paint on his face, vine dreadlocks tipped with leaves, yellow eyes, wears a loincloth made from braided grass. Powers: static electricity, communion with animals, and stimulating plant growth. Personality and relationships: very casual with his tribe, fun uncle energy. 

Angel of the K-Pop Trolls: Dalnim (named after the Korean goddess of the moon) Female; uses she/her pronouns. Korean coded. Appearance: Korean woman with tiger stripes, orange eyes with blue sclera, black hair in a fancy style called eo’yeo meori, and wears a traditional hanbok with snowflake pattern. Power: freezing objects, creating glowing lights, and taekwondo. Personality and relationships: sweet and affectionate, close friends with Tara and Yucahu. Bonds with a whole family of leaders instead of one specific person. 

Angel of the Jazz Trolls: Samedi (named after the Vodou loa of the dead) Male; uses he/him pronouns. Creole coded. Appearance: handsome black man with magenta eyes, permanent skull makeup, a fleur de lis tattooed on his chest, wearing a top hat, tuxedo jacket, pinstriped pants, and dress shoes. Powers: fog, illusion, manifesting skulls, and summoning ghosts (only on special occasions). Personality and relationships: very sly, very coy, communicates by playing a trumpet, has a very intimate relationship with Jazz leaders. 

Angel of the Yodel Trolls: Perchta (named after the Alpine Goddess) Female; uses she/her pronouns. Austrian coded. Appearance: fair-skinned woman with black hair, cloven hooves, and brown goat eyes, wearing a black dirndl with a red apron and floral pattern. Powers: invisibility, sonic thunderclaps, and turning into a troll-sized goat. Personality and relationships: fem lesbian, in love with Katchina, acts as a mother figure to the yodelers, very affectionate with people she likes. 

FAN TRIBES 

Angel of the Platinum Tribe: Diwata (named after the Filipino precolonial deities) Female; uses she/her pronouns. She is Filipino-coded. Appearance: curvy, plump, has platinum blonde hair, white skin, and yellow eyes. Wears a rainbow crop top and a matching saya (it's a Filipino traditional skirt), golden jewelry with rainbow diamonds, and golden tattoos on her arms, upper back, the side of her legs, and around her wrists, ankles, and tail. Powers: Despite being the shortest, she is the strongest with light powers, and aether physiology. Personality and relationships: As the eldest of the angels, Diwata is a fair but firm leader/parental figure to both the other angels and the platinum trolls, knows when the platinum leaders come to ask for favors when needed, focused on keeping nature in order but at the same time, friendly but protective and loving to her fellow angels, and the trolls, especially towards her best friend, Tara. 

Angel of the Space Tribe: Urania (named after the Greek Muse of Astronomy) Female; uses she/her pronouns. Space motif. Appearance: green skin with sparkly star freckles, floating silver hair, indigo chitin with constellation pattern. Powers: gravity manipulation, controlling starlight, summoning creatures based on constellations. Personality and relationships: intelligent, nerdy, polite, forms a psychic bond with each new leader. 

Angel of the Indie Tribe: Inari (named after the Shinto god of rice) Male; he/him pronouns. Japanese coded. Appearance: gradient sunset-colored skin, coral-colored hair tied in a topknot that resembles a fox tail, amber eyes, and his outfit is a mix of traditional Edo period clothing and modern Indie Rock clothes (yakama pants, denim jacket, cool sunglasses) he also has gold jewelry including bracelets, anklets, and gold teeth grill. Powers: teleportation, illusions, levitation, sound waves, and light manipulation. Personality and relationships: Brave, confident, playful, curious, sometimes broody, loyal, protective, and encouraging. He’s like a big brother to the Indie trolls. He used to be close friends with Camzots, but they had a falling out before the big “Rockpocalypse.”

>Lighting round of genres that aren’t fully fleshed out.<

Bollywood trolls - Saraswati (female)

Polka trolls - Yarillo (male)

Mariachi trolls - Tlaloc (male)

Samba trolls - Jaci (female)

Folk trolls - Herne (male)

OTHER RACES 

Bergens Guardian Angel: Danu (named after the Celtic Mother Goddess) Female; uses she/her pronouns. Removed her heart to create the Bergen people. Appearance: twelve-foot-tall obese albino woman with long, shiny hair and a broken heart tattoo on her chest. Goes completely naked. When the light touches her body, it sparkles like a mirror ball. Powers: floating, light distortion, thunderbolts, telekinesis, and terraforming. Personality and relationships: She is aloof, almost apathetic, keeping distant from her people and only interacting with them when they pray to her. When the Bergens first found the Pop Trolls, they thought the trolls were a gift from Danu. 

