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((I seem to be bad at wording tonight. Does anybody want me to make sprites for them?))
((I didn’t make a sprite, sorry. xD I’m horrible at digital art. But there’s handdrawn pictures of him on his Tumblr.))
Name- Tekkel(a) Abhijit
Age- 7 sweeps
Gender- Male
Trolltag- abstractLollipop
Tumblr- abstractlollipop.tumblr.com
Quirk- capitaLizes R’s and L’s onLy uses no punctuation and onLy uses hoRizontaL smiLey faces .u.
Full Bio- Your name is TEKKELA ABHIJIT and you are a MALE and SEVEN SWEEPS OLD. If you were to put your BIRTHDAY in Earth terms, it would be on APRIL 22. You enjoy making CANDIES and SWEETS of all kinds, and this usually ends in a DESTROYED KITCHEN, so you end up just buying them from CANDY SHOPS. You enjoy all shades of the color PINK especially BRIGHT NEON ones. You also dabble in making ELECTRONIC MUSIC especially DUBSTEP and NIGHTCORE and are especially TERRIBLE at this. The only music you really excel at would be a more TRADITIONAL kind, especially STRING INSTRUMENTS, specifically the LYRE. This is a source of endless IRRITATION to you, as you prefer electronic music much more.
You sometimes enjoy HARRASSING PEOPLE ONLINE. You have a habit of LYING and often tell SLIGHT EXAGERATIONS about yourself to these people, usually about your BLOOD COLOR, saying it is COTTON CANDY PINK when it is actually CERUALEN BLUE.
You live in a reasonably-sized hive, which is carved into the side of a CLIFF to allow flying room for your LUSUS.
Your lusus is a VULTURE and you have a certain unexplained HATE for him. That may explain why you often plot to ASSASINATE him, but never go through with it. You have always DREADED the day when you will finally have to INTRODUCE HIM to another troll. You are sure he will EMBARRASS you. You are moirails with a troll named ANUK PANBAE and close friends with ALIBEREO QIAO. Except for that, you don’t really INTERACT with other trolls outside of the INTERNET.
When chatting you may come off as HYPER and RUDE to most but you often assure people that this is only because you are HIGH ON SUGAR. This is a lie. You also tend to be very IMAGINATIVE and THOUGHTFUL when given the time to EXPRESS the THOUGHTS IN YOUR HEAD. You can be slightly DEVIOUS and MENTALLY UNSTABLE at times but you are HARMLESS FOR THE MOST PART.
Your strife specibus is scissorKind and you use a Cookie Jar Fetch Modus. If you were to take part in a certain game you have of course never heard of, you would be the SYLPH OF TIME and would be transported to the LAND OF STRINGS AND MELANCHOLY. Your trolltag is abstractLollipop and you tend to mix up youR R’s and L’s.

Nut-chewer, to be exact. You chew, not suck.
Your name is MORPHA SKIDEA, and you would like to remind everyone that you do not suck nuts. You CHEW— and you have the strong belief that chewing is VERY HEALTHY FOR YOUR JAW. It was also a necessary skill when you had to work with your hive; Biting off the useless bark and using some pieces to add some touches for not only appearance, but also convenience! You thought it would be cool for your hive to reside in a tree, almost like a tree-house, so your hive takes place inside a LARGE, FAT TRUNK OF A TREE. The inside is hallow and provides enough of a habitat for you and your lusus. Your hive is located in the MORE FOREST-Y AREAS OF ALTERNIA, so FACE-TO-FACE COMMUNICATION WITH OTHER TROLLS hasn’t been one of those everyday occurrences in your lifetime.
Not that you could anyways, for you are in fact A MUTE. While you are able to read and write with no trouble, speaking isn’t something you learned when growing up. Being around your WINGED BUSHY-TAILED BEAST OF A LUSUS didn’t provide for much communication, so you share your feelings by ANNOYING SHRIEKING AND SQUEAKS to talk. It isn’t actual language between you and your lusus, more useful to just SHARE YOUR EMOTIONS IN AN EAR-SHATTERING FASHION. If you were to actually meet a troll later on, you would probably TRY TO IMITATE THEIR ACTIONS AND BEHAVIORS ON INSTINCT— due to reasons that you have met so few and their characteristics amuse you greatly.
