#tastha

((decided to do a height chart for my trolls gemstuck selves, because why the fuck not? this doesn’t really go by their heights as trolls, but their builds sort of match. but for the most part i only tried to incorporate the SU style into their gemstuck designs~))

((first two for the gemstuck versions of my trolls: Rhodochrosite & Rhodolite Garnet. White Diamond authority for Rho & Pink Diamond authority for R.G.))

((yeah, i didn’t draw their horns, since i’m just one of those no-fun people who doesn’t like to mix traits of one alien species with another unless they actually went & had a hybrid baby spawn together. other people can draw horns for their own gemstuck au, but imma just sit here & be uncreative. :P ))

((So I was just doodling out what my trolls' adult Beforus selves would be like. I only got 5 of them sketched out so far, but I think they came out alright. :) ))

((Since Beforus isn't violent as fuck, I tried to think of what my trolls would be like thanks to that change, but keep their core interests/personalities mostly the same. Btw, the circles with X's in them are just where the trolls' signs would be. Also, I had to cheat a little for Tas & Vik's titles. >_< Just couldn't find 8-letter titles for them.))

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((Tastha was actually pretty cheerful when she was little, but grew into the angry little fish she is on Alternia thanks to bullying/threats. So without the abuse and urge to fight back, she'd be much more friendly and drawn to her interest in gems/crystals/etc. She'd also get along with Davala waaay more. XD))

((Davala would mostly remain the same, but be a lot more...adamant in her duties, I guess? Which would be being part of Beforus' process of culling, and helping to place young trolls in better care. And she'd not be as gentle in her methods of removing them from their current situations, as her lusus didn't die on Beforus, and never left her with it's egg to look after.))

((Fluula would just find herself striking against the empire's rule. She's still not very well liked, and she hates having to bear the amount of responsibility her caste has towards taking care of lowbloods. While her homocidal tendencies aren't as bad as they are on Alternia, she'd definitely rather not see lowbloods be placed as top priority in the empire. IRL, she'd be the kinda person who'd be bitching about their rights as a white person being 'taken away' because of the passing of a law that helps minorities. A racist fuck, basically.))

((Bhavan, though...his personality will have completely flipped for the most part. He'll still be part of his religion, but he'll think it as more of a belief of complete unity, and the harmony of life & death. This version of him has a personality that mirrors his Alternian self before he actually joined the religion. He thinks everyone as equals, but that clashes a little with the empire's caste system, and he thinks it's only fair for each caste to bear an equal portion of responsibility for their own well being. While he's not manipulative in a sense, he is one to base any preaching/advice he gives more on his own opinions/beliefs. And he's friendly enough to be pretty convincing.))

((Just ministrife godtier sprites for my trolls. Because I was bored. XD))

Of course, the second you think that, you spot the more vibrant hue of your caste floating a few feet away from a school of fish. You turn your nose up at her outfit, an obvious attempt to emulate their current Empress.

How distasteful.

The troll looks like an easy enough kill. All thin, wiry muscle and nothing really powerful-looking about her. Then again, you probably shouldn't judge so quickly. Certain trolls could have enormous strength despite their appearance. You would try to make this quick, then.

Swimming as quietly as you were able, you position yourself behind a good-sized outcropping of rocks. Your rival doesn't turn. You grin with your serrated teeth, before lunging and kicking the others' head into the rocks she'd been scoping the school of fish from. She retaliates, obviously. But after the crack to her skull, she's not as coordinated as she would've been otherwise. She lands a punch here and there, and even has the audacity to draw your blood.

...You draw more with a few good stabs and slashes with your daggers.

Blood swirling all around the two of you, you end the fight by plucking out a simple harpoon from your strife deck, and plunge it into her shoulder. She claws and shrieks at you in her pain, but another crack to the skull against the undersea cliffs quiets her down soon enough. You don't remove the harpoon, instead choosing to dig the protruding end into the cliff face, essentially nailing her to the rock by her shoulder.

Grumbling under your breath, you irritably stomp your way towards Drevec's hive. Your blue blooded moirail hadn't texted you over Trollian in a few days, and your temper was starting to build up again.

After all, the only way you knew about when your next fight was going to be was if he actually bothered talking to you! And since the bastard was slacking off in that respect, you decided it was best to just go to your sad excuse of a moirail yourself.

...That, and you were kinda worried. Just a little. It's not like you'd been stalking his Trollian handle for the past few days or anything. No. Nothing like that. That would be stupid.

Before you can bury yourself any deeper in denial, you find yourself at Drevec's front door. Huffing in annoyance, you bang on the wood, loudly announcing your arrival. You hadn't told him your were coming over, but only because of his careless absence online.

"Drevec?? Hey doofish, you betta answer the glubbing door! I haddock to walk all the way here, so shore some respe-!"