Party Crasher Angel: Bachus (named after the Roman god of wine and revelry) Male; uses he/him pronouns. Removed part of his brain to create the Party Crashers. Appearance: Bergen-sized Mediterranean man with snake eyes, black hair, and a bald spot covered in scales. Wears a green tunic and poncho. Powers: breathes fire, and flies, creates miasma and deliriums. Personality and relationships: Well-meaning but forgetful and absent-minded. Constantly comes off as drunk. The Party Crashers still love him. One day, he wandered off, and the Party Crashers have been looking for him ever since.  

Vacay Island Angel: Kanaloa (named after the Hawaiian shark god) Male; uses he/him pronouns. Removed his hands, finger by finger, to create the first  Vacaytioners. Appearance: twenty-foot-tall Hawaiian coded shark tale merman with sunset-colored yarn hair, arms that end in shark fins, and solid black eyes. Speaks only in the native Hawaiian language. Powers: controlling waves, creating storms, forming whirlpools, and changing his size. Personality and relationships: very serious and very protective. Nothing comes to the island without him allowing it. He spends every day underwater swimming around Vacay Island like a soldier on patrol. Once a year, he comes on shore and the Vacaytioners throw a luau. He and Tangaroa are boyfriends.

Mount Rageous Angel: Bast (named after the Egyptian cat goddess of festivity and warfare) Female; uses she/her pronouns. Removed her feet to create the first Rageons. Appearance: twenty feet tall, with hair made from gold fibers. Also wears a golden cat mask. She’s Egyptian coded, with bronze skin, clawed hands, and a bejeweled linen dress. After she cut off her feet, the stumps crystallized and spread up the rest of her legs. Powers: growing crystals, extending her arms and claws, seeing through the eyes of cats, and making her voice heard by everyone in Mount Rageous. Personality and relationships: She sits immobile underneath the mountain itself. She watches her people through her spirit cats but tries not to meddle in their lives. She only interacts with the Rageons when something horrible is happening, so they tend not to give her much thought. However, every Rageon has to make a pilgrimage under the mountain to see her at some point in their lives, usually after they’ve reached adulthood. 

(As for people such as Cloud Guy and Crimp, I don’t know enough about their species to come up with an Angel for them.)

The Platinum trolls belong to @artstar1997. The Space trolls belong to @x-elyssa-x. The Indie trolls belong to @ntci

(Note: Okay, so I was in the mood to write a bit about the Funk Trolls, mainly D. So I decided to make this, please tell me whatcha think)

Far away, hidden deep within troll forest, is Wire City, home of the Funk trolls. Like every other troll type, all of the residents looked the same, long necks, lanky legs, striped fur, crooked teeth and matted hair on top of their heads. The Funk trolls were by far the most bizarre of all trolls, no one knew where they came from, and they often get treated like trash. Nonetheless, they continued their parties in the safety of their home, and under the protection of their two leaders, King Quincy, and Queen Essence. 

Before they ever became the head honchos, Quincy was the son of the great King James, while Essence was the daughter of a farmer. Quincy found her alone one night by a pond and decided to sit by her, ask how she was, all of that usual good mannered stuff that every royal member had to know. The two began to meet up more and more each night, in the same spot, and soon the two found themselves bound the strong chains of love. Later in life they got married, they were given the royal titles, and they ended up having two beautiful baby boys. Unfortunately, one had gone missing during an escape from a bergen, and it was a tragic loss for the whole kingdom. Quincy vowed from that point on that in their new home they were all safe and made a rule that no one was allowed to leave Wire City, unless it was for resources. No free roam, no waltzing with the animals, none of that. 

Everyone was happy with the rule that was set, everyone except Prince Demetri, or D as he preferred to be called. Having to grow up stuck in the boundaries of his home was not easy, and it certainly not fun, D found his mind slowly slipping with boredom each passing day. All he longed for was to get to know the world beyond his home, unfortunately his parents were very strict on the rules and refused to let him leave, lest the same thing that happened to his brother happen to him as well. D understood his parents meant well and he never hated them for doing what they did, he was just disappointed he'd never get that chance.

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D woke up with a yawn and stretched himself in ways that were unimaginable to most trolls. He walked to the window, drew back the curtains and smiled as the sun shone into his room. D took and deep breath in and sighed, "Good Morning, Wire City" he said to himself as he trotted over to his vanity, tidying up his messy, blue dreads, looping golden rings around a few of them. When he was finally ready, he walked out of his room and quietly peered into his parents room. "Still asleep" he whispered, he smiled as he tiptoed downstairs into the kitchen, where he was greeted by another Funk troll, Marcel, the chef. "Morning your highness! So, how are the parents?" Marcel quietly asked, "Morning Marcel, I just checked on them, still sound asleep" D replied.