Going to the subject of your lusus, she is the reason why you have to wear the PROTECTIVE GEAR AROUND YOUR LIMBS. Your lusus who is dubbed as Squirrelmom is very much WORRIED ABOUT YOUR SAFETY and makes it very clear by her actions and everyday squeaks. Silencing her is easy with just feeding her with the daily rations of nuts and berries, but the subject is hard to wander away from her. It is not your fault that your main interest (and skill!!) is PARAGLIDING, which is practically how you GET AROUND THIS GODAWFUL MAZE OF A FOREST. While you are good at what you do, you still have the stressful habit of coming back to your hive with bruises or some scratches. Many would probably consider you ACCIDENT-PRONE, and you can’t really argue with that. You can CLIMB AROUND AREAS TO GET AROUND, but that doesn’t stop you from accidentally bruising yourself.
You are nocturnal like most trolls, and happen to have VERY GOOD VISION ! As for your behavior, you are mostly DEPENDENT ON INSTINCTS AND ACTION rather then planning. You can also become EASILY-DISTRACTED, making you QUICKLY LOOSE YOUR VERY SMALL TRAIN OF THOUGHT and force yourself to get back on track. Having a chat with you must be an adventure.
Your interests not only include paragliding and climbing, as stated before, but you have the oddest fascination with BODY PAINT. Coloring yourself with STRIPES AND OTHER DESIGNS that is SIMILAR TO WHAT YOUR LUSUS AND OTHER BUSHY-TAILED BEASTS HAVE is one way to show your respect for your Squirrelmom. Not only that, but it is very fun to waste time on. This can also be useful for CAMOUFLAGING YOURSELF when hunting for rations before any other lusus try to take your nummies, though it is barely often when you do so. Why— because you CONSIDER IT FOR FUN rather then wasted paint like that! Sometimes this paint is supplied with most of the fruits and berries you collect, and maybe even blood from either yourself or who knows where else that it is distributed.
You don’t care much for the blood caste— actually, the thought of it has NEVER REALLY INTERESTED YOU or given you a reason to act any different towards highbloods or lowbloods in general. Your opinions sometimes FLIP-FLOP when hearing other troll’s arguments of such, but your attitude is still the same. You’ve NEVER BEEN THE TYPE TO BECOME STARSTRUCK over somebody’s blood color, more over their skills instead! You still know that this kind of behavior wouldn’t be taken well if you showed disrespect and your continue to learn from other troll’s opinions about this, so you still TRY TO SHOW AS MUCH POLITENESS to a troll with an oh so amazing blood color! This does wear you out though, to an extent.
Your Strife Specibus are FIST-KIND and FEET-KIND, as you prefer a more action-y, hand-on-hand combat type of fun. While you are good at this, they only downfall is that because of your quick instincts of just hitting, punching, and kicking as hard and fast as you can, you can easily do a slip-up and miss.
Your Fetch Modus is ACORN-TREE, and you are absolutely adoring the system of it!
It works like this, whenever you put in an item in your inventory, it is set in a stylized-acorn card and is organized by branches in a lovely tree-like design, the heaviest at the bottom and the lightest on top.
When the wanted item is removed, the ‘acorn’ falls out and must be chewed upon until broken open. The process length depends on the item, but you’ve fully mastered it with a set of strong chompers like yours!
Your trolltag is maneuveringSquirt, and “ You write nicely for the eyes with simple words to match. However, you will go to the extremes to »»>get your point across««< and think of abbreviations are so silly, oh my god! »>Laughing out loud!«< “
The troll can be reached on her Pesterchum at any time, so freely pester her and send her a hello! The narrator encourages it !
You can also reach the narrator at her personal Tumblr, which is techytechy-doghouse, and she can give you more information there !
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NAME: Murida Tergeo
AGE: 6 Solar Sweeps
SPECIES: Troll
GENDER: Female
CHUMHANDLE/TROLLTAG: timorousTidier
QUIRK: Replaces “i” with “ee,” and uses no capitalization except for her Ts. Besides that, her grammar and spelling are fine. When she is upset her words begin to trail off into “squeaks.”
