#uprige

Your name is UPRIGE PALPAB, and you really need to CHILL THE FUCK OUT. But you cannot chill the fuck out. If you did, you might miss something or MAKE A MISTAKE. And if you made a mistake EVERYONE WOULD KNOW, and if everyone knew you'd never be able to SHOW YOUR FACE in public again. You'd have to KILL EVERYONE. You really don't want to have to do that.

You are a jadeblood who, as expected of your caste, lives in the darkness of the BROODING CAVERNS below Alternia's surface. Or rather, it would be dark if not for the fact that everyone you know is a RAINBOW DRINKER. Except that one guy, but he'll probably turn eventually, given how EXTRAVAGANTLY VIOLENT your team is. All in good fun, of course.

At TEN SWEEPS of age you would normally have been drafted into the fleet by now, but due to your caste you were allowed to stay in the caverns as an ASSISTANT SUPERVISOR to one of the many CULLING BRIGADES. It is your duty to keep the younger brigadiers in line, which is HARDER THAN IT SOUNDS. You take your job very seriously and often feel like you're ABOUT TO SNAP under the pressure. Sometimes you wish you could just CUT LOOSE with the rest of the team, but of course you have to maintain a HIGHER STANDARD OF CONDUCT.

Which of course, you always do. Most of the time. When the boss is watching. In truth, you are less in a constant state of TEETERING ON THE EDGE than you are REPEATEDLY FALLING OFF and climbing back up. You don't tend to remember much about these outbursts, and you make well sure that no one else does either, whether by violence or threat of discipline. You are the assistant supervisor, after all.

You have a very strong sense of the SOCIAL HIERARCHY, and know quite well where you place on it. You are ABSOLUTELY TERRIFIED of highbloods and older trolls, and tend to TAKE OUT YOUR FRUSTRATIONS on lowbloods and wrigglers who can't fight back. Frankly, you are almost entirely unsuited to interaction with anyone outside your own team.

Since most of my trolls' quadrants are open, I thought I'd make a post saying what each other them would be looking for. Under the cut due to length:

Name: Uprige Palpab Caste: Jade Age: 10 sweeps(~22 human years) Gender: Female Symbol: {|} Lusus: Shrewmom Quirk: Speaks in a jittery< distracted_seeming manner< ehehe> (non alphanumerical characters are typed as their shifted versions instead) Description: A  junior supervisor for one of the mutant-culling teams in the brooding caverns. She is constantly torn between trying to maintain an upstanding reputation to the outside and fitting in as a part of her team of crazies.

Name: Rawloc Carhas Caste: Violet Age: 9 sweeps (~19 human years) Gender: Male Symbol: (undecided) Lusus: Planktondad Quirk: (undecided) Description: A irritable seadweller with major body image issues. He wishes he was a big, buff warrior fitting of his caste, instead of the near-grotesquely tall and thin pile of skin and bones he actually is. He compensates for his percieved deficiencies by acting big, becoming rather obnoxious and bull-headed in the process.

Name: Verili Demars Caste: Olive Age: 17 Sweeps (37 human years) Gender: Female Symbol: (undecided) Lusus: Robinmom Quirk: uses antiquated terminology, thee/thou/thy Description: A rebellious draft-dodger who has been hiding from the fleet's recruitment officers for the past seven sweeps. She views herself as a noble protector of the weak and thorn in the Empire's side, but in practice is mostly just a hobo who raids highblood hives for food.