"You sure you want to do this?" Marcel asked him

"Absolutely" D answered, "I just...want to do something nice for my parents, that's all"

"And you're not worried about getting a little...messy?"

"Pfft, nah, now are we going to do this or not?"

Marcel laughed as he got out a few bowls, pans, spoons, cups and spatulas while D got out the necessary ingredients. The two soon got to work and the sweet smell of breakfast was soon drifting through the castle and into the upstairs chambers.

 Quincy stirred slightly as the smell drifted into the room, he sniffed the air and his eyes lightly fluttered open. He sat up and gave a yawn as he gave a gentle kiss on his partners head. 

"Wakey Wakey sleepyhead" Quincy chuckled, Essence opened her eyes slightly and shut them again when a glare of light shot in her face. "Mmmm, five more minutes babe" Essence replied sluggishly, but Quincy was so easily deterred, "No, come on now, don't make me" he teased, getting nothing but a scoff from his wife, "You wouldn't"

"Oh, but I would...and I will…"

"Wha-AH! QUINCY STOP IT!"

Quincy was soon tickling his wife's neck, it was the most ticklish spot on her and he enjoyed watching her squirm and giggle. "Knock it off! I'm up!" Essence laughed as she took a few breathes and sat up at last, "Finally, took ya long enough" Quincy laughed. The two had hopped out of bed and gotten into their signature outfits, before heading downstairs, seeing Breakfast placed on the table in front of them, a pitcher of juice and another of water and ice. 

"Morning Mom, Morning Dad!" D called as he joined them at the table, carrying another plate of pancakes out. "Morning champ, did you make all this?" Quincy asked as D set the plate down, "Well kinda, Marcel helped me-", "IT WAS HIS IDEA!" Marcel called from the kitchen. Essence smiled at her son and placed a kiss on his cheek, "This is so nice of you darling" she said, D blushed a little and smiled back at his parents, "I just wanted to do something nice for you, as a way of saying thank you," he explained, "Now hurry up and eat, the food will go cold of ya don't!"

Quincy wasted no time and dove right into the food, Essence laughed at her husband as he got a few pieces of food for her plate. Soon, most of the food was already gone, "Hey son," Quincy started, his words were muffled due to the food still in his mouth, even as King he forgot his manners every now and again, not that anyone seemed to care,

"I was thinking that...Maybe later today we could have a stroll around the city, have a chat, just me and you, how does that sound?" 

D looked at his father and gave a small smile is response, "Oh, yeah of course!" D said, "I'd like to get out of the house" Quincy nodded as he finished his mouthful and pretty much everything else on his plate. "I'll tidy up, you boys go" Essence said as she began to pack up the dishes. 

Quincy and D began walking their way through the city, many other trolls waved to them, some even screamed in delight when they saw them pass. "So how come you wanted to have this walk, Dad? You always have a reason" D asked, Quincy thought for a bit and sighed, "Son, you know that your time as King will be soon, and...well, I thought maybe we could have a chat, in case there was anything on your mind, anything that has to do with it. So?" D had to think about his answer, the only real question he had on his mind was the same he had for years, and it had already been given its answer several times. 

"Dad...don't get me wrong I love it here but...there really isn't anything new for me to learn here...I want to explore...you know, see the outside world, my heart just...just-"

"Wants to be set free, I know, but you know  don't want you leaving, the last thing I want is to lose you too" Quincy cut in, D sighed, "I mean, besides, being King is a huge responsibility and I do talk even know if I'm up to it, I don't even have a queen!", "Well the queen part is on you, no girl here really seems you appeal to you" Quincy said. 

"That's because they're all so 'In-your-face', I want a girl who's calm, but still funny, and kind, you know, like mom!" D explained, Quincy smiled at that and gave a small laugh, "Well I guess you're gonna have to keep looking, takes ages to find a girl that good", D laughed along with his father, "And about the whole 'Up-to-it' thing, you'll be fine" Quincy told D.

"How...how do you know?" D asked, "Because," Quincy started, he brought D to a statue in the center of the city, it was a statue of a guitar, similar to the one his mother has. "I've seen how you are, you are lively, you are a little reckless but you are also generous. You help trolls around you, you are understanding, you have integrity, you are respectful of others and most importantly...you love family. This is the most important thing to me when it comes to being a king, every troll here, they look up to you, they're like family, and as their King you need to be there to guide them, and not just as a king, but as a friend too."

D looked as his father with wide eyes, "I...never really thought about it like that," he admitted, Quincy nodded "Sometimes we see too much of our bad sides that we can never see the good side that lies within...I'm sure that you'll be a great King son, just remember, your kingdom is like your family, you can't leave them behind to find something that's probably not even real" he explained, D nodded in return as the two continued on their walk.