BIO: Your name is MURIDA TERGEO, and you love COLLECTING THINGS. Some would even call it HOARDING, but that would be SILLY. After all, you keep everything in NICE NEAT PILES in order to keep track of it all.
Of course, the SOME in that sentence is HYPOTHETICAL, because you DON’T HAVE ANY FRIENDS. The aforementioned HOARDING and your DEBILITATING SHYNESS prevents you from getting to know any trolls. It’s too bad, because you would probably be a GREAT MOIRAIL. You GENUINELY CARE about other trolls, which would probably make you NUMBER ONE on the LIST TO BE CULLED when you become eligible if you wouldn’t already be from your EMPTY QUADRANTS.
You haven’t had much luck GETTING PAIL since the INCIDENT with your KISMESIS several sweeps ago. You DON’T LIKE TO TALK ABOUT IT, but it ended with you LOSING ONE HORN, causing your sense of balance to be HOPELESSLY RUINED. But you managed to escape and now you and your squeakbeast lusus are PERMANENTLY FLEEING in order not to be murdered, dragging your HUGEASS COLLECTION with you wherever you flee.
Of course, it remains in NEAT PILES.
Your trolltag is timorousTidier and you Type een a queeT voeece weeTh a beeT of a squeak. when you geT flusTered you Tend to squeak all of your words weeTh squeak. when you geT very ageeTaTed you jusT squeak squeak squeak squeak…
TUMBLR: muridatergeo.tumblr.com
Pertinent Info if you don’t want to read all that down there:
Name: Yarden Eclipt
Age: 6.5 solar sweeps
Blood color: #a18e00 yellow
Troll Tag: xanthicInsomniac
Typing quirk: Types in a in a rather “mumbling and rambling manner usually trailing off at the ends of words…” though sometimes he has to “Emphasize Words because he feels Someone is Too Stupid to Understand. this happens Far Too Often.”
Fetch Modus: Voluminous Tome
Strife Specibus: bludgeonkind
Build: small and spindley
Personality: Thinks he is very smart and very badass, but is really not very smart and is kind of a wimp. Tends to think he is smarter than anyone he is talking to. Likes to “debate” (argue). Suffers from perpetual sleep-loss and caffeine addiction. Is prone to haughty sarcasm. Goes off on long, rambling tangents that rarely have to do with anything at all.
Player:
Stu Email: stuskids @ gmail.com
I have canon-ish versions at LJ and DW and a Marchingstuck-verse version (slightly altered from his regular bio, in which he is on the DEBATE TEAM and in the DRUMLINE but is no less of a CRANKY JERK) at IJ. I’m not really comfortable RP-ing over chat type things but if you want to play at any of those places up there, I’d be for it. Also…this is his tumblr, so he can be contacted here too.
And here is his full bio if you’re interested!
Your name YARDEN ECLIPT and you have NO PATIENCE for SHENANIGANS. Or for MUCH OF ANYTHING. You’re a yellow-blooded troll, all of 6.5 sweeps old. It wouldn’t be so bad, perhaps, to be a on the LOW END of the HEMOSPECTRUM if you were at least lucky enough to get some PSYCHIC POWERS. But you WERE NOT THAT LUCKY. You live in a rather run-down communal hivestem in the city with your lusus, a barn owl that’s nearly as tall as you are. Which really isn’t saying much because you are RATHER SHORT for you age. But maybe that growth-spurt will happen soon. It better happen soon, because this being short thing is NOT WHAT YOU SIGNED UP FOR. You wear thick glasses because your EYESIGHT SUCKS. You did not SIGN UP for that EITHER. Anyway. If it isn’t obvious yet, you tend to go off on TANGENTS from time to time. LONG, RAMBLING TANGENTS. That seems to be the situation RIGHT NOW, actually. Get back to the subject of your lusus, you doof.
Your lusus is your CLOSEST FRIEND. Or, you know, your ONLY FRIEND. He’s always there to SNUGGLE when you are LONELY, or to PECK YOU ON THE HEAD when you are TOO CRANKY. That head-pecking thing happens QUITE A LOT.
Your symbol is the DESCENDING ORBITAL NODE and your horns curl delicately to match it. Your horns are the only thing delicate about you, though, because you’re pretty BADASS. Okay, you’re NOT VERY BADASS AT ALL, but you like to think that you are. In all actuality, you’re kind of a PISSY LITTLE WIMP. You also like to think that you’re PRETTY SMART. Smarter than EVERYONE ELSE EVER, actually. But maybe you’re NOT AS SMART AS YOU THINK, either. Wow, you’re FULL OF DELUSIONS.
You spend a lot of time READING pretty much ANYTHING you can get your grubby little hands on, and WRITING COMPLICATED EPICS that inevitably turn into TERRIBLE SELF-INSERT FICS. You are very INTERESTING and feel that the main character should be INTERESTING JUST LIKE YOU. You also enjoy listening to SHITTY POP MUSIC. You have flushed feelings for TROLL MILEY CYRUS but they are unrequited because she is a BIG STAR and DOESN’T KNOW YOU EXIST. Like, literally. She has NEVER EVEN SEEN YOU OR SPOKEN TO YOU IN ANY WAY. But you are certain that you two could be MATESPRITS. You are actually not even close to being matesprits with ANYONE. The fact is, you haven’t filled any of your quadrants yet, and to be honest, you’re getting KIND OF WORRIED about that.
Another thing you enjoy is ARGUING with people, though you insist that it is DEBATING. You always win at debates. ALWAYS. At least, as far as you’re concerned, you do. Other trolls BEG TO DIFFER on this subject. Most of them think that you are FULL OF HOOFBEAST EXCREMENT. That might be why you’re having the QUADRANT PROBLEM. Your neighbor downstairs is VERY LOUD and you don’t get much SLEEP AT ALL. You would confront him, but he is MUCH BIGGER THAN YOU. And the last time you said something to him, he PUNCHED YOU right in the SNIFFNODE. And it HURT. A LOT. And also BLED. And you CRIED like a WIGGLER. So you DON’T SAY THINGS TO HIM ANYMORE. Or, as it has been mentioned, SLEEP MUCH. Luckily, you are able to consume copious amounts of HOT GROUND STIMULANT BEVERAGE without any ILL EFFECTS. Other than, you know, being MOODY and SHORT TEMPERED. And also A LITTLE TWITCHY. But other than those things YOU ARE FINE. Some would say that you are ADDICTED, but that would be a BIG FAKE LIE. Just because when you don’t have it, you get STABBING PAINS IN YOUR THINK PAN and you KIND OF WANT TO BE CULLED WHEN IT’S HAPPENING, does not mean you are ADDICTED AT ALL.
Your strife specibus is BLUDGEONKIND and one of these days you’re going to FLIP YOUR SHIT and beat someone to death. Maybe your LOUD NEIGHBOR. But probably not, because you are still a PISSY LITTLE WIMP. That has NOT CHANGED since that OTHER PARAGRAPH from before. You have the VOLUMINOUS TOME FETCH MODUS and jeez it takes forever to flip through all those pages, but you don’t care because LOOK HOW SMART YOU ARE.
Your troll handle is xanthicInsomniac, and you talk in a rather “mumbling and rambling manner usually trailing off at the end of sentences…” though sometimes you have to “Emphasize Words because you feel Someone is Too Stupid to Understand. this happens Far Too Often.”
In another time, and another place, you would be the SCRIBE OF DREAMS in the LAND OF GRAPHITE AND FATIGUE. But that time and place is not now or here. So you’re not. So shut up about it.

NAME: Vesperia Crypto
AGE: 7 1/2 sweeps old
GENDER: male
SYMBOL: ”All that lacks Existence” This is a reference to his obsession with cryptozoology.
TYPING QUIRK: a=^ o=Ø
MORE INFO ON TUMBLR PAGE ===> http://cryptidhunter.tumblr.com/
INTROPOST:
Your name is VESPERIA CRYPTO and you are 7 and a half Alternian solar sweeps old. But you hate that name. Your name is VESPAR, don’t let anyone else tell you otherwise. You will cull them if they even try.
You are a DIURNAL creature who spends your sleepless days in the throes of the forest HUNTING DANGEROUS AND EXCITING GAME. Even more frequently you like to explore the art of FREELANCE TAXIDERMY though you are an AMATEUR in the craft, at best. You enjoy your work but not always the outcome, alternating between FREAKISHLY REALISTIC to downright ASININE TOMFOOLERY. Dead things are cool you guess, but still kind of creepy. That’s why you took up the act of GOOGLY-EYE-IFYING all of the blank stares of the DECEASED DENIZENS of your hive.
You also have a PENCHANT for UTTERLY USELESS AND OBNOXIOUS knick-knacks, which you so lovingly display all over your abode. This is a secret passion of yours and doesn’t under any circumstances make you any less fierce. Your other not-so-secret FANATICISM involves CRYPTOZOOLOGY and studying BIZARRE AND EXOTIC CRYPTIDS. ABC’s including your SABER-TOOTHED lusus are some of your favorites.
Your trollian handle is cryptidHunter and you tend to speak ^s b^d^ss ^nd ^s cøøl ^s pøssible.

> Enter name
> OBSESSIVE-COMPULSIVE BITC
Oops, it looks like you exceeded the CHARACTER LIMIT in your attempt to be witty. There is a maximum of exactly twenty-five (25) characters allowed in the NAME ENTRY FIELD. Would you like to try again?
> MELLOI AVICKA
Much better.
Your name is MELLOI AVICKA. Damn, do you love COUNTING. You count things CONSTANTLY, in a manner that could probably be described as OBSESSIVE and, for that matter, COMPULSIVE. Your FRIENDS- that is, the handful of people you can stand talking to regularly- would describe you as ANAL-RETENTIVE, or, on occasion, A NITPICKING BITCH. You do not mind these labels, and in fact take great pride in them.
PERSONALITY-WISE, you are commonly perceived as STOIC and perhaps a little COLD due to your DEADPAN DEMEANOR. Thus people are often surprised when you DISPLAY EMOTIONS, despite the fact that you are JUST AS EMOTIONAL AS ANY OTHER TEENAGE TROLL GIRL. In fact, you feel very AFFECTIONATELY towards a few chosen people. You express your natural VIOLENT TENDENCIES far less than perhaps is normal, instead choosing to BOTTLE UP YOUR ANGER out of fear of PHYSICAL ALTERCATIONS. (You are not PHYSICALLY STRONG, and you know it.) You are often SPITEFUL AND CRUEL because of this.
You love keeping records and especially ORGANIZING THINGS. Your HIVE would probably benefit from this, if it weren’t for the fact that you are ALMOST CONSTANTLY SLEEPY, despite the fact that you get the average recommended amount of sleep for a GROWING TROLL OF SIX SWEEPS. You would get more sleep, but there are MORE PRODUCTIVE THINGS TO DO THAN BE UNCONSCIOUS FOR HOURS AT A TIME. For example: TECHNICAL WRITING, PROGRAMMING, and the occasional game of SUDOKU.
You also must frequently COUNT YOUR LUSUS, but this is more FRUSTRATING than productive, as he has a habit of MULTIPLYING HIMSELF unpredictably, then merging back into a whole again. THE WHOLE PROCESS JUST MAKES YOU WANT TO GIVE UP AND TAKE A NAP.
Your trolltag is somnicArithmomaniac,
1 aand you speak in a somewhat deadpaan maanner.
2 aand always keep count of how many lines haave been entered in a conversation.
3 you would probably count chaaracters and words aas well.
4 but this gets very troublesome with more faast-paced conversational partners.
tl;dr she is a sleepy sheep girl who’s obsessed with numbers and facts. I’d love to bounce her off some other characters, be they fantrolls or canons. If anyone’s interested it all, my pesterchum and tumblr both are madcapChickadee, and Melloi’s pesterchum is somnicArithmomaniac. Thanks!
Name: Desuma Roggon
Blood color: #6e180f ((Rust))
Player: zawmbie
Email: zawmbiedomo@gmail.com
Your name is Desuma Roggon, and you hate your life.
You’ve only been around for SEVEN SWEEPS but it’s pretty obvious things are only going to get more sucky from here on out.
You are a bit of an odd troll, which is a kind way to say you are a TOTALLY PATHETIC troll. You are incredibly timid and cowardly and overall very DEPLORABLE. You used to be pretty damn DARING, COURAGEOUS, and even a little REBELLIOUS, back when you were into MAKING SECRET PLANS, and pretending to be a COVERT SPY. That was until about ONE SWEEP ago, when you made a very fatal ERROR, and after shenanigans, some hate drama, and an incident involving a SQUAWK BEAST, you found yourself hanging from a tree, DISFIGURED, HALF-DEAD, and a great deal less audacious than when you woke up that night. Ever since you’ve never quite been the same.
You’re hive is hidden in the DESERT, UNDERGROUND, and ever since your accident, you’ve never found the courage to leave, and as far as you know, the rest of Alternia has forgotten you are there. You’re interests are usually buried under a mountain of fear and self pity, but you seem to be a fan of SPY MOVIES. You have also recently taken up STATUE CARVING, which is a lot easier than you’d think with all the rocks lying around in this cave. After a lot of practice, you’ve gotten pretty good at making STONE ROLLIE-POLLIES, and now you think you’re finally ready to take the next step to carving STONE SNAILS. Maybe one day you’ll get good enough to make a STONE LUSUS. Maybe it’ll be even better than your REAL LUSUS was, though that’s unlikely.
You hate SQUAWK-BEASTS for justified reasons, and are terrified of HIGH-BLOODS, along with basically anything else that can breathe. You’re very self-conscious and like to disassociate yourself from others. Out of the very few people you associate with most think you’re a HOPELESS LUNATIC…which you are.
Your fetch modus happens to be the SEARCH AND FIND specibus, where in order to get an item you have to close your eyes and feel around for it in hopes that you find the right item.
You’re trolltag is twistedTermagant and when you speak, you TTend TTo sTTuTTer unconTTrolably.
Your Strife-Specibus is Pickax Kind.
What will you do?
if we post a fantroll, does it have to be in mspa style, or can it be our own drawing?
It can be whatever style you want! Personally, I love to see different styles people come up with :)

Your name is SELENE SATELL and your room is currently A MESS.
You are a bit ABSENT-MINDED, and tend not to THINK THINGS THROUGH. When speaking you GET TO THE POINT, are NOT BASHFUL at all, and are RARELY FLUSTERED. You do NOT SPEAK MUCH as you often have NOTHING TO SAY. This makes other trolls assume that you are a GOOD LISTENER; this is not entirely true, as you often DRIFT OF INTO SPACE, and let your MIND WANDER. You also have a tendency to RADOMLY DOZE OFF in conversations.
Despite your QUIET AND TIMID NATURE, you love LOUD NOISES. LIKE EXPLOSIONS. BLOWING SHIT UP and making HOLES AND CRATERS for the heck of it gives you a rush of JOY and EXTREME EUPHORIA you don’t seem to feel with others. You have a hard time NOTICING OTHERS once you really get into this thrill of yours. That’s how you killed your owl LUSUS. Your love of explosions can be QUITE DEADLY.
Your wardrobe consists of SHOES, a TANKTOP, NEON-YELLOW RUBBER GLOVES, and SHORTS. And only those items. You used to have more types of clothing, but you accidentally blew up your last hive containing all your clothing. Because the clothes on your back are the ONLY ONES YOU HAVE LEFT, you tend to hate and shy away from doing any form of activity that involves sweating or getting dirty in any way. Except things having to do with explosives. You will always make an exception for explosives.
Your modus is of the EXPLODING variety; when you fetch an item and do not do anything with it soon, that item will EXPLODE IN YOUR FACE.
You wield the grenadeKind specibus and have combined your FRAG GRENADES with your ROTTING PUMPKIN and CAR BATTERY to create your awesome weapon.
Your trollhandle is silentERUPTION and you speak with a m◦ n◦ t◦ n◦us t◦ne ◦f v◦ice, v◦w els ◦f ten se pa ra ted by spa ceS.